Chapter 0169: The Power of Gods

With a single slap from the opponent, white light swirled everywhere, instantly forming a massive circular orb of light.
This orb of light was entirely composed of light, enclosing the entire space around the Yellow Dragon—up, down, left, and right—along with the dragon itself.
Trapped inside the orb, the Yellow Dragon exerted all his strength to channel his inner energy and slapped his hands together.
“Five Peaks Qi Gang!”
Gusts of wind from the five directions formed five mountains, which slammed fiercely against the orb. To the Yellow Dragon’s surprise, the orb rotated, and the light surged, generating a powerful force that resembled towering mountains. When the Five Peaks Qi Gang struck it, there was no sound at all—nothing could be shaken.
“Hehe, kid, this is an impenetrable prison. Even the strongest gods cannot break through it. How can you, a peak Saint Realm being, think you can do it? Ridiculous! Now, die!” Standing outside, the ancient ancestor sneered, raising one hand as his divine light gathered, ready to strike the trapped Yellow Dragon.
“Your body is still useful to me, so you should be grateful to remain whole!” After delivering that strike, it seemed the ancient ancestor already saw the Yellow Dragon’s dead body.
But in an instant, his smile froze.
The divine light strike passed through the absolute prison space he had created, only to miss its target.
It disappeared?! Shock appeared in the ancient ancestor’s eyes.
In his own absolute prison space, could a mere peak Saint Realm being escape? And do so without him even noticing?
He recalled what Lin Er had said earlier about the opponent disappearing within the Dragon Clan’s Dragon Pearl barrier, frowning.
As the divine light strike missed, a loud noise of a mountain collapsing came from dozens of miles away.
Lin Er and the others watched in horror from afar.
The ancient ancestor was actually a god-tier powerhouse! This was something Lin Er didn’t even know. He only knew that this ancient ancestor had appeared over a thousand years ago, and it was because of his orders that the Youwu Empire was renamed the Blizzard Empire.
As for the ancient ancestor’s identity, perhaps only the emperor who ruled over a thousand years ago knew. It wasn’t mentioned in the Blizzard Empire’s secret records.
He had assumed the ancient ancestor was a strong being of the Divine Realm, but the idea of him being a god-tier being never crossed his mind—because it seemed almost impossible.
“Kid, do you really think you can escape like this?!” At that moment, the ancient ancestor’s furious shout interrupted Lin Er’s thoughts.
“I’ll show you how hard it is to hide!” With a fierce shout, white flames erupted all over the ancient ancestor’s body.
Divine Light Fire!

Reaching the divine level and possessing a divine essence, one wields the flame of a god. When that ancient ancestor unleashed the Divine Light Flame, he roared loudly, his entire body engulfed in blazing flames. Soon, the space around him turned into an ocean of divine fire. Under the Divine Light Flame, everything in its path turned into white light before being absorbed into the flames.

Inside the Immortals Pavilion, Huang Long frowned. This inferior immortal artifact had suddenly become warm. The spirit of the Immortals Pavilion, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, turned red all over and roared like thunder. As the ancient ancestor used the Divine Light Flame to turn everything around him into white light and absorb it, he also used his divine consciousness to observe his surroundings. At that moment, his gaze sharpened. Hundreds of feet away, there was still a speck of dust, several times finer than a hair, that hadn’t melted. Just as the ancient ancestor thought about it, the speck of dust disappeared suddenly, and a powerful force struck from behind him, accompanied by a voice that said, “Divine Fiend Dragon Wave!”

In the distance, Lin Er and the others were shocked to see a five-clawed golden dragon over 300 feet long roaring angrily. Then, it opened its mouth, and a wave of energy formed by the dragon rushed straight at the ancient ancestor.

It illuminated the heavens and earth! With a loud boom, the five-clawed golden dragon’s powerful strike hit the ancient ancestor. Seeing this, Lin Er and the others felt deeply concerned. Could it be that even the ancient ancestor, a divine-level powerhouse, couldn’t deal with Huang Long?

Huang Long stood atop the five-clawed golden dragon, holding the Immortals Pavilion in his hands. The dragon’s strike didn’t bring much surprise to him, because the opponent was a divine-level powerhouse, not a being from the divine realm! If it had been a being from the divine realm, Huang Long would have been confident in dealing heavy damage to them. But a divine-level powerhouse? After taking the heavy strike from the five-clawed golden dragon, the ancient ancestor retreated dozens of miles.

Dozens of miles away, the Divine Fiend Dragon Wave disappeared. After that strike, the ancient ancestor’s true appearance was revealed. The white light vanished, revealing a young man. This young man exuded an intimidating aura—not just that of a divine-level powerhouse, but also that of someone who had long held a high position. From afar, he resembled an emperor who ruled over life and death in the universe.

After stabilizing himself, the ancient ancestor patted his dragon robe and looked at Huang Long, laughing cruelly. “Young man, good job. I underestimated you. A mere peak Saint Realm being could actually injure this emperor!” Although it was only a minor injury, it was indeed an injury. A divine-level powerhouse being hurt by a mere peak Saint Realm being—this news would surely bring ridicule from the gods in the divine realm.

