Chapter 0159: Complete Humiliation

For thousands of years, no one had ever dared to oppose the Dragon Clan!
But now, for the first time, this rule was broken by the Yellow Dragon. Moreover, the World Alliance had emerged as well.
The actions of the World Alliance were just as extreme as those of the Yellow Dragon!
They destroyed the palace of the Dragon Language Empire in one night!
The emperor of the Dragon Language Empire and all his princes were killed!
Not a single one of the saints stationed in the palace escaped!
“Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, we… we…” Isi, the second eldest of the Dragon Clan, looked shocked and hesitant, wanting to say something but not daring to speak.
Dragon Emperor Feili’s expression shifted constantly. After a while, he sighed and said, “Do we really have to retreat?”
Although Isi didn’t say it outright, he guessed what the other party wanted to say.
Eight days!
Eight days, sixteen sacred realms!
Both the Dragon Clan and the Church had lost eight sacred realms each.
Eight sacred realms were still tolerable for the Dragon Clan and the Church, as their foundations remained strong. But if this continued, among their sixty sacred realms, few would likely remain for the Dragon Clan or the Sacred Mountain.
Not only the powerful saints, but even the one million two hundred thousand troops had lost eight hundred thousand!
If this went on for another four days, the remaining four hundred thousand troops would also be captured by the Yellow Dragon.
Pope Haides also frowned deeply, his once peaceful face now lined with wrinkles as if they had appeared overnight.
“Then let’s retreat first!” Eventually, Dragon Emperor Feili said to the elders of the Dragon Clan.
Seeing this, Pope Haides had no choice but to agree.
Retreat!
Under no other option, the Dragon Clan and the Church could only make this choice.
Seeing that the Dragon Emperor and Pope had finally ordered a retreat, the elders of the Dragon Clan and the saints of the Church all breathed a sigh of relief.
For them, the path to the Kingdom of Lutong was now a path to hell—a path of blood and death.
And now, they no longer had to continue down that path.
“However, even if we retreat, I’m afraid the Yellow Dragon won’t stop here!” Pope Haides said gravely.
His words instantly dampened everyone’s excitement.
Yes, it was the Dragon Clan and the Church’s decision to retreat, but that didn’t mean the Yellow Dragon would stop pursuing them!
Soon, everyone fell into a heavy silence.
“Retreat separately!” Dragon Emperor Feili finally made his decision.
Rather than die together, it was better to separate. No matter how powerful the Yellow Dragon was, it couldn’t create dozens of avatars to ambush them all.
Of course, it would depend on who was unlucky enough to be chosen by the Yellow Dragon.
Pope Haides also gave such an order to the people of the Church.

In the end, the elders of the Dragon Clan and the saints of the Church could only retreat and flee for their lives. As they parted, the Dragon Clan elders bid each other farewell with tears in their eyes. After living together for thousands of years, it was uncertain whether they would ever meet again on Dragon Island. The same was true for the Church members. The allied forces had come with great confidence and a sense of invincibility, never expecting such an outcome. Even before arriving, both sides had already decided on how to deal with the Yellow Dragon. But they never thought about how the Yellow Dragon would deal with them. The Dragon Clan and the Church finally retreated! Not long after the Dragon Emperor and the Pope made their decision, news spread across the Hengyuan Continent, triggering waves of murmurs. “The Dragon Clan and the Church were scared by the Yellow Dragon and fled!” “I told you they were cowards!” “The Dragon Emperor and the Pope have lost all face. Sigh, we shouldn’t have severed ties with the Huang family in the first place.” People discussed, lamented, and mocked the retreat of the Dragon Clan and the Church, with many regretting their decision to distance themselves from the Huang family. How could anyone have predicted such an outcome when the Dragon Clan and the Church fled? In the Blizzard Empire, upon hearing this news, Lin Er seemed to age greatly. He sat dejectedly in the Dragon Palace, which was empty, with cold winds blowing in from every corner. The last time, on the third day after the Yellow Dragon attacked the Dragon Clan and the Church, he had, after listening to Daina and Gaili, reluctantly ordered Zhao Miao to be deposed and sent to the cold palace. … With the Dragon Clan and the Church in flight, the Yellow Dragon was naturally aware of it. Yet this was not what the Yellow Dragon desired. After all, as the Dragon Emperor thought, the Yellow Dragon couldn’t create dozens of clones to eliminate all forty-four sacred realms. Unless the Yellow Dragon overcame the heavenly calamity and reached the level of an immortal. For now, it could only kill one by one. The Yellow Dragon separated its essence and pursued the members of the Dragon Clan and the Church separately. After some consideration, the Yellow Dragon decided on its targets: the second elder of the Dragon Clan, Yi Xi, and the Supreme Cardinal of the Church, Keel! These two held positions second only to the Dragon Emperor and the Pope within their respective groups. Of course, the Yellow Dragon wasn’t unwilling to target the Dragon Emperor and the Pope, but with its current peak-level cultivation in the sacred realm, killing them would be difficult! After separating from the Dragon Emperor and the others, the second elder of the Dragon Clan, Yi Xi, used his speed techniques to fly swiftly toward Dragon Island, appearing like a streak of golden light in the distance. Although Yi Xi wasn’t a peak-level master of the sacred realm, he was extremely close to that level.

