Chapter 0929: Competition Among Semi-Saints

“Spirit veins! So many first-class spirit veins, and even king-class ones! And that one is an ultimate-grade!”
“Semi-saint bones! With these, after fusing them, I’ll have a chance to break through to semi-saint!”
“That’s a mid-class great path divine artifact fragment. Once obtained and integrated into my own divine artifact, I’ll have a chance to rise to mid-class!”
“That’s a Wind Spirit Flower!”
“A Remnant Soul Grass!”
The powerful beings around watched as divine treasures and spirit veins erupted, and they all exclaimed in delight.
Those who had been hiding until now all flew out and rushed to seize various treasures.
Pang Cheng and Chi Rong, who were in confrontation, also moved, both aiming at those three ultimate-grade spirit veins!
To break through to the peak of a semi-saint across nine eras, ultimate-grade spirit veins are essential. Along with those two, the peak semi-saint from the Wu Liang Gate also targeted the ultimate-grade spirit veins.
As for the World of Ten Thousand Demons, ten semi-saints in purple robes flew toward a huge divine artifact fragment.
This fragment, dozens of meters tall and emitting a powerful aura, rose high through the crimson lava—it was a top-class great path divine artifact fragment!
As everyone started fighting, Huang Long also took action.
Currently, as Huang Long practiced the Supreme Transformation Art, what he lacked most were great path divine artifacts. With enough of them, the other 25 divine artifacts in his body and the Dragon Gate could all be upgraded to lower-class great path divine artifacts. At that time, Huang Long’s own body would rise to another level.
Huang Long had his eyes on several mid-class great path divine artifact fragments, each of varying sizes—some the size of a palm, others several meters tall. However, three semi-saints from eight eras and five from seven eras were also competing with him for those fragments.
“A mere mid-stage sixth-era creature daring to compete with us for mid-class great path divine artifact fragments? Boy, you’re simply seeking death!” One semi-saint from the early seventh era sneered and threw a palm strike at Huang Long.
Under that palm strike, the water and air in the world turned to ice, forming a giant ice palm that even froze the rising crimson lava mid-air.
“Is that so?” Huang Long smiled coldly and punched out. A beam of golden light shot forth, shattering the ice palm and instantly hitting the semi-saint’s body.
At the same time, Huang Long used his palm to snatch one of the mid-class great path divine artifact fragments.
“Boom!” The semi-saint from the early seventh era exploded under Huang Long’s punch, his top-tier postnatal divine armor turning to dust.
Then, Huang Long changed his punch to a palm strike, absorbing his body and spatial divine artifact into his own.

“Huh?!” The other seven powerful beings had initially dismissed Huang Long, but now that he had killed a half-saint from the early Seven Eras with just one punch, they were shocked and slowed their movements. At that moment, Huang Long took the mid-tier Dao Artifact into his hands. Then, the remaining artifacts also fell into the hands of the three half-saints from the Eighth Era. As for the four half-saints from the Seventh Era, they only managed to obtain a few fragments of lower-tier Dao Artifacts. The powerful beings around them engaged in fierce battles; one after another, the Divine Kings were severely wounded and then swallowed by the Lava Blood Hole, dragged down into the depths of lava. The four half-saints from the Seventh Era saw the mid-tier Dao Artifact fragment in Huang Long’s hands and their eyes gleamed with greed, but none of them dared to approach and fight for it. However, just because they didn’t dare to fight didn’t mean no one else would. “Kid, hehe, I didn’t expect you to be so strong—able to kill a half-saint from the early Seven Eras!” One of the half-saints from the mid-Eighth Era sneered at Huang Long and then stretched out his hand, saying, “Hand over that mid-tier Dao Artifact fragment to the Nether Ancestor, and I might spare your life!” As he spoke, his body emitted a stream of air—pale green with hints of gray, resembling deathly energy but with an additional sense of coldness and darkness. “Nether Ancestor?!” The four half-saints from the Seventh Era’s faces turned pale upon hearing this. The Nether Ancestor was extremely formidable; his Nether Divine Realm ranked high among the cosmic divine realms, and he was incredibly powerful. Several eras ago, nine mid-era powerful beings entered his Nether Divine Realm and were hunted to death by the Nether Ancestor and his subordinates! Moreover, it was rumored that he had the support of a Saint behind him. “Oh, the Nether Ancestor?” Huang Long replied indifferently, “I’m sorry, but I won’t hand over this mid-tier Dao Artifact fragment. I’m interested in the one you have—give it to me!” With that, Huang Long also stretched out his hand, just like the Nether Ancestor. “What?! This kid actually wants the Nether Ancestor to hand over the mid-tier Dao Artifact fragment?!” “Did I hear that right? He’s only at the mid-stage of the Sixth Era?!” “Does he really think he can challenge a half-saint from the Eighth Era just because he killed one from the early Seventh Era?!” The surrounding powerful beings were all astonished and discussing among themselves. The Nether Ancestor also stared at Huang Long in disbelief, thinking he must have heard wrong. “Hahaha, kid, is there something wrong with my ears, or is there something wrong with your brain? You actually want me to hand over this mid-tier Dao Artifact fragment?!” The Nether Ancestor laughed heartily, as if he had heard the greatest joke of all.

The other two Half Saints of the Eighth Era also shook their heads and smiled, looking at Huang Long as if he were a naive young boy.
“What a pity. Such talent, and soon he’ll become a corpse!” one of them said with a light laugh.
Huang Long ignored their expressions and stared at the Ancestral Lord of the Netherworld, “Hand over that mid-tier Great Path artifact!” His tone remained as indifferent and calm as before.
Huang Long’s voice was heard clearly once again by everyone.
The Ancestral Lord of the Netherworld’s smile froze, and he glared at Huang Long darkly, “Young man, you seem unaware of my fame as the Ancestral Lord of the Netherworld. Now, let me show you my power!” With that, he dashed forward and lunged at Huang Long with a claw.
A massive claw of darkness appeared, covering the surroundings, with waves of netherly energy surging forth.
All the powerful beings around retreated in shock.
Huang Long’s expression turned cold as he watched the giant claw. Then, everyone saw a huge golden god appear above Huang Long’s head, delivering a fierce punch at the Ancestral Lord of the Netherworld.
The golden punch shattered the giant claw, hitting the Ancestral Lord of the Netherworld as he stared in utter terror.
The Ancestral Lord of the Netherworld, a powerful being from the mid-stage of the Eighth Era, exploded suddenly, turning into a mass of flesh and blood, his soul dissipating! He was dead!
Without hesitation, Huang Long took his divine body, the spatial artifact, along with that fragment of the mid-tier Great Path artifact, and stored them in the Sacred Cauldron.
When Huang Long finished this, complete silence reigned around.
The powerful beings around were stunned for a moment. After a while, the other two Half Saints of the Eighth Era and the four Half Saints of the Seventh Era all flew back, terrified.
The other powerful beings were even more shocked.
A void formed around Huang Long.
The death of one Half Saint of the Eighth Era naturally drew the attention of many powerful beings from the Lava Blood Caverns, including Pang Cheng and Chi Rong, who were competing for the supreme spiritual veins.
“It’s you!” Seeing the golden god, Chi Rong finally recognized Huang Long, whose appearance had changed.