Chapter 0205: Three-Sided Battle

Huang Long wielded the supreme dragon art, Dragon God’s Eight Tones, to defeat the dragon clan’s ancestor, Eino. Its power was so immense that it shocked everyone.
Just moments ago, it seemed as though heaven and earth were collapsing, and the Eternal Island felt on the verge of destruction.
The cracks in the ground beneath the square around the altar were terrifying, while tens of thousands of sea clan warriors guarding the edges of the altar were not merely bleeding from all seven orifices—they were blasted away the moment Neptune’s Blue Water Barrier collapsed.
When they fell to the edges of the square, their bodies were mangled beyond recognition, and they had long since lost all life force.
These tens of thousands of sea clan warriors were the strongest elite fighters brought by Neptune and the Sea Clan Empress Euman. All were at level seven or above, each a key candidate for future sea clan leaders. Yet, they all died in this aftermath!
Neptune was unharmed, but the Sea Clan Empress Euman’s originally pale face turned ashen.
How much effort the sea clan had put into these warriors! Now, all that effort was gone.
The Sea Clan Empress Euman stared at the figure standing suspended in mid-air at the center of the altar, her eyes filled with a mix of love and hatred.
Neptune’s expression darkened. With a wave of his hand, streams of blue water flowed into the Sea Clan Empress Euman’s body, slightly restoring her pale complexion.
“Lord Neptune, them!” said the Sea Clan Empress Euman after recovering somewhat, referring to those warriors with deep sorrow.
Neptune sighed inwardly and said, “We’ll train more in the future.”
His words meant he was powerless as well, effectively sentencing those warriors to death. The Sea Clan Empress Euman trembled.
On the altar, Neptune and the Sea Clan Empress Euman appeared lonely.
Below the altar, upon seeing the terrifying cracks surrounding it, the powerful members of the sea clans all gasped in shock before looking up at the figure suspended in mid-air with reverence.
Ervin, the heroic king of the Taidel family, was terrified.
At the Thunderflame Mansion, Dylan stood behind his father, Jeler, his body trembling as well.
Xevi and Wendy were talking, their eyes filled with doubt. They must be communicating through telepathy.
Xinpu from the Phoenix clan was shocked, while the girl behind him stared at Huang Long with admiration, exclaiming, “Father, that Yellow Dragon is so powerful!”
“What do you think would happen if you fought him?”
That girl was Xinpu’s younger daughter, Nicole.

Hearing his daughter Nicole’s words, Simp of the Phoenix Clan’s forehead furrowed. This little brat was asking on purpose—clearly trying to amuse her father.
“Ino!” As everyone was shocked, an urgent cry came from the sky.
It was Banai, the ancient dragon patriarch. At that moment, Banai was holding Ino, who had been flung away by the Yellow Dragon, high in the air, about ten miles away from the altar.
The Dragon Emperor Fli and the others paled. The Yellow Dragon stood high in the sky, not pursuing them, but simply watching.
Just then, two figures flashed atop the altar. Upon looking, it was Zevi from the Thunderflame Mansion and Wendy, the Life Goddess of the Dark Forest Temple, wearing a light green veil.
Seeing this situation, the Sea God Apton’s expression changed. Could it be that the Thunderflame Mansion also had a feud with the Yellow Dragon?
What then? Noticing cracks spreading across the altar’s corners, he rushed to stand between the three of them. “Gentlemen, please resolve your conflicts back where you came from!”
Apton spoke rudely, his tone even harsh.
The Yellow Dragon’s combat power was beyond expectation. If they continued to let it fight against the people from the Thunderflame Mansion, the altar would likely crumble everywhere except for the center.
What angered Apton even more was that none of the three paid him any attention, their intensity only growing.
As Apton’s expression darkened further, Zevi turned to the Yellow Dragon and said, “Yellow Dragon, how do you explain killing the six guardians of my Thunderflame Mansion?”
Around Zevi, faint gray currents appeared, containing terrifying destructive power. Even Apton was shocked and had to activate his magical energy, surrounding himself with a light blue mist as a precaution.
The Yellow Dragon glanced at Wendy, the Life Goddess of the Dark Forest Temple, then at Zevi, saying indifferently, “Was it you who rescued this little girl?”
Little girl?!
The Yellow Dragon’s voice echoed across the square. Millions of sea creatures were stunned for a moment before becoming excited and agitated.
The senior Yellow Dragon actually called Wendy, the Life Goddess of the Dark Forest Temple, a “little girl”?!
They found this extremely thrilling.
Some who were unaware of Wendy’s identity also learned of it through Nat’s deliberate rumors, causing even greater turmoil.
A cold glint flashed in Wendy’s eyes beneath her light green veil. “Yellow Dragon, stop boasting! Today, I’ll make you the sacrifice for this sea festival!” With that, her entire body glowed green, and a small green sword appeared in her hand as she struck at the Yellow Dragon.
“Life… severed!”

