Chapter 0192: The Creator Lord

Amidst the astonished and puzzled gazes of everyone, Huang Long issued a deep roar. Then, lifting his hands into the air, he sent the Chishui mineral vein soaring back into the sky.
At that moment, the Five Hells Divine Cauldron in Huang Long’s hands flew out. Once it emerged, it instantly transformed into a massive celestial cauldron high in the sky, half the size of Chishui Island.
The Five Hells Divine Cauldron spun, emitting a dazzling pale yellow light. It trembled with a resonant hum, and its mouth emitted a powerful absorbing force that slowly drew in the Chishui mineral vein.
The entire stretch of Chishui mineral vein, spanning dozens of miles, gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight.
Except for Bog, Natt, and Gusta, the rest were stunned, their mouths hanging open in shock.
Klad, standing beside Huang Long, was filled with awe. If killing the Dragon Clan’s Supreme Elder with a single move had shocked him, then Huang Long’s ability to lift up a mineral vein stretching dozens of miles with just his hands left him utterly incredulous.
He knew how heavy the Chishui mineral vein was—already a fist-sized piece weighed a hundred pounds. So what about this vein stretching across dozens of miles? His mind went blank; he couldn’t even imagine it.
And that incense burner-like object, which had flown out from Huang Long’s fingers, could grow so huge—enormously huge!
It had swallowed up the entire Chishui mineral vein? What kind of monster was this?
He didn’t know how else to describe that incense burner-like object, which covered half of Chishui Island in the sky, other than calling it a monster.
After storing the Chishui mineral vein inside the Five Hells Divine Cauldron, Huang Long thought in his mind, and the cauldron began to shrink, eventually becoming the size of a house.
Klad and Bogjas, along with the others, felt their hearts pounding with tension as they watched it shrink further.
It had shrunk again! What had become of those dozens of miles of Chishui mineral vein that had been swallowed?
After the Five Hells Divine Cauldron reached house size, Huang Long opened his mouth and spat out a blast of Samadhi True Fire, directing it at the cauldron. Then, as he continued to form spells with his hands, one after another complex and esoteric magic sigils appeared in midair before being thrown into the cauldron.
The Five Hells Divine Cauldron spun continuously, with beams of light bursting forth from its mouth.
The others were confused, but Bog, Natt, and Gusta guessed what Huang Long intended to do, though they still couldn’t be sure—because the idea was too insane!
Insane enough that even they couldn’t believe it.
“Elder Bog, what is Elder Huang Long planning?” Klad couldn’t help but ask, filled with confusion and shock.
Bog stared at Huang Long with intense eyes and said, “You’ll know soon enough.”
Seeing Bog’s expression, Klad grew even more puzzled.

Like Bogjas and the others, he was shocked and unable to understand what the Yellow Dragon was doing with the increasingly smaller incense burner—spewing fire, making strange gestures with his hands, and casting fleeting talismans one after another. But what kind of fire was that? It was purplish-red. Even from hundreds of meters away, he felt his soul tremble, as if just a touch of that fire would turn him to ashes, leaving not even a trace. After over an hour, starting from initial shock, Krade and the others gradually grew impatient. Suddenly, the Five Prison Divine Cauldron emitted a resonant sound audible for miles. Then, a column of light appeared at its mouth, and streams of pale yellow liquid poured out. As these pale yellow liquids flowed out, the Yellow Dragon blew, causing them to condense and expand, eventually turning into small palaces. Krade and the others’ eyes widened again. What was this? A magician’s trick? But what followed with the Yellow Dragon’s “trick” would be something they could never forget in their lives! Those small palaces floated upward, grew larger in midair, and then settled on the flat land covering dozens of miles. When the first palace landed with a loud noise, more pale yellow liquid came out of the cauldron, continuously forming small palaces that floated upward, grew larger, and landed. Before long, a cluster of palaces covered the area of dozens of miles—a cluster of palaces resembling those of the five great empires! And that wasn’t all; after the palaces, houses also flew out and settled outside the palace cluster, forming an imperial city. Finally, when twenty-zhang-high imperial walls separated the palace cluster from the imperial city, an imperial city was complete! Although it was smaller than the imperial cities of the five great empires, it was indeed an imperial city—a real imperial city had been created right before their eyes! In just over an hour, an entire imperial city had been born before them! Each imperial city took countless human efforts and years to build, even a king’s palace required years, or even a decade or two. Yet they witnessed the entire process of an imperial city being created from nothing in just over an hour. Krade and the others stood there in stunned silence, staring at the imperial city glowing faintly in the sunlight, as if in a dream. “Bo, Senior Boggege, please slap me!” After a long while, Krade uttered these words.

