Chapter 0201: The Dragon Emperor Betrayed?

Dylan, who had been shouting arrogantly, demanding that his father kill the boy riding the green ox, suddenly froze. He stared rigidly at Ervin from the Taidel family not far away, then turned his head and looked around. Following the stunned gazes of those around him, his eyes fell on the boy on the green ox.
Yellow… Yellow Dragon Senior?!
Dylan’s face turned deathly pale instantly.
He could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the figure slowly walking toward the altar on the green ox.
Ferry from the Chris family was even more stunned, frozen in shock.
Was that Yellow Senior who appeared at the Northern Medicine Trading Hall… Yellow Dragon Senior?!
Thinking back to that moment, he broke into cold sweat.
When the two ancient dragons, Eino and Banai, heard the crowd’s exclamations, they immediately turned their gaze toward Yellow Dragon, their eyes narrowing as sharp glints flashed through them.
Standing behind the two ancient dragons, Dragon Emperor Fli looked at Yellow Dragon with a mix of reverence, hatred, and resentment in his eyes.
The entire square fell silent. Aside from the initial shouts, no one spoke again.
Yellow Dragon and the people of the Blue Whale clan moved forward slowly.
Facing various expressions—reverence, admiration, fanaticism, and hatred—Yellow Dragon remained calm.
On the altar, the Sea God Apton’s eyes flickered uncertainly. He usually remained in seclusion, but during this Sea Festival, all he heard were stories about this man.
Sixteen years old, a divine realm powerhouse who had defeated Wendy, the Goddess of Life of the Dark Forest Temple, and Tobias, the Four-Winged Angel!
He glanced at the dragon clan. He was aware of the feud between them and Yellow Dragon.
As they approached the altar, the people of the Blue Whale clan sat down, their blue-scaled rhinoceroses trampling the ground, causing slight tremors. Some sea creatures fearfully stepped aside to make way.
After a while, Yellow Dragon and the Blue Whale clan arrived at their designated spot. Only then did the millions of sea creatures in the square slowly withdraw their gazes, their expressions complex.
On the altar, the Sea Queen Euman stared at Yellow Dragon with a strange glow in her eyes.
“The Sea Festival is forbidden for outsiders. Kri, have you forgotten this rule?” A stern voice rang out, shaking the air.
Everyone looked in shock. It was Eino, one of the ancient dragons, who had spoken.
A murderous intent flashed in Eino’s eyes, and an invisible pressure surged toward Kri.
The pressure of a divine realm powerhouse was beyond even Kri’s capacity as a high-ranking saint. Faced with such overwhelming pressure, Kri grew panicked.
Suddenly, a calm force came from the side, dissipating Eino’s pressure.

Then, a voice rang out, “Are the dragons part of the sea race?”
The one who spoke was naturally the Yellow Dragon.
Eino and the others’ expressions stiffened.
Throughout the years, although the dragons were not part of the sea race, they had always been considered inseparable from them. But strictly speaking, they were not true members of the sea race either—they were outsiders.
“This is a sea race ritual. Since the sea race itself hasn’t spoken, for an outsider to shout recklessly here is clearly a display of disrespect toward the host,” said the Yellow Dragon. Immediately after, Nat’s voice came through.
Eino, Bane, and the other dragons all changed expressions.
Was Nat implying that the dragons were like barking dogs? Were they just dogs of the sea race?
Eino was about to speak again when Bane raised a hand to stop him, his expression cold. “There’s no need to argue with him now. We’ll settle accounts with the Yellow Dragon after the ritual.”
How dare that little Holy Sanctuary of Nat challenge him! Eino was about to speak again, but after hearing Bane’s words, he opened his mouth, glared angrily at the Yellow Dragon’s group, and then fell silent.
Ze Wei of the Thunderflame Mansion watched coldly, while Wendy, the Goddess of Life of the Dark Forest Temple, regained her composure shortly after the Yellow Dragon appeared, her true thoughts unreadable.
“Alright, everyone. Now that all races are here, let’s begin the sea ritual!” The voice of the Sea God Apton rang out from atop the altar.
The members of the sea races were stunned. Some of them glanced at the Blue Whale tribe with complex expressions.
Normally, the Blue Whale tribe would be punished for arriving late, but the Sea God Apton chose not to pursue it this time.
The Sea God Apton waved his hands, sending four streams of energy toward the pillars surrounding the altar. Then, those pillars engraved with mysterious symbols began to glow, emitting four beams of light that shot into the sky. Above, mysterious patterns suddenly appeared.
“Bring the humans up,” ordered the Sea God Apton as these patterns appeared.
A moment later, sea race warriors led a group of people onto the altar.
All of them were young men and women—exactly ten thousand in number.
These ten thousand people, tied up, were led to the altar. Seeming aware of their fate, they struggled in terror. However, it seemed the sea race had placed some kind of restriction on them, so no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn’t break free. Instead, they were kicked and beaten by the sea race warriors.
Seeing this, the Yellow Dragon frowned.
“Master, it’s Miss Zhao Ying!” Nat behind the Yellow Dragon exclaimed in surprise.
The Yellow Dragon froze and looked closely, spotting Zhao Ying, the little witch among the ten thousand people—daughter of his uncle Zhao Shou!
A cousin?!

