Chapter 0415: The Colorful Coiling Dragon Reappears

Kennedy stared intently at Bishop, who dared not move again.
The yellow dragon turned its head and glanced at Bishop from the side. “Bishop, do you think I’ll let you kill me to silence me if I know the truth?”
Bishop’s face darkened as he angrily pointed at the yellow dragon. “Nonsense!”
Yet, everyone in the hall watched Bishop with suspicion. They had all sensed his murderous intent just now.
“Of course. In the future, you can also try to kill me in an accident, like those others,” the yellow dragon sneered. “But killing me won’t be that easy.” With that, it turned and left.
“Ten thousand years later, on the plane of battle, we’ll meet again.”
“But by then, it’s uncertain who will kill whom.”
With its back turned, the yellow dragon slowly walked out of the hall under Bishop’s extremely gloomy gaze.
In the Runing family, if there was a plane war, the yellow dragon would be cautious in fighting Bishop. But now, having revealed its identity, it would no longer hold back. Bishop had always targeted the yellow dragon and shown murderous intent several times. In a plane war, the yellow dragon surely wouldn’t spare him.
Under Kennedy’s and the elders’ watchful eyes, Bishop could only watch helplessly as the yellow dragon left. After it left, Kennedy turned to the others and said, “Regarding what just happened, don’t spread any rumors until we find out the truth. Especially, don’t let Elder Rodley know. Understood?”
Angus was the grandson whom Elder Rodley valued the most. If he learned that Angus might have died from Feide’s ambush, the consequences were predictable.
“Yes, clan leader!” they replied respectfully.
Could this really be kept secret?!
Kennedy sighed inwardly. He knew it might be impossible to hide this, but he hadn’t expected it to happen.
Although there was no solid evidence proving Feide killed Angus, most of the people in the hall likely believed the yellow dragon’s words—even he did.
Angus’s feud with Feide before his death was no secret among the core members; they were aware of it all because of Annalis from the Beikal family.
“Elder Bishop, you were reckless just now!” Kennedy then said to Bishop, referring to his murderous intent toward the yellow dragon.
“Yes, clan leader. The yellow dragon is talking nonsense. Bishop was just emotional,” Bishop replied, his expression turning solemn before he spoke respectfully.
Nonsense? Donald sneered inwardly.

Many elders also had their own thoughts.
“Alright, everyone, please disperse for now,” Kennedy said, unwilling to dwell further on the issue. He waved his hand and asked everyone to leave the hall.
A moment later, Kennedy’s sighs could still be heard echoing in the hall.
After leaving the hall, Huang Long returned to his own residence. He had already informed Kennedy and the others about Angus’ situation, so it was time to leave. The Land of Forgetfulness would only open next month, and Huang Long certainly couldn’t stay at the Runing family’s residence waiting for it to open.
Just as Huang Long was about to leave, he saw Chester and Fat Francis approaching with worried expressions.
“Huang, Brother Huang Hai!” Seeing Huang Long, Fat Francis opened his mouth but eventually called him Huang Hai as usual. Chester followed suit and also addressed him as Huang Hai.
Huang Long didn’t mind and smiled. “What? Did you come to see me off?”
In the past, every time Huang Long left the Runing headquarters to head to the Ancient Forest, the two of them would see him off.
Chester and Fat Francis were stunned for a moment before realizing what was happening. Chester asked, “Brother Huang Hai, are you leaving?!”
Fat Francis also looked at Huang Long, who nodded. “I’m not a member of your Runing family, so of course I have to leave.”
Hearing this, Chester and Fat Francis felt inexplicably sad. Although they had only known Huang Long for nearly a thousand years, they had long regarded him as a brother—friendship wasn’t measured by time.
Noting their expressions, Huang Long smiled and said, “There’s no need to be like this. It’s not as if we won’t see each other again. I’ll still be your Brother Huang Hai!” Not many people could be called Huang Long’s brothers. Of course, it wasn’t about status—even Kennedy, the head of the most prestigious family in the Netherworld, didn’t qualify by that standard.
“Really?!” Fat Francis’ eyes lit up, his joy evident on his face. Chester felt the same way.
“Of course,” Huang Long said with a smile as he looked at them. Then he asked, “Why have you come?” The two hadn’t known Huang Long was leaving, so they surely hadn’t come to see him off.
Upon being asked, Chester and Fat Francis remembered their purpose.
“Brother Huang Long, was Angus really killed by that scumbag Feid?!” Fat Francis spoke first, his face filled with hatred when mentioning Feid.
For some reason, Fat Francis used Huang Long’s real name at that moment. Chester quickly asked, “Is this true?!”

