Chapter 0168: A Divine-Level Powerhouse!

The simultaneous detonation of a hundred magic crystal cannons caused earthquakes, with mushroom-shaped clouds of black dust forming hundreds of feet in the sky.
When the deafening explosions ceased, all the soldiers stationed on the walls of the Blizzard Empire’s capital had turned to dust. Not a single one escaped!
The once-tall city walls, standing over dozens of feet high, were now reduced to ruins, ten feet shorter. Fragments of the walls flew through the air and even struck the Blizzard Empire’s army fighting against the Yin Ghost Empire from a distance of a thousand feet away, causing countless screams and casualties.
The hundred-thousand-strong Yin Ghost army also suffered heavy damage. Fortunately, they were protected by the Abyssal Yin Ghost Formation, though the massive black clouds created by this formation were greatly disrupted.
The citizens inside the Blizzard Empire’s capital, hearing these terrifying explosions as if the world itself were collapsing, screamed in panic throughout the city.
After a long while, a cold wind blew, dispersing the black dust in the sky.
“Huang Long, you… you!” At that moment, Lin Er’s furious roar was heard.
Under the cover of the Sacred Realms, Lin Er and the Sacred Realms of the Blizzard Empire stood atop the ruins, with disheveled hair, their faces covered in black and white marks. Their imperial crowns were nowhere to be seen, and their dragon robes were covered in dust, some even torn.
Lin Er no longer carried the dignity of an empire emperor; he looked like a beggar on the streets.
Facing this tragic scene, Lin Er’s heart was filled with shock, anger, and hatred, his desire to kill surging. Yet, in the face of Huang Long, he didn’t even know how to express his murderous rage.
Huang Long stared coldly at Lin Er, his brows flashing. Then, a massive monster appeared before everyone.
Seeing this enormous monster, likely over a hundred feet tall, Lin Er and the others were filled with shock. This monstrous creature was one that Huang Long had tamed on the Gods’ Continent—a deep-sea octopus-like beast, which Huang Long named Troy.
As Troy stepped forward, it unrestrainedly emitted its aura, that of a peak Sacred Realm powerhouse, overwhelming Lin Er and the others.
“A peak Sacred Realm powerhouse!” Lin Er and the Sacred Realms of the Blizzard Empire paled.
Then, Bog, Nat, and Gusta also released their auras. Bog and Nat’s auras weren’t particularly strong, but when Gusta and his magical pet, the Fat Lion, unleashed their auras, Lin Er and the Sacred Realms once again changed color in terror.
Peak Sacred Realm! Peak Sacred Realm!
Three peak Sacred Realm powerhouses!
No—four!
Lin Er and the others then thought of Huang Long.

Lin Er stared in horror at Troy, Gusta, Fat Lion, and Yellow Dragon—these three were under the control of three peak Saints from the Sacred Realm! Good heavens, how could this be? No one on the Hengyuan Continent even knew about it!
Lin Er felt as though the world was spinning around him. It was utterly unacceptable.
As Troy and the others emitted their imposing auras, Lin Er and the twenty-some Saints in the Sacred Realm, filled with terror, also released their auras to barely hold back the attack.
Yellow Dragon didn’t waste words. With a cold gaze, he slowly said, “Kill!”
As soon as his voice fell, Troy moved first. In a flash, his numerous giant tentacles surged toward the Saints of the Blizzard Empire.
Fast as the wind! Creating a howling gust through space.
Gusta also moved swiftly, swinging his long sword. A sword beam hundreds of feet long sliced through the air, heading straight for the Saints of the Blizzard Empire.
When Gusta moved, Fat Lion’s entire body trembled. His black fur bristled as he roared and lunged at the Saints of the Blizzard Empire with claws outstretched.
Borg and Nat also stepped in.
Yellow Dragon remained motionless, standing in midair, ignoring what Gusta and the others were doing. Instead, his eyes sharpened as he stared past the palace of the Blizzard Empire toward its imperial palace.
He hadn’t noticed anything before, but now, Yellow Dragon felt that the imperial palace of the Blizzard Empire was like a lurking giant beast, as if it might wake up at any moment.
Yellow Dragon’s gaze flashed. Could this be Lin Er’s reliance?
A peak Saint? Unlikely. A peak Saint wouldn’t make him feel uneasy. If not a peak Saint, then…
Just then, as if to confirm Yellow Dragon’s thoughts, a thunderous laugh echoed across the world. Then, a figure shot out from the imperial palace of the Blizzard Empire.
That figure was so fast that even Yellow Dragon couldn’t see clearly!
There were still dozens of miles between the imperial palace and the city walls of the Blizzard Empire. Yet, that figure instantly appeared at the city walls from miles away. Then, stretching out his hand, he struck at Troy, Gusta, and Fat Lion.
“Little peak Saints, daring to be arrogant in front of this emperor!” The newcomer’s voice was icy, filled with supreme authority.
Troy, Gusta, and Fat Lion were all terrified by this strike. Their faces turned pale, because this seemingly ordinary attack made them feel utterly unable to resist.
Just as they were in utter panic, suddenly, a deep roar rang out in the air: “Heavenly Galaxy!”

