Chapter 0434: The Snowfall Empire

“You, you… Yellow Dragon?!” After falling to the ground of the temple, the four-winged angel Alph looked in utter terror at the figure at the forefront of the twenty-six people appearing in the sky.
The Yellow Dragon—it was indeed the Yellow Dragon!
Though they had never seen the Yellow Dragon in person, they were familiar with its appearance. Stone statues of the Yellow Dragon could be found everywhere in the cities of the Eternal Yuan Realm.
Even though they had rebuilt the Church of Light, they could not stop the billions of commoners in the Eternal Yuan Realm from worshipping the Yellow Dragon.
But how could the Yellow Dragon arrive so quickly?
It would be impossible for even a mid-tier god to travel from the imperial palace of the Four Seas Empire in the Endless Sea to here in such a short time!
Alph and the others were filled with panic.
“You are Alph, the current supreme ruler of the Church of Light,” said the Yellow Dragon, standing high in the sky and looking down at the terrified Alph.
“Yes, that’s right,” Alph replied hesitantly, his fear not subsiding but intensifying under the pressure emitted by the Yellow Dragon and its companions.
A fear of death arose in Alph and the others, growing endlessly, seemingly without end.
“Going back to Tianyun to seek help from the godly warriors of the Leo-Pold family to kill me?” the Yellow Dragon said coldly, staring down at them.
Realizing he was doomed, the angel who had earlier said he would return to Tianyun to enlist the help of the Leo-Pold family’s godly warriors suddenly raised his voice angrily, shouting, “Yellow Dragon, you have repeatedly opposed our ElWeis family. This time, even if you kill us, our ElWeis family will not let you go! No matter which realm or dimension you hide in, we will pursue you!”
Feeling justified, the four-winged angel stood upright with a bold demeanor.
After being stunned for a moment, Bog and the others burst into laughter, their voices shaking the temple. Alph and the others saw cracks appearing on the temple walls, each one terrifying.
The four-winged angel snapped, “Why are you laughing? Sinners who oppose our great Lord ElWeis will die a miserable death!”
Bog stopped laughing, shook his head, and looked at the four-winged angel with an idiotic expression before saying, “If we kill you, will your ElWeis family spare us? On Demon Island in the Netherworld, over four million six-winged birds died at the hands of our young master, and there are more than five million four-winged birds like you! With that in mind, do you really think your ElWeis family won’t hunt us down?!”

Orc Nat, Gusta, and the others burst into laughter.
“Six-winged birdmen—over two million!”
“Four-winged birdmen—over five million!”
“Eight-winged and ten-winged birdmen—ten million!”
Alf and the others murmured to themselves, the numbers Bog had mentioned echoing in their minds.
Suddenly, they remembered an incident that had taken place on the Demon Island in the Netherworld over a thousand years ago. Although Peiji tried hard to cover it up, the news eventually spread, becoming known throughout all the major divine realms, mortal realms, and dimensional spaces of the Elvis family, causing a widespread impact.
A high-ranking beast master had commanded millions of mutated beasts to attack the Demon Island, resulting in the death of over three million six-winged angels and more than two hundred thousand eight-winged angels on the spot. Later, during the pursuit, nearly eight million more angels were killed!
Over ten million angels! The patriarch of the Elvis family, Archil, was furious and ordered all forces across all realms of the Elvis family to investigate thoroughly and find this person to strip them alive!
Yet, for over a thousand years, there had been no news at all!
Could it be?!
“You… you’re that high-ranking beast master?!” After a long while, Alf pointed at the Yellow Dragon and stammered.
If the Yellow Dragon was indeed that high-ranking beast master, then?!
Alf and the others’ expressions changed drastically, filled with horror. Especially those four-winged angels who had been so confident before were now cowering on the ground, their faces deathly pale.
High-ranking beast master? The Yellow Dragon didn’t deny it, saying indifferently, “Correct.” The hundred thousand-mile space around this sacred mountain had already been isolated by the Yellow Dragon, so he wasn’t afraid that Alf and the others would send any messages out.
As Alf and the others were stunned, the Yellow Dragon’s expression turned cold. “Then, it’s over now!” With that, under their terrified gazes, he sent a blast of heavenly fire through their bodies. Their eyes gradually lost their light, and eventually, their bodies disappeared.
The Yellow Dragon and his companions vanished from the temple. After arriving above it, he pressed down with one hand. The entire sacred mountain, centered around the temple, began to crumble outward, with mountains collapsing one after another until everything turned into flat ground, covered in dust—everything reduced to nothingness.
The sacred mountain headquarters, which Alf and the others had spent two thousand years painstakingly rebuilding, also disappeared completely along with them.
“Young master, what about those birdmen in the Starless Clouds Realm?” Orc Nat asked after a while.
“Bog,” the Yellow Dragon said, turning his head.
“Here, young master,” Bog replied respectfully.