Huang Long never expected this nominal cousin to appear at the Sea Folk Sea Festival, and among the ten thousand human beings who were about to be sacrificed.
“Everyone, get ready for the sacrifice!” On the Sea Folk altar, seeing that everything was ready, the Sea God Apton shouted loudly.
The sacrifice meant killing ten thousand humans, allowing their blood to flow across the altar’s ritual diagram to awaken its power.
Just as Apton’s shout faded and the Sea Folk warriors holding the ten thousand humans raised their swords to kill them as sacrifices, suddenly a voice rang out: “Wait!”
With that voice, the ten thousand Sea Folk warriors raising their swords seemed to freeze in place, motionless.
The Sea Folk of all tribes in the square were astonished.
A fleeting shadow appeared on the altar, and a figure stepped forward.
When they saw who it was that had spoken to stop the sacrifice, everyone was stunned, then erupted in uproar.
“Elder Huang Long!”
“Could it be that Elder Huang Long wants to stop the Sea Folk Sea Festival?”
“That’s impossible!?”
Immediately, the Sea Folk of all tribes began to discuss it.
Even the Sea God Apton and the Sea Folk Empress Euman turned to look.
Seeing Huang Long speak out to stop the festival, the Dragon Clan members were initially shocked but then delighted.
“Could this Huang Long really intend to stop the Sea Folk Sea Festival?” The Dragon Clan’s ancestors, Yino and Bane, couldn’t hide their joy. This was exactly what they wanted—the Sea Folk and Huang Long to clash, with Apton stepping in to eliminate Huang Long if possible.
The people of the Thunderflame Mansion shared the same thoughts as the Dragon Clan.
On the altar, the little witch Zhao Ying, upon seeing Huang Long, was filled with joy. She struggled to get up, murmuring in excitement.
“Huang Long.” Apton was also surprised to see him.
“Do you really want to stop our Sea Folk Sea Festival?” As he spoke, a pale blue mist filled the entire altar around Apton.
However, the mist stopped advancing ten feet around Huang Long’s body, as if hitting an invisible barrier.
Apton’s eyes narrowed.
Huang Long glanced at Zhao Ying in the crowd and said calmly, “Exactly.”
Apton and Empress Euman were stunned, then Apton burst into laughter.
Seeing this, the Sea Folk of all tribes were also astonished.
Elder Huang Long really intended to stop the Sea Folk Sea Festival?!
The two Dragon Clan ancestors, Yino and Bane, grew even more pleased, while the Dragon Emperor Fli smirked coldly.

Under the gazes of everyone present, the Sea God Apton suddenly stopped laughing, then smiled and said something that shocked everyone: “It’s not completely impossible.”
Not completely impossible?
The Sea God Apton’s voice reached the ears of millions of sea creatures in the square, leaving them all stunned.
Had they heard wrong?
Even the Dragon Clan and others thought they had misheard when, once again, the Sea God Apton’s voice rang out: “As long as you agree to marry Euman, the current queen of the sea creatures, you can decide everything related to the sea creatures from now on—even abolish the Sea Sacrifice!”
After the Sea God Apton’s words faded, absolute silence fell over the square.
Everyone’s minds went blank; they stared at the Sea God Apton on the altar in disbelief.
The Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, the Leiyan Mansion, the ten major sea clans, and the four Holy Kings all widened their eyes.
Marry the current queen Euman?!
Many instinctively glanced at the Dragon Emperor Fli of the Dragon Clan. Everyone in the Endless Sea knew that Fli had been pursuing Queen Euman for thousands of years, utterly devoted to her. Although she had never agreed, everyone thought she belonged to the Dragon Emperor. But now, the Sea God Apton was actually “marrying” her off to the Yellow Dragon?!
Suddenly, it seemed as though a very tall green hat had been placed on Dragon Emperor Fli’s head.
Standing there, Fli felt everyone’s stares like needles, trembling all over, his eyes blazing with fury and murderous intent.
The two ancestors and elders of the Dragon Clan also looked extremely displeased. Their earlier joy had vanished long ago.
Zewei from the Leiyan Mansion frowned, wondering what the Sea God Apton was trying to achieve—abandoning the Dragon Clan in favor of the Yellow Dragon? Though it was hard to believe, it wasn’t entirely strange, considering the miracles the Yellow Dragon had created in recent years.
But could the Sea Sacrifice really be changed at will?
Wendy, the Goddess of Life from the Dark Forest Temple, wore a light green veil, her expression unreadable.
Xinpu of the Phoenix Clan had a thoughtful look in his eyes, deep in thought.
It seemed Queen Euman was also “shocked” by the Sea God Apton’s decision. She stepped forward as if to speak, then glanced at the Yellow Dragon and fell silent again.
The Yellow Dragon stared at the Sea God Apton in astonishment. Was he joking? But it didn’t seem like it. The Sea God Apton’s cultivation level was roughly equal to his own, and he couldn’t read the Sea God Apton’s thoughts using his Mind-Reading Technique.