Chapter 0419: The Master of the Seven-Color Coiling Dragon

“How is it?” asked the Yellow Dragon.
What the Yellow Dragon was asking was naturally whether the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin had acquired any special abilities after swallowing the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit. However, upon hearing the Yellow Dragon’s question, the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin lowered its head, looking disheartened. “Still not!”
This time, although swallowing the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit had produced good results and greatly enhanced its strength, just as it had failed to develop illusionary powers after devouring the Thousand-Eyed Illusory Beast before, it still failed to gain any special abilities.
Hearing this, the Yellow Dragon smiled and said, “It’s fine. In all these ages in the Netherworld, only two people have managed to do so. It’s not surprising that you haven’t.”
The Yellow Dragon had expected the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin not to gain any special abilities from swallowing the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit. If it had acquired such powers after swallowing it, that would have been strange.
With that, the Yellow Dragon rode on the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin and continued toward the core of the Land of Forgetting.
Another ten days passed.
The Yellow Dragon had been in the Land of Forgetting for twenty days now. During these twenty days, it had not encountered any descendants of the six great families. Moreover, aside from finding that Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit ten days ago, it had not found another one since then.
One day, the Yellow Dragon rode the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin to a plain.
The plain was covered in endless green grass, full of vitality and freshness, giving people a sense of comfort upon sight.
“Master, over there?!” Suddenly, the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin’s eyes lit up with excitement as it pointed to a spot not far ahead in the plain. There, on a flat area, stood a white jade tree. On top of the tree, a white four-sided fruit glowed with golden light—it was the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit.
The Yellow Dragon was also delighted, but then became puzzled. Previously, through his All-Seeing Eye, he had not detected this Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit. Did it appear just now?!
Could this Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit, like the Thunder-Storm Pearl from the Sea of Wind and Thunder back then, only emerge under specific circumstances?
The Yellow Dragon was filled with doubts.
At that moment, the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin led the Yellow Dragon to the white jade tree.
However, upon seeing the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit on top of the tree, the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin no longer showed the same greed as before. After failing to gain any special abilities after swallowing the fruit ten days ago, it had suffered a significant setback.
Seeing this, the Yellow Dragon smiled inwardly—he understood the Wind-Flame Dragon Qilin’s thoughts all too well.
As before, the Yellow Dragon took the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit, then summoned the Pavilion of Immortals, ordering the Netherworld Divine Tree to devour and absorb the white jade tree.
After devouring the second white jade tree, the roots of the Netherworld Divine Tree emitted even brighter light, and the white jade essence flowing around it grew increasingly dense.

However, apart from that, no other abnormalities occurred. Huang Long also couldn’t figure anything out. In the end, he had no choice but to take the Group of Immortals Pavilion and the Netherworld Divine Tree into his body, then continue on with the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx to search for the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruits. This was the second Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit, but the most crucial Dark Pearl for Huang Long remained unfound. What puzzled Huang Long and the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx was that ten days after finding the second fruit, they encountered a third one—exactly every ten days. Was this a coincidence, or was there some hidden mechanism at work? “Master, this is too coincidental,” the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx said, barely believing it as they stood in front of the third white jade tree. Once or twice might be coincidental, but three times? Huang Long frowned too, sensing that everything seemed prearranged; otherwise, it couldn’t be so coincidental. But who could it be? The one behind this Land of Forgetfulness? After taking the third Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit, Huang Long ordered the Netherworld Divine Tree to devour the white jade tree, then looked up into the sky before soaring upward. “Master, what’s wrong?” the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx rushed to his side, asking in confusion. Huang Long shook his head. “Nothing.” Yet he had clearly felt as if someone was watching them from the void. He descended and rode on the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx to head back toward the core area, keeping a close watch for any abnormalities with his spiritual senses. But ten days later, when they found the fourth Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit, nothing unusual was detected. Could it really be just a coincidence? Huang Long thought to himself. Fifty days later, the fifth fruit appeared; sixty days later, two months after entering the Land of Forgetfulness, the sixth fruit appeared. Yet in those two months, apart from the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruits, there was still no trace of the Dark Pearl. “Master, it’s strange. Aside from the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruits, not only can’t we find the Dark Pearl, but we haven’t seen any other disciples either,” the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx said, shaking his head. It wasn’t surprising that the Dark Pearl was unfindable, but it was strange that they hadn’t seen any other disciples in two months. Moreover, the Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruits kept appearing before them every ten days, as if someone was deliberately luring them deeper into the core. After two months, not only did Huang Long feel this, but so did the Wind-Flame Dragon Lynx.