Although the three members of the Bogu clan guessed what Huang Long intended to do, they still couldn’t believe what they saw. After hearing Krade’s foolish words, they really slapped him hard.
Slap! The sound of the slap echoed.
“It’s true!” said Bogu.
Krade held his painful face, wearing a pained smile. He didn’t dare “greet” Bogu either; instead, he said in shock, “It’s indeed true!”
“Of course it’s true!” Gusta rolled his eyes, though his expression earlier also showed clear disbelief.
The imperial city was built!
And it was all crafted from Red Water mineral veins!
The entire imperial city was actually a magical artifact—a treasure infused with various defensive and offensive arrays.
From now on, this would be the imperial city of the super aquatic empire that Huang Long intended to establish.
With a thought from Huang Long, the Five Pits Divine Cauldron transformed into a stream of light, which he then put back in his hand. He soared into the air and arrived above the imperial city. A glint appeared in his eyes as he raised his hands in midair. Green clouds formed—these clouds were composed of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When the clouds covered the entire sky above the city, spiritual rain began to fall.
The entire imperial city seemed to come back to life like spring. Green grass sprouted on the open areas, and trees grew from tender buds, reaching half a person’s height, then a full person’s height, before stopping at several meters tall.
More than an hour later, Huang Long finally stopped using his magical power.
The spiritual rain disappeared, and the clouds dispersed.
Everyone was stunned, unable to react—even Bogu and the others who had seen Huang Long’s powers before.
“By the gods!” Krade exclaimed in his heart.
“The Creator!”
According to legends, countless realms in this world, including the divine realms, were created by the Creator.
Of course, this was just a legend. He had seen such a record in the ancient history of his Blue Whale clan.
The Blue Whale clan was one of the oldest races on the Hengyuan Continent.
In fact, Krade didn’t know that what Huang Long had done wasn’t true creation. Huang Long merely used his divine powers to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to make things grow.
In the Pangu world, Nüwa created humans and also reached the peak of quasi-sainthood. Later, through her great merits, she attained the realm of the Immortal Sage of Hunyuan.
After a long period of stunned silence, everyone finally came back to their senses. Suppressing their excitement, they entered the imperial city. Walking along its hundred-meter-wide streets and seeing the neatly arranged houses on both sides, they still felt as if they were in a dreamlike kingdom.
The hundred-meter-long avenue from the city gates led straight to the imperial palace.

When everyone arrived in front of the imperial palace walls, an intimidating pressure emanated from within the palace, forcing everyone to feel the urge to submit—even Gusta, who was at the peak of the Sacred Realm, was no exception. Earlier, when the Yellow Dragon was constructing the palace, he took great care to engrave a spirit-subduing array within it, using it to silently intimidate anyone who came to the palace. Several hours later, they finally reached the main hall of the palace. “Gusta,” said the Yellow Dragon, standing in the grand hall. “Yes, young master!” Gusta replied respectfully at once. “Return to the Huang family and bring the family head and the others here,” ordered the Yellow Dragon. Since the imperial city was built there, it was only natural for the members of the Huang family to come—after all, there couldn’t be a master without them. However, although the main branch of the Huang family still had over a dozen members at the Sacred Realm level, the Yellow Dragon remained uneasy about their relocation, so he sent Gusta back. … The imperial city of the aquatic empire that the Yellow Dragon wanted to establish was now complete, but the Endless Sea was in chaos. The Elder Yellow Dragon had appeared in the Endless Sea! Flo, the supreme elder of the dragon race, and his current dragon emperor brother, Fli, were killed in one move by the Yellow Dragon! Romen, the ruler of Sky Eagle Island, and Kyle, the ruler of White Mist Island, were also killed by a high-ranking Sacred Realm warrior named Borg, one of the Yellow Dragon’s subordinates! When these two news spread, the temperature of the waters in the Endless Sea soared as if reaching 100 degrees, boiling with fury. Before long, the news reached Dragon Island. “What?! My brother was killed by the Yellow Dragon?!” Dragon Emperor Fli cried in outrage from atop the Dragon Hall. Below, one of the dragon elders bowed his head and said tremblingly, “Yes, Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor!” Flo, the supreme elder of the dragon race, a Sacred Realm master even more powerful than Dragon Emperor Fli, had just arrived from Dragon Coiling Star when he was killed by the Yellow Dragon! This was a tremendous insult and a severe blow to the dragon race! “Damn it! This Yellow Dragon truly disrespects us dragons!” A delicate female voice rang out from the Dragon Hall. The speaker was Glan, another supreme elder of the dragon race who had come from Dragon Coiling Star with Flo. “Yellow Dragon!” Dragon Emperor Fli’s eyes turned red, filled with endless murderous intent. His brother was dead! Killed by the Yellow Dragon! “It seems we’ll have to summon the two ancestors back from Dragon Coiling Star,” said Glan in a low voice. Dragon Emperor Fli remained silent, his face dark, lost in thought. “Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, in a month, the Sea Tribe’s Sea Festival will begin. This is an invitation from Her Majesty the Sea Queen Euman. Would you like to take a look?” After a long while, one of the dragon elders hesitantly spoke from the Dragon Hall.