Chapter 1092: The Power of the Xuanhuang Sacred Lord

Feeling his strength continuously growing, the Yellow Dragon couldn’t help but raise its head and roar. Its majestic dragon power radiated from the Divine Wasteland Furnace, causing all the undead, ghosts, and demons within a hundred million miles of the Grave Abyss to tremble on the ground, wailing incessantly.
Above the snowfields of the Grave Abyss, a golden hurricane spun and expanded. It was only after some time that the Yellow Dragon reined in its power.
“Now that I’ve broken through to the Dao-Union realm, the next step is to gather materials to ascend to the Sacred Grade!” the Yellow Dragon murmured to itself.
Only when its true body reached the Sacred Grade could it truly stand at the pinnacle of the Hunyuan Sage!
Once its true body became a Sacred Grade divine artifact, no one—except those at the Hunyuan Daluo realm—could harm it anymore.
Among the three thousand great worlds, the only known being at the Hunyuan Daluo realm was the Central Sacred Lord!
Of course, this was what was known. The Xuanhuang Sacred Lord, who had already reached the late stage of the Dao-Union realm, might have broken through to the Daluo realm as well. The Three-Life Sacred King, who possessed the Three-Life Stone, might also have surpassed the Daluo realm!
With a flash, the Yellow Dragon left the Divine Wasteland Furnace and flew away from the snowfields. Yet, it did not leave the Grave Abyss.
Though the Grave Abyss was filled with numerous restrictions, it was also rich in treasures. The Yellow Dragon certainly wouldn’t miss such opportunities—perhaps the materials needed for its true body to reach the Sacred Grade could be found here.
Of course, in addition to finding these materials, the Yellow Dragon also needed fragments of the World Tree.
Although the World Tree could draw the primal forces of those at the Hunyuan Taishang realm, it was the fragments of the World Tree that were essential for achieving voidhood, mastering the laws of the universe, and fully restoring its former strength.
Since the Yellow Dragon had reached the Dao-Union realm, using the Spirit-Communicating Jade to search for treasures was even more effective than before.
A radiant glow emanated from the Jade, covering an area of a million miles, leaving no treasures hidden.
A month later…
At the Yellow Dragon’s speed, it had searched the entire Grave Abyss. During this month, it had indeed found many materials needed for its true body to reach the Sacred Grade—only six more were missing. It had also gathered numerous fragments of the World Tree.
Though not as many as those in the Ruins Continent, there were still tens of thousands.
Since the World Tree drew the primal forces of Qingcang and Xuan Sheng, the Yellow Dragon didn’t need to sit in meditation to absorb them. As it searched for treasures, its true body continuously merged these primal forces, allowing its strength to increase significantly in just one month.
Combined with the constant absorption of World Tree fragments, the Yellow Dragon’s strength reached the peak of the mid-stage Dao-Union realm, while the World Tree itself also reached the mid-stage Dao-Union realm.

However, just as Huang Long was about to leave the Grave Abyss, murmurs came from ahead.
“This time, the War of All Races won’t take place in the Grave Abyss—it’s set in the Central Great World!”
“Oh? Really?!”
“It’s absolutely true. This is an order from the Central Sacred Lord!”
“An order from the Central Sacred Lord?!”
“That’s right. Aside from the Wei Long Great World, the Pangu Great World, and the Wan Mo Great World, 99% of the Holy Ones from the Three Thousand Great Worlds have agreed!”
“If that’s the case, it must be true! What about your teacher, the Xuan Huang Sacred Lord?”
Xuan Huang Sacred Lord?! Hearing this, Huang Long’s heart stirred.
“My teacher? Haha, needless to say—he certainly agrees. Hehe, to tell you the truth, my teacher has already attained the Dalo realm a while ago!”
“What?! The Xuan Huang Sacred Lord has already reached the Dalo realm?!”
“Hehe, yes. Anyway, during the War of All Races in a few years, my teacher will go in person, and all the holy ones will surely know. There’s no harm in telling you now!”
“Congratulations, Xi Ban! With the Xuan Huang Sacred Lord having reached the Dalo realm, he’s now the second most powerful being in the Three Thousand Great Worlds. From now on, you should take better care of us brothers!”
“No need for formalities. Why bother with such pleasantries between brothers? Your teacher, the Wu Liang Sacred Lord, is also extremely powerful.” Saying this, the young man in the Xuan Huang robe glanced around, cast a restriction spell, and said, “To be honest, before the War of All Races, my teacher will use the sacred blood of the Hong Meng Sacred King to sacrifice at the War of All Races platform!”
“What?! Using the sacred blood of the Hong Meng Sacred King to sacrifice at the platform?!”
“Of course. Hehe, sacred blood has never been used for sacrifices during past Wars of All Races. Using the Hong Meng Sacred King’s blood this time is a truly grand event!” The young man in the Xuan Huang robe smiled proudly.
“That Hong Meng Sacred King—rumor has it he’s Huang Long’s teacher?!”
“Huang Long? Heh, just a saint who recently reached the Hun Yuan realm. In my teacher’s eyes, the Xuan Huang Sacred Lord, he’s no different from an ordinary person!”
“That’s right! Even the Hong Meng Sacred King was sealed by the Xuan Huang Sacred Lord. A mere Huang Long is nothing at all!”
“Exactly. It’s the Golden Dragon clan behind Huang Long and that guy Wei Long from the Wei Long Great World who pose some trouble. But now that my teacher has reached the Dalo realm, there’s nothing to worry about. Even that old Wei Long isn’t a match for him!” The young man in the Xuan Huang robe looked triumphant.
With the Xuan Huang Sacred Lord having reached the Dalo realm, he would become the disciple of the second most powerful saint in the universe. Other saint disciples would surely show him respect and flattery!
The disciple Bai Wu Liang before them was the best example.

At that moment, the barriers he had set up suddenly emitted a brilliant light before collapsing with a loud noise. Alarmed, he looked up and saw a young man with black hair and a murderous expression slowly approaching him. It was naturally Huang Long. Although the other party had set up barriers, they were meaningless to him; he could hear everything clearly. “Who are you?!” The young man in the Xuanhuang robe was shocked at first but quickly regained composure. His body radiated Xuanhuang light as he watched Huang Long warily. Another blond man beside him also summoned his divine weapon. “Who am I?” Huang Long replied indifferently. With a gesture of his hand, he brought the two men right in front of him. The two felt unable to move, their eyes filled with terror. “You just said that during the War of All Races, the Xuanhuang Holy Lord wants to use the sacred blood of the Hongmeng Holy King as an offering?” A cold glint appeared in Huang Long’s eyes. Using the sacred blood of the Hongmeng Holy King as an offering! “Who are you?” The young man in the Xuanhuang robe suddenly widened his eyes in shock. “Are you Huang Long?!” The other man also trembled violently. “You’re not completely stupid!” Huang Long sneered. Suddenly, the young man in the Xuanhuang robe burst into laughter. After stopping laughing, he said, “How ridiculous. Huang Long, do you think you can capture me, threaten my master, the Xuanhuang Holy Lord, and then let your master, the Hongmeng Holy King, go?” “You? You overestimate yourself!” Huang Long said indifferently. With another gesture of his hand, a beam of golden light entered the minds of the two men, searching through their memories. After a while, Huang Long withdrew his hand. Under the terrified gazes of the two men, his body suddenly burned and vanished from existence. Without even glancing at them, Huang Long looked toward the central world and muttered to himself, “War of All Races!”