Chapter 1011: Breaking Through Twelve Eras!

The Pantheon Pilgrimage Pill appeared, and the space was filled with the celestial music chanted by countless gods, along with dazzling lights.
“It’s finally time to break through the twelve eras!” Huang Long looked at the Pantheon Pilgrimage Pill in his hand, unable to suppress his excitement.
Twelve eras!
This would be the final major hurdle before attaining sanctity!
Because once he crossed these twelve eras, it would be much easier for Huang Long to reach the peak of the later stages of the twelfth era.
Huang Long suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, and swallowed the pill. As soon as it entered his mouth, he felt a delightful fragrance. This scent, along with the heat generated by the sacred pill, spread throughout his body, unleashing a surge of power.
This powerful force was like a turbulent ocean, seemingly endless, constantly pounding against Huang Long’s body.
Huang Long quickly activated his cultivation techniques to refine and integrate this force.
Unlike the divine bodies of stronger warriors he had refined before, this force was different—it was purer. Moreover, a great divine pill like the Pantheon Pilgrimage Pill, ranked second among such pills, could even transform the eater’s own body.
As Huang Long continued to integrate and refine the medicinal power of the pill, suddenly, thunderstorms erupted in the void, with waves of lightning rolling and spreading, quickly forming a sea of thunder.
The twelve eras represented the final trial before a semi-saint could achieve sanctity. The trial of the eleventh era was several times more intense than that of the tenth, and the twelfth era was even stronger than the eleventh!
Vast pressures emanated from the sea of thunder, enveloping all directions, making the heavens and earth seem drastically smaller!
Indeed, under the pressure of this trial, everyone felt as if they had shrunk!
Even Huang Long’s expression changed when he sensed the power of this trial.
The pressure from these twelve eras was comparable to that exerted by Qing Cang, the top disciple of the Heavenly Dao!
And this pressure continued to rise.
When it reached its peak, a loud roar echoed through the heavens and earth. Thunder cracked in the sky, and lightning from the sea of thunder rushed downward like dragons breaking free from the sea, striking Huang Long.
At that moment, Huang Long suddenly stood up. A light green battle armor appeared on his body—this was the heavenly armor formed from the branches and roots of the World Tree. Facing this descending heavenly armor, Huang Long threw a fierce punch.
With a loud “bang,” his punch scattered the lightning. The heavenly armor then absorbed and transformed its energy, allowing Huang Long to integrate it.

Although these calamity thunderbolts were powerful, they could not withstand a single punch from the Yellow Dragon. The Yellow Dragon’s own attacks were already on par with those of the late Twelve Eras, and now, with the World Tree’s support, their strength was likely no less than that of the peak warriors from the late Twelve Eras.

Punch after punch. The Yellow Dragon soared into the air, constantly colliding with the descending calamity thunderbolts. While ordinary half-saints would be cautious and try to resist such calamities, the Yellow Dragon attacked head-on, treating them as opponents to hone his own strength! Moreover, as he continued to clash with these calamity thunderbolts, the Yellow Dragon found that he was becoming increasingly fused with his Heavenly Armor, and with each fusion, his attacks grew stronger. The Yellow Dragon grew bolder with every battle!

As soon as the calamity thunderbolts descended, the Yellow Dragon scattered them. If other half-saint warriors were here to witness this, they would be stunned—was this really undergoing a calamity trial?! The calamity thunderbolts seemed to be frightened by the Yellow Dragon and eventually stopped. When the last calamity thunderbolt dissipated, the world trembled, and streams of royal-grade spiritual veins flew out from the Yellow Dragon’s body. His physical form and soul absorbed these spiritual energies, undergoing a complete transformation.

Once the transformation was complete, a burst of golden light erupted from his body, dimming the light of the entire world. He had finally broken through the Twelve Eras! The Yellow Dragon raised his head and let out a dragon roar that penetrated the Sacred Cauldron of the world, dispersing the deathly aura outside the Death Zone. A phantom image of a five-clawed golden dragon appeared above the Death Zone outside the Sacred Cauldron. Its immense dragon power, like an endless ocean, pressed down on the countless death beasts and undead in the surrounding area, forcing them to tremble in fear.

“I’ve finally broken through the Twelve Eras!” The Yellow Dragon was overjoyed. He clenched his fists and punched out, causing the space to collapse like mountains, with numerous spatial holes appearing. “So powerful! My strength has increased by at least three to four times!” the Yellow Dragon estimated.

Now, even if he faced Qing Cang, the top disciple of the Heavenly Taoism sect, he wouldn’t fear him, even without using the sacred-grade divine artifacts on his body. A while later, the Yellow Dragon took out the fragments of the Myriad Gu Bracelet and used the Supreme Transformation Art to fuse them, turning them into part of his own body. His strength rose once again to 1,320!

“It seems I still need to fuse one or two top-grade divine artifacts!” the Yellow Dragon thought to himself. Once he reached the peak of top-grade artifacts and gathered all the materials needed to ascend to royal grade, he would be able to do so.

“Hmm… Is there no demonic gu energy in my body?!” Suddenly, the Yellow Dragon realized a problem. He had fused and refined two members of the Heavenly Witch Sect, and now, his divine sense detected no demonic gu energy in his body!

“Could it be that having gone through twelve eras is the reason why the power of the destruction calamity from those twelve eras eliminated that demonic pestilence energy?!” Huang Long thought to himself.
“Or is it because of the World Tree?!” Huang Long couldn’t figure it out.
Regardless of the reason, it was good news. Without that demonic pestilence energy, the disciples of the Heavenly Witch Sect couldn’t sense his presence, saving him a lot of trouble.
Next, Huang Long activated the spatial artifacts of the two people from the Heavenly Witch Sect. However, to his disappointment, although their spatial artifacts were first-class and contained many first-class spiritual veins, there were no top-class great path artifacts or fragments.
“Never mind. I’ll look for top-class great path artifacts another time to truly elevate my true self to the peak of the top class!” Huang Long thought.
This period of seclusion took nearly half a year for Huang Long.
“There’s still one and a half years left until the wedding of the Golden Dragon Holy Lord. There’s plenty of time. In that case, I’ll continue cultivating in this Death Domain Abyss or explore it further!” Huang Long decided.
The Death Domain Abyss was one of the four great abysses, inhabited by deadly beasts and undead. Like the Chaos Abyss, it was filled with treasures, as well as caves left behind by many powerful beings who had perished.
So, Huang Long stayed in the Death Domain Abyss. While cultivating, he used the Spirit Communicating Jade to explore the abyss.
Every time he cultivated, he did so within the river of the holy-grade spiritual veins of the Sacred Cauldron. The spiritual energy from these veins washed over his true self. After a year, Huang Long stabilized his strength at the level of twelve eras.
A year later, in the Death Domain Abyss, he found many treasures. However, to his slight disappointment, he didn’t see any trace of the Myriad Luo Divine Water.
Three months before the wedding of the Golden Dragon Holy Lord, Huang Long finally left the Death Domain Abyss and headed toward the Great World of Mighty Dragons.