Huang Long didn’t expect that he had just returned from the central hall when Chester and Fat Francis would find out so quickly. He soon realized it must have been Fat Francis’s grandfather, Barret, who informed them.
“Exactly,” Huang Long nodded and then recounted to them his encounter with Angus’s remaining soul on the Gods’ Continent in the Hengyuan Realm.
After hearing Huang Long’s story, Chester’s eyes turned red. “That bastard! He’s the one who killed my younger brother!” He and Fat Francis believed Huang Long’s words without hesitation.
Actually, they had already believed it after learning about it, but they still couldn’t resist coming to confirm it with Huang Long.
“I’m going to settle accounts with that scumbag now!” Fat Francis, filled with hatred, rolled up his sleeves, looking like a street thug ready to fight.
“Fat Francis, there’s no solid evidence. If you go now, that Faid might turn around and blame you,” Huang Long said.
Hearing this, Fat Francis’s heated mind gradually calmed down.
“Then, Brother Huang Long, what do you suggest? Should we wait for our family to investigate? All these years have passed—if Bishop has already destroyed all the evidence, there will be nothing to find. Wouldn’t that let Faid continue to live freely?!” Fat Francis said, and his concern wasn’t unfounded.
Back then, those who tried to investigate the truth died by accident, which showed that Bishop had anticipated such a day and had long started destroying evidence. If not for Huang Long’s “accident,” the Luning family might still be in the dark.
Chester also said, “Fat Francis is right. If that’s the case, my younger brother will die in vain!”
Huang Long replied, “Don’t worry. That Faid can’t escape.”
Chester and Fat Francis exchanged a glance and then asked, “Brother Huang Long, what do you mean?”
“The Land of Forgetfulness will open next month,” Huang Long said.
“The Land of Forgetfulness?!” Their eyes lit up as they understood Huang Long’s meaning. In that land, they would compete for the Sacred Fruit of Heaven and Earth and the Nether Pearl, the most precious treasures in the world. The six major families of the Netherworld lost many outstanding members there each time.
“Brother Huang Long, thank you,” Chester said gratefully.
Huang Long smiled. “It’s nothing.”
Just as the three were discussing Angus, suddenly, the ground trembled violently, then shook like ocean waves, as if the entire world were about to turn upside down.
“What’s going on?!” Fat Francis paled in shock.
No sooner had Fat Francis spoken than a dragon roar, seemingly coming from ancient times, echoed through the sky.

“The Colorful Coiling Dragon!” Upon hearing this earth-shaking dragon roar, Huang Long’s mind flashed, and the image of the Colorful Coiling Dragon that appeared on the first day of the competition came to mind. These days, Huang Long had been guessing that the Colorful Coiling Dragon might reappear before the beginning of the Forgotten Land, and now it had indeed shown up! “Could it be that huge beast back again?!” Fat Francis, obviously thinking of the same dragon, exclaimed in shock. But that wasn’t all—after the earth-shaking roar, a series of beast roars followed, overwhelming the area with a terrifyingly massive wave of sound that swept through, causing the entire region around the Forgotten Corner to shake violently. Such an impact across millions of miles suggested just how many sea beasts were needed to create such a terrifying effect! Huang Long and his two companions exchanged glances, all feeling shocked. “Let’s go outside and take a look,” Huang Long said solemnly, then he and Chester flew out of the hall into the sky. But when they reached up there, the sight before them even scared Huang Long. The sea surface ahead—no, not just the sea surface, but also the sky above it—was filled with all kinds of sea beasts! There was no end in sight! Compared to Huang Long’s few million mutated primal beasts, this was a true beast tide! Huang Long was stunned and guessed that there might be no less than ten trillion sea beasts?! In the Forgotten Corner, even the godly warriors from every corner of the Netherworld numbered only around ten trillion, yet now there were ten trillion sea beasts! At this moment, the six major families of the Netherworld, including the Kennedy family, along with tens of trillions of godly warriors from the Forgotten Corner, had all flown to the sky. Seeing the scene below, they were also stunned. “Young master!” “Master!” As soon as Huang Long stepped outside, Bradd and Bogge rushed over to him and spoke respectfully. “Young master, could it be that the Colorful Coiling Dragon is coming to capture you again?” Bradd asked with concern. Huang Long shook his head without speaking, but he wondered about the identity of the Colorful Coiling Dragon—how could it command so many sea beasts?! Could it be one of the sea kings in the Nethersea?! The six continents of the Netherworld were ruled by six supreme gods, but the even vaster Nethersea was not under their control; instead, it was governed by ten sea king warriors. Just as Huang Long was speculating, the earth-shaking dragon roar sounded again, seemingly issuing an order. The ten trillion sea beasts, still on the sea surface and in the sky, roared in unison and then charged toward the Forgotten Corner in a massive wave.