A god-tier powerhouse is a true god! Not some fake god like those in the Divine Realm. In front of a god-tier powerhouse, those in the Divine Realm are like infants compared to adults; at the peak of the Sacred Realm, they’re nothing but ants. Previously, Huang Long was just an ant in his eyes. Those at the peak of the Sacred Realm are ultimately just ordinary mortals. Such an ordinary mortal managed to injure him, and worse, the slight shock triggered his old injuries, causing his divine energy to become chaotic within his body. Unforgivable! The ancient ancestor’s heart was filled with murderous intent. “Kid, die!” The ancient ancestor’s voice was deep and cold. In an instant, he covered more than ten miles. Everyone saw only a flash of white light, followed by a loud clang in the air. Lin Er and the others looked and saw that where Huang Long had stood before was now occupied by the ancient ancestor, while Huang Long had retreated more than ten miles. The ancient ancestor raised the long spear in his hand, examined it, then looked at the triangular golden tower in Huang Long’s hand with surprise. “What is that? A mid-tier divine artifact?!” No, it’s not a mid-tier divine artifact! But his long spear, nurtured by his divine energy for thousands of years, was a low-tier divine artifact—yet it was blocked by that triangular golden tower. The other party was just a mere peak of the Sacred Realm! If such a lowly being could block his attacks with that triangular golden tower, what did that mean? At least, that triangular golden tower was of a higher rank than his low-tier divine artifact spear. Yet he clearly didn’t sense any divine energy within that triangular golden tower. If it wasn’t a mid-tier divine artifact, then what was it? Huang Long used the Group of Immortals Pavilion to block the other party’s attack, but together with the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, they were still pushed back more than ten miles. He felt his life force surging violently, as if his entire body was about to disintegrate. Is this the power of a god?! You should know that when Huang Long reached the peak of the Sacred Realm, after absorbing some divine energy essence from the higher god Angus, he already possessed a semi-immortal body. Even those in the Divine Realm couldn’t seriously injure him. But now, with just one strike from the other party, his semi-immortal body was severely injured. Whether it was cultivation in the Pangu World or the pursuit of divinity in this world, magic power and magical artifacts weren’t the most important—what mattered most was the physical body. Once the body died, all magic power and cultivation achievements would vanish. Just like how Huang Long lost his physical body in his past life and had to start over in this one. “Good, very good!” The ancient ancestor laughed heartily after being surprised by Huang Long’s ability to block his attack. “I never expected you to give me so many surprises!” “Although I don’t know what that triangular golden tower of yours is, once you’re dead, it will belong to this emperor!”

“Kid, take another strike from me!”
“Meteor Strike!”
The ancient ancestor darted forward, soaring into the air and thrusting his inferior-grade divine spear forward in a swift attack at the Yellow Dragon.
As the spear shook, a burst of radiant energy surged forth, moving like a meteor across the sky. Wherever it passed, space seemed to be enveloped in a white night filled with glowing spots.
It was so fast that the Yellow Dragon could only see a blurred silhouette!
The Yellow Dragon let out a roar as it raised its head. Instantly, its body was covered in dragon scales, its limbs adorned with gleaming dragon spines. Its dark golden eyes emitted two beams of light, and its Green Rainbow Sword appeared in its hand.
“Sword Dragon Formation!”
With the Yellow Dragon at the center, countless sword lights emerged from around it, forming a sword dragon—over a hundred feet long.
Back when the Yellow Dragon attacked the Dragon Language Empire’s palace, even the combined efforts of Moro and the Golden Sacred DragonFiet could not withstand a single strike from the Sword Dragon Formation. Now, the Yellow Dragon’s strength had increased by more than ten times.
As the Sword Dragon appeared, thousands of swords chimed together, converging into a roar that resembled a silver sword, tearing through the air currents ahead. Then, the Sword Dragon swung and collided with the meteor.
Clang, clang, clang!
With each collision between the sword lights and the meteor, countless sparks erupted in the air, dazzling under the sunlight—even brighter than the magical fireworks during the New Year.
The sound of these collisions could be heard for miles. Those far away, like Lin Er, felt their minds roaring with intensity.
The ground around them was ravaged by the force of the collisions, with sword energies crisscrossing everywhere.
In almost an instant, the Sword Dragon’s sword lights had collided with the meteor thousands of times.
In the blink of an eye, the Sword Dragon disappeared, and the Yellow Dragon was sent flying backward.
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon that accompanied it was also knocked over.
Even the ancient ancestor was forced to retreat after that single strike.
The Yellow Dragon flew backward for over twenty miles, its vital energy surging violently. When it finally stopped, its Green Rainbow Sword cracked with a hissing sound.
Even this top-tier divine weapon could not withstand the opponent’s divine power!
The Yellow Dragon frowned. It was a pity it couldn’t activate its Immortal-Slaying Sword; otherwise, it could have broken through the opponent’s attack.
Could it withstand it?! After retreating and stabilizing itself, the ancient ancestor was somewhat surprised—it hadn’t expected the opponent to be able to withstand its powerful strike.