Chapter 0414: The Truth Behind Everything

With the matter of Huang Long resolved and the competition in the Land of Forgetfulness over, the three supreme gods left one after another.
Before leaving, Nia said to Huang Long, “That kid Li Yifeng doesn’t train properly and always wanders around. I’ve already banned him from going out. I’ll let him out again during the next interdimensional war.” At that moment, Nia turned to look at Bishop beside Kennedy and added, “One hundred thousand years is a short time, but I’ll pay attention to the next interdimensional war.”
What she meant, of course, was the interdimensional war between Huang Long and Bishop at that time.
However, was one hundred thousand years really enough time for Huang Long and Bishop to create another miracle like this one?
When Supreme God Susan left, she remained as cold and aloof as usual, her thoughts unreadable. It seemed she didn’t take seriously the fact that Huang Long had openly admitted he wasn’t from the Runing family.
On the other hand, when Wonda left, he said to Huang Long, “Be careful. It’s possible Elvis might come looking for you then.”
With the three supreme gods gone, everyone else also dispersed.
Yet, to Woodlow and the others’ disappointment, although Huang Long admitted he wasn’t from the Runing family, he showed no interest in joining any particular family.
In the central hall of the Runing family’s mountain peak, Kennedy and over a dozen elders who had come to the Land of Forgetfulness gathered together.
Although Huang Long had won first place this time, Kennedy and the others couldn’t be happy—this first place didn’t belong to the Runing family.
The atmosphere in the hall was gloomy.
“Elder, only members of the Runing family are allowed to live in the mountain peak hall. Since this Huang Long isn’t from our family, shouldn’t we ask him to leave?” Bishop spoke up.
Kennedy frowned.
“Yes, Elder. Since Huang Long has already admitted he’s not from our family, if we let him stay in the mountain peak hall, it might cause resentment among the other members,” added Darren, an elder beside Bishop.
Darren was the one who had previously demanded that Huang Long “offer” the Dragon God’s Eight Tones to the Runing family.
Donald opened his mouth to speak but ultimately held back.
Huang Long’s direct admission before the representatives of the six major families that he wasn’t from the Runing family deeply hurt him. Donald couldn’t help but recall the events over the past nine hundred years—he had truly treated this “Huang Hai” like a nephew.
Just as everyone was discussing whether Huang Long should stay or leave, suddenly, a member of the family entered and reported that Huang Long wanted to see Kennedy.
Bishop smirked coldly. “Surely he knows we want him to leave. To save face, he’s coming to ask the Elder to let him go now, right?”

Daren sneered and said, “Who knows? With such high innate talent, maybe this Yellow Dragon can even predict the future.” Then he smiled to himself.
A while later, led by a member of the Luning family, Yellow Dragon entered the grand hall.
“Chieftain Kennedy!” After arriving, Yellow Dragon bowed to Kennedy. But unlike before when he bowed as a member of the Huanghai family, this time he addressed him as an equal.
“Yellow Dragon, what’s your status? Don’t think just because you’ve met the son of the God Lord Nia that you can become arrogant and disrespectful, daring to address our chieftain in such a manner?” Elder Daren was the first to express disapproval.
Yellow Dragon was merely an upper god with fairly decent strength, yet he dared to address their chieftain as an equal. Did that mean even they were inferior to this Yellow Dragon?
Bishop watched coldly from the side.
Kennedy raised his hand to stop Daren, then turned to Yellow Dragon with indifference and asked, “Yellow Dragon, why have you come?” However, he felt somewhat uneasy using the name “Yellow Dragon.”
“Chieftain Kennedy, do you still remember the battle among the various divine realms thousands of years ago for the Supreme Spirit Liquid?” Yellow Dragon asked.
“The Supreme Spirit Liquid?!”
In the grand hall, neither Kennedy nor the other elders understood why Yellow Dragon brought up this matter. But upon hearing about the Supreme Spirit Liquid, Bishop, who had been watching Yellow Dragon calmly, suddenly changed expression, feeling a sense of unease.
“Could it be that this Yellow Dragon knows about those events from back then?!” Bishop was shocked.
“I do remember that event. Why bring it up now?” Kennedy asked. The appearance of the Supreme Spirit Liquid was a major event among the divine realms. Kennedy had also sent family elders and members to compete for it, so he remembered it clearly.
“If I’m not mistaken, a member of the Luning family, an Angus, also went to compete back then. And he died at the hands of strong members from other families during the battle,” Yellow Dragon continued.
“That’s correct,” Kennedy said. Meanwhile, everyone in the hall was puzzled—how did Yellow Dragon know about this?
“I also know that he died in the Mortal Realm, the Hengyuan Realm, right?” Seeing their confusion, Yellow Dragon glanced around, his gaze lingering on Bishop for a moment.
“Yes, he died in the Mortal Realm, the Hengyuan Realm,” Kennedy nodded and then remembered something: “Hmm? Did you enter the Netherworld from the Hengyuan Realm?”
Yellow Dragon had entered the Netherworld from the Mortal Realm, the Hengyuan Realm—this was already known to Kennedy and the others.

