Chapter 1021: Is That Yellow Dragon in the Primordial Dragon Ruins?

The Yellow Dragon slowly walked over.
As the Yellow Dragon approached, Long Bin and Long Zhi could no longer hide the terror in their hearts.
“Yellow Dragon, what do you want?!” they shouted fiercely, trying to fend off the attacks from Long Cheng and the others.
The Yellow Dragon replied calmly, “What do you think I want?” His presence grew more imposing, making everyone hold their breath.
“Dare you kill us?! We are descendants of the Golden Dragon clan. If you kill us, you won’t be able to escape the Primordial Dragon Ruins!” Suddenly, Long Bin sneered and calmed down.
“That’s right, do you think you can escape?!” Long Zhi also calmed down and sneered.
But just as their voices faded, the Yellow Dragon flashed forward and appeared in front of them.
The two were shocked and instantly transformed into their Golden Dragon forms. Yet before they could act, the Yellow Dragon punched them both, sending them flying.
Even in their Golden Dragon forms, it was useless. They flew backward and crashed to the ground, causing cracks in the surroundings and the collapse of rocks—two huge dragon-shaped pits appeared.
“Pfft!” Blood sprayed from their mouths, staining the ground red, as they reverted to human form.
“Yellow Dragon, this…?” Long Cheng was shocked and tried to intervene, as the two were his brothers. No matter what, he couldn’t let the Yellow Dragon kill them in front of him! Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to face the Golden Dragon clan.
The Yellow Dragon raised a hand to stop Long Cheng from speaking, then flew above Long Bin and the other, grabbing them with both hands and bringing them before him.
“In the Valley of Falling Demons, Jun Xuan and his eight companions also said I wouldn’t dare kill them. But what happened in the end?” The Yellow Dragon’s gaze was icy.
Facing his gaze, Long Bin and the other trembled inwardly. They remembered that the Yellow Dragon had even dared to kill Jun Xuan and others from the Heavenly Dao Sect, and that warriors like Wu Huang from the Mysterious Yellow World had died at his hands. It wasn’t impossible for him to kill them here in the Primordial Dragon Ruins as well!
At this thought, their faces turned deathly pale.
“But don’t worry, I won’t kill you now!” Suddenly, the Yellow Dragon spoke, then threw them into a pile of rocks.
They crashed to the ground with a dull thud, feeling their bones and muscles shattered. Still, they felt relieved, as if they had escaped death—thanks to the Yellow Dragon’s words, “I won’t kill you now!”
“However, if you dare offend me again, Wu Huang and his eight companions will be your fate next time!” A murderous intent flashed in the Yellow Dragon’s eyes, his aura oppressive as a prison.

“Even if you are descendants of the Golden Dragon clan and flee to the ends of the earth or the farthest corners of the universe, I will still kill you!” The Yellow Dragon’s voice sounded like a soul-calling roar from hell, echoing in Long Bin and the other’s ears, making them break into cold sweats. “Brother Yellow Dragon, thank you!” At that moment, Long Cheng flew over and spoke to the Yellow Dragon with gratitude. No matter why the Yellow Dragon hadn’t killed Long Bin and Long Zhi, he was grateful. Moreover, the Yellow Dragon hadn’t put him in a difficult position. The Yellow Dragon nodded, then pointed and sent two beams of golden light into Long Bin and Long Zhi’s bodies, saying, “I’ve placed restrictions inside them now. We’ll take them with us; we’ll release them once we leave the Ancient Dragon Ruins!” “Good!” Long Cheng had no objections. With a swift motion, the Yellow Dragon trapped the two in the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron, sealing them in a certain space. “Let’s go!” After sealing the two in the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron, the Yellow Dragon vanished in a flash, with Long Cheng and the others following closely behind. Not long after the Yellow Dragon and his group left, the space fluctuated, and several groups of people appeared at the original location. They were other descendants of the dragon clan and the strong warriors they had brought along. Qing Cang was among them! “Brother Qing Cang, the power fluctuations just now were so intense. Who do you think is fighting here?” asked a descendant dressed in a Golden Dragon robe. This person was Long Cheng’s ninth brother, Long Yi. Although Long Yi wasn’t as strong as Long Cheng, Long Bin, and Long Zhi, among the descendants of the Golden Dragon clan, his strength ranked only just below those three, at tenth place in the early eras. Clearly, Qing Cang was someone he had brought along. “With such strong corpse energy, one of them must be Shi Wu Xing. And this sword energy must be left by Wu Men Wu Huang,” Qing Cang said. With a palm motion in the air, clusters of corpse energy appeared in his hand, along with piercing sword energy. “Shi Wu Xing? Wu Huang? Could it be that my second and third brothers’ groups are fighting here?” Long Yi asked in a deep voice. Qing Cang shook his head. “No!” “No?” Long Yi was surprised. Qing Cang nodded. “That’s right. Besides corpse poison energy and sword energy, there’s also innate star power, Hong Meng energy, and treasure energy!” “Innate star power, Hong Meng energy, treasure energy?” Long Yi frowned. “Who could this be?” He really couldn’t think of anyone among the strong warriors who entered the Ancient Dragon Ruins practicing these three types of cultivation methods. “All of this comes from sacred-grade path artifacts!” Qing Cang’s eyes sparkled. “Sacred-grade path artifacts!” Not only Long Yi but also the others were shocked. If all of this came from sacred-grade path artifacts, did that mean three such artifacts were present in the Ancient Dragon Ruins?

Long Yi thought even further—sacred artifacts of the Supreme Path, innate star power? The aura of Hongmeng?
“Could it be?” A flash of light appeared in Long Yi’s mind as he blurted out, “The Chaos Bell, the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth! Huang Long—could that Huang Long have infiltrated the Ancient Dragon Ruins?”
Everyone was shocked once again.
Qing Cang nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming sharply. “Search!” With that, he dashed off from his spot, flying in the exact direction in which Shi Wu Xing had fled.
Although he guessed that Huang Long had entered the Ancient Dragon Ruins, he couldn’t be sure who Huang Long really was!
“Could it be that Jin Guang?” Suddenly, Qing Cang paused, his gaze flickering, before sneering, “Jin Guang? Huang Long? I never thought you’d dare enter the Ancient Dragon Ruins. This time, I’ll make sure you can’t escape!”
Long Yi and the others followed closely behind Qing Cang.
In the blink of an eye, they disappeared.
While Qing Cang and the others were pursuing, Huang Long and Long Cheng were in a desolate valley deep within the Ancient Dragon Ruins. Huang Long was seated inside the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth, refining the divine bodies of Wu Huang and the others.
At this moment, Huang Long’s top priority was to boost his strength continuously.
In fact, Qing Cang was able to identify and guess Huang Long’s identity so easily because Huang Long had deliberately not erased those auras when leaving. Huang Long wanted Qing Cang and the others to guess his identity so they would go crazy searching for him.
For Huang Long, all these powerful warriors who had entered the Ancient Dragon Ruins were like nourishment—excellent nourishment!
The Ancient Dragon Ruins were vast. Instead of having Huang Long search for Qing Cang and the others, it was better to let them come looking for him.
“As long as I kill a few more warriors from the Twelfth Era and refine them, I can reach the peak of the later stage of the Twelfth Era, and even achieve sainthood through it!” Huang Long thought to himself.