Then, a flash of light appeared between heaven and earth, and a beam of light formed a galaxy that spanned across it, blocking the attacker’s attacks. The attacker struck three times beneath this celestial galaxy, causing it to shatter under the force, as if forcibly stopped by some immense power.

Troy, Gusta, Fat Lion, Borg, and Nat, shocked, all retreated to Huang Long’s side. Especially Troy, Gusta, and Fat Lion, still in shock, stared at the figure wrapped in white light hundreds of feet away.

The saints of the Blizzard Empire also looked at this suddenly appearing powerhouse who had forced back Troy’s three top saints with disbelief!

Only Lin Er and Gai Li showed joy upon seeing the newcomer. They hurried forward and said respectfully, “Ancestor!”

An ancestor?! The saints of the Blizzard Empire were stunned, looking at the newcomer in disbelief. They had never known such an ancestor existed in the empire.

Considering the newcomer’s self-proclaimed title as an emperor, could it be one of the empire’s past emperors? But over the past thousand years, no emperor had possessed such great power—enough to force back the peaks of the three top saints, even with Huang Long, the number one figure below the divine realm, intervening. Otherwise, it was uncertain whether the peaks of Troy’s three top saints could even escape unscathed.

The newcomer responded indifferently to Lin Er and Gai Li’s bow with a mere “hm,” then focused on Huang Long with interest. “You are that Huang Long?” he said slowly. “As expected, you haven’t disappointed me. I can sense the great vitality in your body.”

Huang Long glared coldly at the newcomer. Lin Er indeed had a backup plan.

A divine realm powerhouse?!

A golden light flashed in Huang Long’s eyes. He stepped forward, but the white light surrounding the newcomer writhed, blocking the golden light.

Huang Long’s eyes cleared again, and he frowned.

“Huh!” The newcomer exclaimed in surprise.

“What formidable mental power!” After being astonished, his eyes lit up as he stared at Huang Long like he was looking at a prized prey.

“Young master, is it a divine realm powerhouse?!” Gusta, shocked, stepped behind Huang Long and spoke up.

Only a divine realm powerhouse could force back three people with a single strike.

Huang Long shook his head.

Gusta and the others were stunned. Not a divine realm? Could it be someone at the peak of the saint realm as well—another “abnormally” powerful peak saint?

“A god-tier powerhouse!” As Gusta and the others were still puzzled, Huang Long slowly spoke.

A god-tier powerhouse!

It was actually a god-tier powerhouse!

Everyone, including Lin Er and Gai Li, was stunned, then all looked at the newcomer with terror on their faces.
The newcomer was clearly also surprised. After a moment of hesitation, he burst into loud laughter that shook the clouds in the sky. There seemed to be supreme magic in that laughter, leaving Gusta and the others pale with shock.
Seeing this, Huang Long thought quickly and summoned the Five Directions Flags. Golden lotuses, white mist, red clouds, and green lotuses emerged from the flags, protecting a space of a hundred feet around him. Only then were Gusta and the others unaffected.
The newcomer stopped laughing and stared at the Five Directions Flags around Huang Long, wondering, “Divine artifacts?!” Then he shook his head and said, “No.”
Earlier, he had heard Lin Er describe the wonders of Huang Long’s weapons, but seeing them with his own eyes still filled him with amazement.
“Kid, not bad. I didn’t expect you to be able to recognize me as a god-tier powerhouse. But I’m curious—how did you figure it out?” The newcomer turned his gaze from the flags back to Huang Long.
Indeed, it had been over a thousand years since he returned to the Hengyuan Continent, and no one had ever realized his existence as a god-tier powerhouse.
“Is that important?” Huang Long asked slowly, his gaze sharpening.
“Hehe, indeed not important. Because for a dead man, it’s already irrelevant!” After saying that, the newcomer flashed forward and appeared in front of Huang Long, then reached out with his hand.
As his right hand extended, a surge of radiant light energy condensed and spread out in ripples. Everything around Huang Long—above and below—seemed to be within reach of his gesture.
“Divine Light Power!” Huang Long was shocked. With a thought, he instantly entered the Group of Immortals along with Gusta and the others. At the same time, the opponent’s attack was unleashed, accompanied by a roar. The waves of radiant energy turned everything around into nothingness.
The newcomer seemed unprepared for Huang Long and the others to escape his incredibly powerful and swift attack.
Gone? He scanned the area with his mental power.
Not there?! Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from above: “The Dayan Annihilation Sword Formation!”
Lin Er and the others looked up in shock. High in the sky, a sword rang out, shaking the space. Instantly, thousands of sword beams appeared, enveloping an area of several miles.
In an instant, those thousands of sword beams descended like a storm. From afar, the area seemed covered in cold light.
“Trivial tricks!” As Lin Er and the others were terrified, the “ancestor” waved his fists.
“Lightning Light!”

A burst of thunderous light flashed across the sky, instantly dissipating those countless sword beams. With their disappearance, the figure of the yellow dragon appeared in mid-air. After delivering a punch with both fists, that “ancestral being” moved behind the yellow dragon, his eyes glowing coldly as he slapped his hands together: “Absolute Prison!”