Huang Long nodded and then spoke slowly, “But as far as I know, Angus did not die at the hands of strongmen from other clans—he died at the hands of his own people!”
Huang Long’s voice echoed throughout the hall.
“What?! Not at the hands of strongmen from other clans?!”
“Died at the hands of his own people?!”
Huang Long’s words caused a stir. In the hall, not only the elders but also Kennedy were shocked.
“Chieftain, elders, this Huang Long is clearly talking nonsense. We sent our own people to investigate back then, and it was confirmed that Angus died at the hands of strongmen from other clans,” said Bishop suddenly, interrupting the confusion. Then he turned around, radiating pressure, “Huang Long, you first pretended to be someone else and infiltrated our Runing clan, and now you’re spouting lies here. Who sent you to do this?! What’s your real intention?!”
Bishop spoke sternly, confronting Huang Long directly. It seemed that if Huang Long couldn’t give a clear explanation, he might be punished on the spot as a “spy”!
Kennedy and the elders looked at Huang Long with suspicion. Indeed, they had also sent people to investigate back then, and it had been confirmed. Now Huang Long was claiming something different, with no evidence, making it hard to believe. Moreover, the fact that Huang Long had infiltrated the Runing clan under a false identity was undeniable.
“Sent people to investigate? So, who was it?” Huang Long asked coldly, staring at Bishop.
“I sent them,” Bishop replied, his pressure unrelenting, with a cold smile, “Huang Long, are you saying I’m lying?”
“What about those people?” Huang Long didn’t answer but asked back.
“They died in an accident while carrying out clan missions tens of thousands of years ago,” said Elder Darren instead of Bishop.
“Died in an accident? All of them? Hey, what a coincidence,” Huang Long said with a smile, implying that there would be no way to prove otherwise.
Kennedy and the others pondered. As Huang Long said, it indeed seemed a bit “coincidental” now.
Bishop’s expression darkened.
“May I ask Elder Bishop, who was it who reported back that Angus died at the hands of strongmen from other clans?” Huang Long continued, staring at Bishop coldly.
“It was Fei De,” Bishop replied, unable to hide it under Kennedy and the others’ gazes. It was a well-known fact.
“Fei De? What a coincidence again!” Huang Long laughed.
By now, Kennedy and the others understood exactly what Huang Long meant.

“Huang Long, are you saying that?!” Donald asked uncertainly.
“That’s right. Angus didn’t die at the hands of another powerful family member—instead, he died at the hands of Bishop’s grandson, Fei De!” Huang Long raised his voice and pointed at Bishop.
Although everyone had guessed the answer Huang Long would give, hearing it spoken aloud still shocked them as they stared at Bishop.
“Huang Long, you’re lying! How dare you slander my grandson!” Bishop suddenly shouted angrily. Then he leaped up and charged at Huang Long with great force, his momentum spreading throughout the hall. But someone was even faster—kicking out a strike that sent Bishop flying back.
It was Kennedy.
“Chieftain Kennedy, don’t listen to Huang Long’s nonsense!” Bishop’s expression changed when he saw Kennedy intervene. He then turned to Huang Long and snapped, “Huang Long, you claim Angus died at my grandson Fei De’s hands. What evidence do you have?”
For a moment, everyone looked at Huang Long.
Huang Long frowned. “I have no evidence. But back then, Angus was attacked from behind by Fei De and seriously injured. He barely survived, leaving only a faint soul. By chance, I encountered that soul, who told me this and asked me to pass the message on to Anlis if I ever entered the underworld.”
Hearing this, Bishop burst into laughter. After stopping laughing, he pointed at Huang Long. “What a good excuse! It’s even nicely crafted. Huang Long, with no proof, is that how you accuse my grandson of killing Angus?”
Kennedy and the others fell silent for a while. If that was the case, it indeed couldn’t be proven that Fei De killed Angus.
“I’ve come only to inform you all. As for whether what I said is true or not, Chieftain Kennedy can have it investigated further,” Huang Long said before bidding farewell to Kennedy.
Huang Long hadn’t expected to get Fei De convicted by coming here. All he wanted was to draw Kennedy’s attention to the matter, so it could be investigated later. He believed Kennedy would be able to uncover something upon re-examining it.
As for him, Huang Long had fulfilled his promise to Angus back then.
“Wait! Do you really think you can just run away like this?!” Seeing Huang Long about to leave, Bishop’s murderous intent flared, and he angrily tried to stop him.
“Enough, Bishop!” At that moment, Kennedy was surrounded by black light, forcing Bishop to retreat in shock.