But as if to dispel the two’s suspicions, after the sixth Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruit, another ten days passed—by the seventieth day since they entered the Land of Forgetfulness—and no more Heavenly and Earthly Sacred Fruits appeared. On the eightyth day, the seventh one still did not appear before them. Just as Huang Long and Wind-Flame Dragon Lin were about to stop and search around, suddenly, a magnificent golden palace emerged high in the sky. The palace emitted a golden glow, and to Huang Long and Wind-Flame Dragon Lin’s astonishment, an overwhelming dragon energy radiated from within, dominating the surroundings so much that even Huang Long felt a pressure coming from his soul. Pressure?! After all, even when facing the willpower of the Lord God of the Netherworld, Weng Da, during their competition, Huang Long had not felt such pressure. Could it be?! “Master, who are we?” Wind-Flame Dragon Lin’s mouth was dry, his eyes filled with fear and trepidation. Retreat? Huang Long understood what Wind-Flame Dragon Lin meant and shook his head secretly. Could they really retreat now? Just then, a majestic voice came from the palace ahead: “You’ve arrived!” The voice covered thousands of miles around, echoing endlessly. You’ve arrived?! There was no one else here except Huang Long and Wind-Flame Dragon Lin. So, was it referring to him? Huang Long’s eyes narrowed. However, when his consciousness tried to reach the front of the palace, it was repelled by an invisible force. “Little guy, stop probing. Your consciousness may be strong, but it’s nothing in front of me,” the palace’s voice said again. “Come in!” As the voice spoke, a terrifying sucking force suddenly appeared, instantly drawing Huang Long and Wind-Flame Dragon Lin toward the palace. When they stood again, Huang Long saw that they were now under a vast starry sky—or rather, in a different dimension. It was a separate space inside the palace. From the outside, the palace didn’t seem large, covering only a few hundred miles, but this dimension was endless, stretching for countless billions of miles. To Huang Long’s shock, beneath this vast starry expanse, a giant dragon shadow coiled there, watching them. The shape of this dragon shadow was not much different from that of the ancestral dragon Zhu Long in Huang Long’s Pangu World. It coiled over an area of perhaps hundreds of miles. Yet, it was just a shadow, not a real dragon. “A remnant of a dragon soul?!” Huang Long couldn’t help but recall encountering Angus in the Hengyuan Realm. At the same time, he faintly felt that this dragon shadow seemed familiar.

After a while, a possibility flashed through Huang Long’s mind—could it be?!
“Indeed, I am that Chaos Divine Dragon!” As if confirming his thoughts, the massive dragon shadow opened its mouth and spoke with a resonant voice that echoed through the vast starry sky.
Sure enough! It was really the Chaos Divine Dragon from the Lu Ning family’s Ancestral Dragon Pool?!
Huang Long was shocked.
“Greg, come out.” At that moment, the voice of the massive dragon shadow sounded again, followed by a respectful reply. A dignified middle-aged man dressed in splendid clothes appeared before Huang Long.
“The Seven-Color Coiling Dragon!” Huang Long blurted out upon seeing the man.
“Little guy, we meet again. I said we would meet in the Land of Forgetfulness,” said Greg, the Seven-Color Coiling Dragon, with a smile on his face.
At that moment, Huang Long suddenly understood—behind the Great Perfect Seven-Color Coiling Dragon was none other than the Chaos Divine Dragon from the Lu Ning family’s Ancestral Dragon Pool!
A supreme divine powerhouse!
Yet, it was a supreme divine powerhouse who had already perished, left only with a remnantsoul!
Still, thinking back to that terrifying pressure, the pressure from a remnantsoul was far stronger than the will of the original god—this gave an idea of how powerful that Chaos Divine Dragon must have been back then!
“The Lu Ning family’s Ancestral Dragon Pool was created from my left eye. Back then, I was hunted by my enemies, and my divine body was destroyed. Only a remnantsoul remained, surviving to this day. In fact, I created the Land of Forgetfulness to wait for someone who could merge with my bloodline—or rather, for a member of the Lu Ning family who could do so. That’s why only those with the Lu Ning family’s bloodline can enter the Land of Forgetfulness. The other five major families are merely props. After all, though the Lu Ning family is the foremost family in this Netherworld, they alone cannot control the Land of Forgetfulness. But to create this land, my remnantsoul is now connected to it, preventing me from leaving. That’s why I sent Greg to bring you to me,” said the Chaos Divine Dragon.
So that’s how it is?!
Yet, while shocked, Huang Long was also puzzled. He had already evolved in the Ancestral Dragon Pool eight hundred years ago, proving that he could merge with the Chaos Divine Dragon’s bloodline—otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to acquire its left-eye ability!
“After over a thousand eras, my remnantsoul is nearly gone. You were on the Nyaa Continent at that time, and I couldn’t sense you. It was only when you used your left-eye ability during the competition in the Horn of Forgetfulness a few days ago that I sensed you,” said the Chaos Divine Dragon, as if reading Huang Long’s confusion.

“Did you create this Land of Forgetfulness just to wait for me to appear? What if I hadn’t come to this Corner of Forgetfulness?” asked the Yellow Dragon. If he hadn’t come, wouldn’t all the efforts of the Chaos Dragon be in vain? Moreover, since he had already arrived, why send the Rainbow Coiling Dragon to capture him—wasn’t that unnecessary?!