Chapter 1025: The Hunt Begins!

Long Cheng and his three companions sensed the approaching presence of Qing Cang and the others from afar, and their expressions changed.
“Young Clan Leader Long Cheng, wait—you don’t have to get involved,” Huang Long said upon seeing this.
Hearing this, Long Cheng pondered for a moment and said, “Brother Huang Long, do you really plan to take on Qing Cang and the others alone? As the saying goes, even the mightiest fist can’t overcome four hands. Though your strength has improved again, still—!”
Huang Long smiled. “It’s fine.”
“But really, you—!” Long Cheng tried to persuade him further, but Huang Long waved his hand and said, “Young Clan Leader Long Cheng, there’s no need to persuade me anymore. I’ve made up my mind!”
Seeing this, Long Cheng could only stop, shake his head in sigh, and then fly away with the other three.
In his opinion, no matter how strong Huang Long was, he couldn’t possibly withstand an attack from Qing Cang and the others!
Not to mention multiple opponents—even just Qing Cang alone was likely beyond Huang Long’s capabilities.
Qing Cang, the number one figure beneath the Saints—a title that had dominated for countless eras—had never had anyone challenge it. Every challenger had died at the hands of his Soul-Slaying Golden Halberd.
Moreover, besides Qing Cang, there was also Gu Han from the Infinite Gate, who was not much weaker than him.
Yet Long Cheng did not leave but hid in hiding with the other three at a distance.
Although he believed Huang Long was doomed to fail, he still held a glimmer of hope for him, as he still needed Huang Long’s help to find the Golden Dragon Dharma Pearl.
“Young Clan Leader Long Cheng, please persuade Brother Huang Long again. When Qing Cang, Gu Han, and the others arrive, no matter how strong Brother Huang Long is, he will surely perish!” one of them said.
The other two agreed.
“That’s right, Young Clan Leader Long Cheng—please persuade Brother Huang Long again!”
Though the three had no close relationship with Huang Long, they were still in the Ancient Dragon Ruins. With Huang Long around, they would be much safer.
If Huang Long died, it was easy to imagine that their time in the Ancient Dragon Ruins, facing Qing Cang and the others, would be extremely difficult.
Long Cheng shook his head and said, “As you can see, Brother Huang Long has made up his mind. My persuasion won’t help. I can only hope he can escape then!”
The other three fell silent.
Just then, sounds of breaking through the air came, along with powerful auras approaching from afar.
The four were shocked. Looking ahead, they saw the space fluctuating continuously as figures appeared one after another, surrounding Huang Long completely. Among them were Qing Cang from the Heavenly Dao Sect and Gu Han from the Infinite Gate.
There were no less than thirty of them!
Seeing this situation, Long Cheng and his three companions felt their hearts sink.

“Huang Long, it really is you!” Qing Cang, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, arrived and, upon seeing Huang Long standing with his arms crossed, sneered coldly, “I don’t know whether to praise your courage or your reckless ignorance—seeing us and still not running away?”
By now, Huang Long had reverted to his original appearance.
Huang Long glanced at Qing Cang, then scanned the people around him before saying calmly, “Run away? Why would I do that?”
“Still stubborn even at the brink of death?” Gu Han from the Infinite Gate snorted coldly, “Huang Long, you know why we’re here. Hand over the Chaos Bell and the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth!”
“Hand over the Chaos Bell and the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth!”
“Otherwise, we’ll ensure you die a gruesome death!”
“You can’t escape now!”
The powerful warriors around him began shouting. Some of them had lived for nine eras, some for ten, some for eleven. Although Huang Long was extremely strong—even Wu Huang had died at his hands—these people, relying on their numbers and the support of experts like Qing Cang and Gu Han, weren’t afraid of him at all.
Hearing their shouts, Huang Long remained calm and said slowly, “Is that so? Die a gruesome death? It seems everyone has arrived. Well then, the hunt can begin!”
The others were stunned. The hunt?
“Hahaha, Huang Long, what did you say? The hunt?” Jun De, the fourth disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, couldn’t help but mock after understanding Huang Long’s words, “I really don’t know if you’re crazy or stupid—can’t even distinguish between a hunter and prey!”
“What do you think?”
The powerful warriors around him burst into laughter, filled with mockery.
At that moment, Huang Long suddenly raised his head and looked at Jun De, smiling coldly, “Is that so? Then let’s start with you!”
After saying that, Huang Long vanished in a flash and reappeared right in front of Jun De, his speed so fast that even Gu Han from the Infinite Gate was shocked.
Jun De was filled with terror.
“Huang Long, how dare you be so bold in front of me!” Just then, Qing Cang shouted and took action. His consciousness had been fixed on Huang Long, and seeing Huang Long charging toward him, he sneered—this was exactly what he wanted.
With this move, he unleashed his strongest attack, drawing out his Soul-Slaying Golden Halberd and swinging it at Huang Long.
“Soul-Slay, Soul-Devour, Soul-Transform!”
Qing Cang roared, and the ancient characters for “soul” flew from his halberd, emitting intense golden light that formed thousands of soul characters. As these characters appeared, the powerful warriors around him felt as though their souls had been frozen, causing them to recoil in shock.
Thousands of soul characters rushed at Huang Long.

Yet, to Qing Cang’s surprise, Huang Long did not turn around. Instead, he threw a punch—just one punch—and once again, golden light burst forth, accompanied by a terrifying force that even Qing Cang found frightening. Thousands of soul characters shattered instantly! Finally, the essence of those soul characters reappeared and was reflected back into the Soul-Slaying Golden Halberd. But that wasn’t all; a force emanated from the halberd, forcing Qing Cang to retreat involuntarily as his arm went numb. Without even looking, Huang Long struck again at Jun De, one of the Four Disciples of the Heavenly Dao: “I spared you last time. This time, I won’t!” Huang Long’s cold voice rang out. Jun De screamed in terror, “No!” before being blown apart by a single punch—killed beyond death, with not even a trace of his soul remaining. Even under the attack of Qing Cang, the number one figure beneath the sages, the Four Disciples of the Heavenly Dao died, killed by a single punch from Huang Long! With a mere motion of his hands, Huang Long captured them and placed them inside the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron. The powerful warriors who had retreated due to Qing Cang’s attack now saw this scene as their bodies stabilized, and they stood frozen in shock, unable to move. “Dead? Jun De, who had just demanded that Huang Long leave him neither alive nor dead, is dead?!” “Not even Qing Cang’s attack could save him!” “That Huang Long actually pushed Qing Cang back!” Everyone’s minds were in chaos. Even Gu Han, who had intended to watch Qing Cang and Huang Long both suffer defeat, was stunned and could hardly believe it. The four people hiding in the distance, led by Long Cheng, were also mouth agape in astonishment. At that moment, Huang Long turned around and coldly scanned the surrounding powerful warriors, saying, “Who said I should hand over the Chaos Bell and the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron?”