Chapter 1097: The Arrival of the Sacred Ancestor of Witchcraft

“Brother Huanglong, thank you!” Xing Haiyuan’s voice echoed in the ears of the disciples of the Sky Witch Sect and the Falling Star Palace.
When Wu Lan first heard it, she found it familiar, but she couldn’t immediately connect the young man with black hair before her to the Huanglong who was currently making waves throughout the Three Thousand Great Worlds!
“Huang, Huanglong, are you… are you Huanglong?!” Just as Wu Lan and the other disciples of the Sky Witch Sect and the Falling Star Palace finally realized Huanglong’s identity, suddenly, the middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect, who was held high in the air by Huanglong, started screaming loudly.
The middle-aged man’s eyes were filled with terror, his face expressing disbelief as chaos ensued. It seemed he had now connected the young man with black hair before him to the Huanglong who was causing such a stir in the Three Thousand Great Worlds.
Hearing the man’s screams, Wu Lan and the disciples of the Sky Witch Sect were stunned. Then, realizing something, their faces turned pale with fear, their eyes wide with terror—just like those of the Eighth Senior Brother.
Only then did Xing Haiyuan realize he had spoken carelessly. He looked at Huanglong with embarrassment.
Huanglong glanced at the middle-aged man from the Sky Witch Sect and said, “That’s right, I am Huanglong. Now get lost!” With a slight wave of his hand, the middle-aged man was flung flying away.
Wu Lan and the other disciples of the Sky Witch Sect were also sent flying.
After rolling for a long distance, the middle-aged man landed, looking disheveled and terrified. He got up quickly, not daring to stay any longer, and fled in a panic, scrambling away without a clear direction.
Wu Lan and the other disciples of the Sky Witch Sect also didn’t dare to stay and hurriedly fled as well.
Huanglong watched indifferently as the disciples of the Sky Witch Sect ran away.
He didn’t kill them because he wasn’t afraid of the Sacred Ancestor of Witchcraft behind them. Right now, Huanglong just wanted to gather the five spirit talismans—prefering to avoid trouble if possible.
“Brother Huanglong, this…” Seeing the disciples of the Sky Witch Sect leave, Xing Haiyuan stepped forward, looking embarrassed like a child who had done something wrong, somewhat at a loss.
After all, it was all because of him.
Now that the disciples of the Sky Witch Sect knew Huanglong’s identity and had fled back, they might report him to the Sacred Ancestor of Witchcraft—so the matter wasn’t over yet.
Seeing this, Huanglong smiled and said, “It’s fine.” Then he added, “I’ll take you back to the Star King Great World now. Please convey my regards to the Holy Lord of the Falling Star Palace!”
Xing Haiyuan nodded deeply, while the disciples of the Falling Star Palace looked panicked and reverent.
Immediately afterward, Huanglong waved his hands and chanted a spell. In an instant, Xing Haiyuan and the disciples of the Falling Star Palace vanished into thin air. After a whirlwind of motion, they arrived back in the Star King Great World.

Back then, during the Golden Dragon Sacred Lord’s wedding, this very trick was used to send Huang Long and the others to the Primordial Dragon Ruins. At that time, Huang Long was still in awe of it. Now, Huang Long’s strength far surpassed that of the Golden Dragon Sacred Lord, making it easy for him to use this trick.

After sending Jiang Xinghaiyuan and the others back to the Star King’s Great World, Huang Long flashed forward and arrived at the deepest part of the Bo Yi Ice Lake in just a few breaths. Following the memories of the World Tree, he reached out in front of the lake.

A brilliant light burst forth in the void ahead, as one after another restriction was broken. Then, a spirit talisman very similar to the previous one appeared before Huang Long. With a single palm motion, Huang Long captured the talisman and held it in his hand. He felt delighted upon seeing it—his second talisman was in hand! As long as he could find the remaining three, he would be able to open the Wuji Universe Passage and enter the Wuji Universe.

“Huang Long, get out here!” Suddenly, a furious roar came from the distant sky, loud as thunder, echoing throughout the area. With the sound, the ice mist over the entire Bo Yi Ice Lake dispersed, and even the water within the lake began to stir violently.

Huang Long remained indifferent, breaking through the ice lake to reach the sky. The Witch Sacred Ancestor had finally arrived!

Yet, instead of fleeing, Huang Long waited patiently for him to come. Although he didn’t want trouble, that didn’t mean he was afraid of it.

In just a few blinks, a massive dark cloud rushed rapidly toward the Bo Yi Ice Lake from the distant horizon. From afar, it resembled hundreds of millions of howling demons from hell, covering half of the sky. Wherever it passed, the land for hundreds of millions of miles below became completely dark.

Soon, the dark cloud arrived in front of Huang Long and stopped. From within the cloud, waves of witchcraft energy, almost like demonic aura, rose, rolled, and drifted. At the center of the cloud sat a giant figure, barely visible amidst the witchcraft energy.

One half of this giant figure’s face was green, the other half red. It had two huge horns on its head and two enormous wings on its back. Its entire body was covered in golden scales that emitted a brilliant golden light. Below the giant figure was a two-headed beast with blood-red eyes.

Huang Long knew that these two-headed beasts were poisonous curses raised by the Witch Sacred Ancestor.

“Huang Long, right? Why not run? Do you know you can’t escape, so you’re not trying?” After the dark cloud stopped, the giant figure spoke, its voice deep, cold, and mocking.

Run? Huang Long sneered at those words.

“Well, thinking about it, you’re just a junior who’s just achieved sanctity—so you can only bully those half-saints and show off in front of them!” the Witch Divine Ancestor continued to mock.

Huang Long remained indifferent. “Is that so?”

Compared to the Golden Crow Demon Saint, this Witch Divine Ancestor was much stronger, but he was only at the mid-stage of the Dao Union realm. For Huang Long, dealing with him was merely a bit troublesome.

“Huang Long, you’ve killed several of my disciples. Now you’ve come to my Tianwu Divine Realm and attacked my disciples. If you don’t give me an explanation today, you’ll never be allowed to leave!” The Witch Divine Ancestor’s body was filled with intense witchcraft energy, and two green lights shot from his eyes.

“An explanation? Oh, what kind of explanation do you want?” Huang Long asked coldly.

“Leave behind all the sacred-grade Dao artifacts on you. As for the sacred-grade spiritual veins, the Wanluo Divine Water, and the rest, I can do without them!” the Witch Divine Ancestor said gravely. “Then go back with me to the headquarters of the Tianwu Sect and atone in front of all my disciples, and I’ll let you go!”

Leave behind all the sacred-grade Dao artifacts!

Atone in front of the Tianwu Sect’s disciples!

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Huang Long’s eyes. This Witch Divine Ancestor really had enormous demands. Moreover, forcing Huang Long to atone in front of mere lowly disciples of the Tianwu Sect was outright humiliation. If this got out, how could Huang Long face the other saints?

It seemed the Witch Divine Ancestor truly thought Huang Long was just a newcomer who had just achieved sanctity and was at the early stage of the Supreme Realm, believing he could easily defeat him.

“I have a suggestion too,” Huang Long said calmly.

“Oh? Hehe, go ahead,” the Witch Divine Ancestor said, thinking Huang Long wanted to negotiate “terms.” In truth, he already knew Huang Long would never agree to atoning in front of the Tianwu Sect’s disciples.

Did Huang Long want to cancel this condition?

“My suggestion is that you leave behind all the sacred-grade Dao artifacts on you,” Huang Long said. “Then I might consider letting you go!”