The laws of life stand above the seven elemental laws. Under the strike of Wendy, the Goddess of Life of the Dark Forest Temple, the Yellow Dragon even felt as though its life was about to be severed.
Human life is fleeting and intangible, unlike tangible elements such as water and fire.
As Wendy, the Goddess of Life of the Dark Forest Temple, swung her sword, Xevi of the Thunderflame Palace also let out a low roar, unleashing a devastating aura as he pressed his hand into the void toward the Yellow Dragon.
With Xevi’s attack, a giant hand appeared out of thin air—precisely the same giant hand that had rescued Wendy from the Yellow Dragon before.
The Yellow Dragon snorted coldly in its heart, not daring to be careless. With a thought, it summoned the five-directional flags to protect itself.
Although Wendy posed no real threat to it, Xevi, who practiced the laws of destruction, made the Yellow Dragon wary.
The Yellow Dragon mobilized all its inner energy, causing violent turbulence in the air around it and freezing space, thereby blocking Wendy’s attack before charging at Xevi’s giant hand.
A massive golden handprint appeared.
“The Sky-Shrouding Handprint!”
The Sky-Shrouding Handprint collided violently with the giant hand—one golden, one gray—creating a deafening explosion. The air currents in the area around the altar surged wildly, forcing the Yellow Dragon, Xevi, and Wendy to retreat.
Even Apton, the Sea God who had come to stop the fight, was forced to step back in shock.
A water-blue barrier appeared, protecting him and Queen Euman of the sea creatures.
“Damn it!”
Apton’s expression turned extremely dark. He no longer felt any joy as before.
The golden handprint hovering above the altar seemed to have disappeared, possibly due to damage to the altar or interference from the ritual diagram!
“Yellow Dragon, Xevi, Wendy!” Apton glared hatefully at the three figures fighting in the sky above the altar.
Though he wanted to stop the fight, his strength wasn’t yet sufficient to confront all three at once. Not to mention the three of them—even just the Yellow Dragon and Xevi, he wasn’t sure he could handle.
But could he just let things continue like this?
He was filled with anger and frustration.
“My Lord Sea God, shall we just let them do as they please?” Queen Euman asked anxiously.
Apton remained silent, his eyes gleaming coldly as he pondered something. Seeing this, Euman didn’t dare speak again.
Above the altar, the Yellow Dragon fought alone against Xevi and Wendy, holding its own. Reactions varied among the onlookers.
Fley, the Dragon Emperor, showed not only hatred but also fear in his eyes.

Back then, when he and the Holy See’s allied army threatened the Kingdom of Lutong, Huang Long intercepted them halfway. He had once joined forces with the Holy See’s Pope Hades to fight against Huang Long. At that time, Huang Long’s strength was only slightly greater than theirs. Although his own strength was not comparable to Huang Long’s, Huang Long still couldn’t kill him. But now, Huang Long could probably crush him with just one finger.

Fli was filled with fury, fear, and resentment, struggling internally. His expression shifted as his gaze fell on the Phoenix clan.

Just as Fli was filled with confusion, suddenly, a figure flashed by. In shock, Fli looked over and saw Banai, the ancestor of the dragon clan, returning with the severely injured Eno.

Eno had now reverted to his human form, his eyes lifeless, and no longer showing the previous rage and arrogance. His entire body was covered in blood, his flesh torn apart as if by some terrifying blade waves, shocking Fli and the other dragons.

After bringing Eno back to the dragons, Banai said in a deep voice, “Form the Dragon Formation and use your dragon energy to heal Ancestor Eno!”

“Yes!”

Form a Dragon Formation to heal Eno?! The dragons trembled.

This would weaken their cultivation, requiring them to spend years restoring their dragon energy. But facing Banai’s fierce gaze, Emperor Fli and the other dragon elders all replied in trembling voices, unwilling to disobey.

Eno sat down in seclusion, surrounded by dark mist.

Emperor Fli and the other dragon elders formed a circle around him, channeling all their dragon energy into him.

With the dragon energy from the emperor and the elders, Eno’s wounds began to heal at a visible pace, his deathly pale face gradually turning rosy.

Seeing this, Banai felt relieved. Then he turned to look at the three people fighting fiercely on the altar, his expression shifting rapidly. After a moment, he suddenly dashed forward, punching at Huang Long while shouting, “Huang Long, I want you dead!”

Although it was shameful for the three of them to attack Huang Long together, he couldn’t care less at this moment. Because only by doing so could they have a chance of killing Huang Long. If Huang Long escaped now, it would be a disaster for the dragon clan.

When the sea creatures in the square saw Banai’s actions, some began to curse in hushed voices. These curses quickly attracted more people, and the sound of shameless insults filled the air.

The Phoenix clan’s Simp frowned. “Father, the dragons and the Leiyan Mansion are too despicable! They’ve joined forces to attack Senior Huang Long!” Simp’s younger daughter, Nicole, cried out in anger, “Father, aren’t you the one who hates the dragons the most? Please help Senior Huang Long!”