“You, Gusta, and the others go to the Tianyun Youwu Star Region and eliminate all the forces of the Light Church there,” Huang Long said thoughtfully, a cold glint in his eyes. Although this wouldn’t completely eradicate the Light Church’s influence, Huang Long didn’t want it to resurface after he left and threaten the Huang and Zhao families.

“Yes, young master,” Bogu replied without hesitation. After receiving the order, he led Gusta and the others to bid farewell to Huang Long, then vanished toward the Tianyun Dimensional Space.

Huang Long had confidence in Bogu and the others’ strength. Though they were only at the late mid-tier god stage, they were comparable to ordinary high-tier gods, more than enough to eliminate the Light Church’s forces in the Tianyun Dimensional Space.

After Bogu and the others left, Huang Long said to Bradd and the others, “Let’s go to the Palace of the Snowfall Empire.”

Although the Snowfall Empire was currently ruled by the Sel family, who once backed the Leiyan Mansion and controlled Hell, it wasn’t entirely under their control. There were also remnants from the three great empires: the Blizzard Empire, the Dark Forest Empire, and the Orc Empire. Coincidentally, the location of the new imperial capital of the Snowfall Empire was exactly where the Blizzard Empire’s palace used to be.

Not long after destroying the Holy Mountain, the headquarters of the current Light Church, Huang Long and his companions arrived above the Palace of the Snowfall Empire. Looking down at the numerous palaces below, Huang Long felt emotional. The rebuilt palace was largely similar to the original Blizzard Empire palace, in terms of size and layout. It reminded him of Lin Er, the former emperor of the Blizzard Empire.

Back then, Huang Long hadn’t intended to kill Lin Er, but unexpectedly, Lin Er died at the hands of his ancestor, Lin Youwu, in a fit of madness. In terms of relationship, Lin Er was actually Huang Long’s “uncle.”

“Powerhouses of the Sacred Realm!”

Huang Long and his companions stood above the Palace of the Snowfall Empire without trying to hide their presence, so they were quickly detected by the palace’s guards. Seeing them floating in the air, the guards exclaimed in shock.

Although these Powerhouses of the Sacred Realm weren’t a major threat to the Snowfall Empire, the sudden appearance of over twenty of them required the empire to take them seriously.

Soon, warriors riding on unicorn-like mounts rushed out from the palace, and at the same time, dozens of figures flew toward them from all corners of the palace at incredible speed.

“The Snowfall Empire’s Flying Army?” Huang Long said calmly as he watched nearly ten thousand heavily armored warriors on unicorn-like mounts emerging from the palace.

This magical beast, which resembled a unicorn in shape but was three to four times larger, was a high-level monster called a Feitian. The Feitian Legion was one of the three strongest legions in the Snowfall Empire. During the month when Huang Sheng held the position of Emperor of the Four Seas Empire, he also investigated forces such as the Holy Church and the Snowfall Empire. After nearly ten thousand warriors from the Feitian Legion surrounded Huang Long and the others layer after layer, the powerful beings from the Holy Land who had rushed from all directions around the Snowfall Empire’s palace also arrived—one after another, numbering as many as thirty-two! Overall, the Snowfall Empire was several times stronger than the Blizzard Empire of old, and these thirty-two powerful beings from the Holy Land were just a portion of its strength. Huang Long wasn’t surprised by this. Although the Sel family of Hell wasn’t one of the major families there, it was still a family with billions of years of heritage. Naturally, the empire they established was stronger than the Blizzard Empire of old. “You… you’re a dragon? The Dragon God?!” When the thirty-two powerful beings arrived, a middle-aged man dressed in a dragon robe recognized Huang Long’s face and exclaimed in shock. “Correct,” Huang Long replied indifferently. Everyone in the Snowfall Empire, including those from the Holy Land and the Feitian Legion, paled and stared at Huang Long with expressions of fear, reverence, admiration, and fanaticism. “I… I don’t know. What brings the Dragon God to our Snowfall Empire’s palace?” the middle-aged man asked, his voice trembling, despite knowing the answer. Huang Long had returned from the divine plane with Bogge, so he already knew. But Huang Long had arrived too suddenly—so suddenly that he couldn’t believe it was really Huang Long standing before him. “What do you want?” Huang Long asked coldly. “Are you from the royal family of the Snowfall Empire?” From the royal family of the Snowfall Empire… a member of the Sel family! However, judging from his strength, which was only at the peak of the Holy Land realm, he seemed to be just a peripheral member of the Sel family. Unexpectedly, as soon as Huang Long finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned and fled, disappearing within moments over dozens of miles. This time, Huang Long didn’t intervene; instead, Brad stepped in. After the middle-aged man fled dozens of miles away, Brad opened his right hand. A burst of golden light flashed from his palm, followed by a tight grip in midair. Under the astonished gazes of the Feitian Legion and the powerful beings from the Holy Land, the middle-aged man exploded apart. The sound of his explosion echoed above the Snowfall Empire’s palace, causing countless maids and eunuchs below to look up. A shower of blood rained down on them, triggering cries of shock.