Chapter 1096: Who Are You Really?

When Xing Haiyuan saw Huang Long slowly walking out, he was stunned at first, then filled with ecstasy. He wanted to speak, but at that moment, Huang Long raised his hand to silence his exclamation.
Seeing this, Xing Haiyuan stopped, though his expression still showed excitement and even reverence. After hearing about Huang Long’s attainment of sainthood, he thought it was someone with the same name. It was only later, from his father, that he confirmed this Huang Long was indeed the one he had met in the Abyss of Chaos.
Huang Long looked at Xing Haiyuan, whose face was filled with excitement and reverence, smiled, nodded at him, then turned to look at the members of the Sky Witch Sect.
There were eleven members in the Sky Witch Sect, one of whom was Huang Long’s “acquaintance”—Wu Lan, whom he had met in the Doumu Immortal Mansion in the Abyss of Chaos.
Wu Lan clearly had not forgotten Huang Long. Upon seeing him, her beautiful face showed surprise, but she wasn’t as terrified as Xing Haiyuan. Back then, in the Doumu Immortal Mansion, she had competed with Wu Zhi from the Infinite Gate for the Primordial Essence Stone. She had met Huang Long, who didn’t even possess the strength of five eras and didn’t even know his name. She remembered him only because, despite having no strength of five eras, he had managed to block Wu Zhi’s punch, which carried the strength of six eras.
So, she had no idea that the dark-haired young man who had left such a “deep impression” on her back then was the Huang Long who was now famous throughout the Three Thousand Great Worlds.
“You brat, who are you? Mind your own business!” The middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect, who had been sent flying by Huang Long, glared at him angrily and shouted. However, he didn’t attack immediately. Clearly, the fact that Huang Long could send him flying without even trying made him wary.
“Who am I?” Huang Long smiled slightly upon hearing this, then said calmly, “Bring out the Bo Yi Ice Flower!”
The middle-aged man’s face turned red with anger as he pointed at Huang Long, “Brat, you’re too arrogant! This is territory of the Sky Witch Sect!”
The headquarters of the Sky Witch Sect was located in the Sky Witch Divine Realm. Although it didn’t occupy the entire realm, the Bo Yi Ice Lake was still considered part of their territory.
“Eighth Senior Brother, I know this person!” At that moment, Wu Lan stepped forward and spoke up.
“Oh, you know him?” The middle-aged man was surprised.
“Yes. I met this brat in the Doumu Immortal Mansion. He managed to block Wu Zhi’s punch with the strength of four eras. I even mentioned it to you when I returned!” Wu Lan explained.

“Oh, so it’s this kid!” The middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect suddenly remembered. Back then, when Wu Lan returned from the Doumu Immortal Mansion and mentioned this to him, he had been shocked as well.
The idea of someone with the strength of four eras being able to withstand a strike from someone with the strength of six eras was something he had never heard of before. That’s why, upon Wu Lan mentioning it now, he recalled it immediately.
After confirming the “identity” and “strength” of this young man with black hair, the middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect felt relieved and completely at ease.
“Strength of four eras?” The middle-aged man turned to look at Huang Long, sneering coldly with malicious intent in his eyes.
Even if Huang Long was at the peak of the later stage of four eras at that time, and made further progress over these million years to reach the fifth era, it wouldn’t mean much to him. He was at the peak of the later stage of six eras!
“Kid, I thought you were an unparalleled warrior of ten eras. Turns out you’re just all show and no substance, pretending to be a hero here!” The middle-aged man continued, “Since you like to meddle, then I’ll show you the consequences of that!”
“You guys, go up there and give this kid a good beating. Remember, keep him alive!” The middle-aged man turned to his fellow disciples of the Sky Witch Sect and said.
Keeping him alive was naturally to force Huang Long to reveal his cultivation techniques.
Since Huang Long had managed to withstand a strike from someone with the strength of six eras using only the strength of four eras, he must have cultivated some extraordinary technique; otherwise, it would be impossible.
At this thought, the middle-aged man’s eyes became fanatical.
“Yes, Eighth Senior Brother!” Immediately, six disciples of the Sky Witch Sect rushed forward and surrounded Huang Long.
These six disciples were quite strong, with the weakest having the strength of the middle stage of five eras, and the strongest even reaching the middle stage of six eras.
Huang Long shook his head and smiled as he watched the six disciples closing in.
Then, under the watchful eyes of Wu Lan, the eighth disciple of the Sky Witch Sect, Xing Haiyuan, and others, the six disciples who had attacked Huang Long suddenly flew backward inexplicably, spewing blood from their mouths like rain.
This sudden change left the other disciples of the Sky Witch Sect stunned, unable to understand what was happening. They clearly saw that Huang Long hadn’t made any move!
“Eighth Senior Brother, there must be some expert helping this kid from behind!” After a while, Wu Lan whispered to the middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect.

The middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect was stunned for a moment before realizing something. He sneered at Huang Long, “I wondered why you were so bold—turns out you have a master protecting you.” With that, he glanced around the void, “Come out, friend. Do you think just by hiding in the shadows, we can’t deal with this kid?”
As he spoke, a black light emanated from his entire body, enveloping the surrounding void.
Yet, the void remained completely silent.
After hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Huang Long was stunned, his expression strange, before he couldn’t help but laugh.
Xing Haiyuan also laughed.
The other disciples of the Falling Star Palace looked at their young master laughing, confused as to why he was suddenly laughing.
“Kid, why are you laughing?!” The middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect was furious; Huang Long’s laughter sounded especially grating to him.
Huang Long stopped laughing and, too lazy to waste words, raised his hand and pulled the man in front of him. The middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect was unable to move, staring at Huang Long in terror.
“You, you!” he stammered.
At that moment, something moved inside the spatial artifact in his body, flying out and landing in front of Huang Long—it was the Frost Flower.
Wu Lan and several other disciples of the Sky Witch Sect watched as their Eighth Senior Brother was held captive by Huang Long. After being stunned, they turned pale with shock, staring at Huang Long, too afraid to step forward to rescue him.
“Who, who are you really?” the middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect asked, his face pale with fear.
Wu Lan also looked at Huang Long. Only now did she realize she didn’t know his identity either.
Huang Long didn’t answer. Instead, with a gentle wave of his hand, the Frost Flower fell into Xing Haiyuan’s hands.
Xing Haiyuan looked at the Frost Flower in his hands, his face lighting up with joy. Forgetting Huang Long’s earlier instruction, he blurted out, “Brother Huang Long, thank you!”