Half a day later, deep in a dense forest, Yi Si finally stopped to catch his breath, feeling relieved. Since the Yellow Dragon hadn’t pursued him for so long, its target must not be him after all.
“Finally, I can rest!” Yi Si sighed with relief.
“You really want to rest? Then I’ll ensure you rest forever from now on.” Just as Yi Si began to use his cultivation techniques to recover, the Yellow Dragon’s demonic voice rang out.
Instantly, Yi Si froze, his face turning deathly pale. Standing up, he turned around and saw the Yellow Dragon, wearing a faint smile.
“Y-Yellow Dragon!” Seeing the Yellow Dragon, Yi Si’s tongue seemed to fail him as he stammered. He never imagined he would be so lucky as to be chosen by the Yellow Dragon.
“Why? Why me?” Yi Si shouted in frustration. Why had the Yellow Dragon chosen him?
There were still forty-four sacred realms left to escape.
“Why? Oduo is the eldest of the dragon clan, so as the second eldest, you naturally have to follow behind,” the Yellow Dragon said, a murderous intent flashing in its eyes.
Before Yi Si could speak again, he looked at the Yellow Dragon in disbelief before collapsing.
At the same time, the Yellow Dragon’s essence was elsewhere, killing Koel, the High Priest in red. When Koel saw the Yellow Dragon’s essence, his expression and reaction were similar to those of Yi Si, the second eldest of the dragon clan. However, unlike Yi Si, Koel made some futile attacks before dying.
After killing Yi Si and Koel, the Yellow Dragon stopped pursuing other clans and the Holy See’s forces, instead targeting those four hundred thousand troops. Four days later, it gathered them all under the Sky-Piercing Umbrella.
These one million two hundred thousand troops would be extremely useful to the Yellow Dragon. Since they were part of both the dragon clan and the Holy See’s armies, the Yellow Dragon intended to control them all using the divine imprinting technique. If the dragon clan’s army attacked the Holy See, while the Holy See’s army attacked Dragon Island, how would the dragon clan and the Holy See react? What expressions would they show? If the dragon clan killed the Holy See’s army attacking Dragon Island, and the Holy See killed the dragon clan’s army attacking the Sacred Mountain, would they still form an alliance?
Over ten days later, the Yellow Dragon returned to the Huang family in the Kingdom of Lutong. The entire Huang family was overjoyed, filled with celebration. A month earlier, when the armies of the dragon clan and the Holy See advanced, everyone avoided the Huang family’s residence. But now, both inside and outside the house, even along the surrounding walls, there were crowds everywhere.

The family heads who had severed ties with the Huang family and once rejoiced in their misfortune now all wore forced smiles and bowed low. “It was my own blindness, Brother Huang… I beg your forgiveness!” These family heads were drenched in sweat in front of Huang Wei, unsure whether it was from heat or cold. Shortly after Huang Long returned, the bodies of King Oud of the Lu Tong Kingdom and Kas, the palace’s top warrior, were hung in the grand hall of the Lu Tong Kingdom palace. It was not until the next day that the ministers of the Lu Tong Kingdom entered the hall and saw them. Instantly, various rumors spread. Of course, most people believed it was related to Huang Long. In fact, their guesses were correct—Huang Long had ordered Gusta to do it. While intercepting the dragon clan and the Church’s army, Huang Long discovered a secret letter written by King Oud of the Lu Tong Kingdom, at Kas’s instigation, to the dragon clan and the Church. In the letter, King Oud confessed to the Dragon Emperor that he would cooperate with the dragon clan and the Church from within to wipe out the Huang family. “Dragon, was it you who did this to King Oud?” Huang Xiong asked, his expression serious in the Huang family hall. “Yes,” Huang Long replied without intent to hide it. “I ordered Gusta to do it.” “What? You!” Huang Xiong’s face darkened. At that moment, Zhao Rong couldn’t help but speak up, “Dragon, what exactly happened?” Huang Long took out the letter Oud had written to the dragon clan and the Church and showed it to them. Upon reading it, Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong’s expressions changed repeatedly before finally calming down a bit. Huang Xiong sighed deeply. “Even so, you still can’t kill the king. After all, that goes against the principles of loyalty between ruler and subject.” But Zhao Rong spoke angrily, “What principles of loyalty! If not for you helping him rise to power, he would never have become king. Now he repays our kindness with betrayal, turning against us along with the dragon clan and the Church. In my opinion, he deserves to die! He must die!” Huang Xiong’s expression turned serious as he prepared to argue further, when a guard outside reported, “Angela, the head of the Anni family, has come with Miss An Qingqing to see you.” “Angela?!” Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong were stunned, then turned to look at their son, Huang Long. This time, with the arrival of the dragon clan and the Church and the defection of various families from the Huang family—including the Anni family—things had become complicated due to the relationship between Huang Liang, the third son, and Angela’s youngest daughter, An Qingqing. Thus, they didn’t know how to handle the situation.

“Let him in.” Huang Long pondered for a moment before telling the guard. Once the guard left, Huang Long turned to a maid from the Huang family and ordered her to bring the third young master to the hall.