Chapter 0238: Mid-Level Divine Artifact

When the Sword Dragon disappeared and the Yellow Dragon himself appeared, over thirty to forty people from the Realm King’s Palace’s hundred or so Sacred Zones died in just one strike!
The Yellow Dragon stood in mid-air, sword in hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
After Realm King Ost and Lei Zhe used their divine essences to counter his Great Annihilation Divine Fist, they turned back and were shocked and enraged by the horrific scene before them.
Realm King Ost’s face turned as dark as water as streams of divine light radiated from him.
The people of the Red Flame Domain Palace stood frozen in shock. It took them a while to fully realize what had happened. When they looked at the Yellow Dragon again, their expressions changed drastically.
Red Flame Domain Lord Val, Oune, and Fei Qi also couldn’t hide their shock.
“O-Oune!” Fei Qi seemed to remember something. His eyes widened again as he hesitantly spoke to Oune beside him.
“What?” Oune, not paying attention, continued to stare at the Yellow Dragon.
“Do you think… he might be that person?!” Fei Qi stammered.
“That person?” Oune wasn’t immediately aware.
“Black Magic!” Fei Qi said solemnly.
Oune, who had been staring at the Yellow Dragon in shock without turning around, froze momentarily before stiffly turning to face Fei Qi. Fei Qi swallowed hard and nodded deeply.
A few days ago, during a fierce battle among divine-level warriors on Red Flame Star, they had suspected that the dead party might be Black Magic from the Crystal Domain Palace or the Death God from the Void Domain Palace. But after further investigation, they confirmed it was Black Magic from the Crystal Domain Palace.
Fei Qi’s implication was that the Yellow Dragon was the mysterious swordsman who had killed Black Magic!
Val, the Red Flame Domain Lord, heard the conversation between Oune and Fei Qi clearly. When he looked at the Yellow Dragon again—once seen as a weak outsider—he was once again filled with astonishment!
Oune and Fei Qi had told him about Black Magic.
“Is this outsider really the mysterious warrior who killed Black Magic, the one who left him powerless before dying?!” Val’s red eyebrows twitched.
The scene fell dead silent.
Long Yi and the others stepped back beside the Yellow Dragon, also in a daze. They couldn’t help but recall what the Yellow Dragon had said a few days ago about accidentally achieving a breakthrough. Was this the result of such an accidental breakthrough?!
Just one strike?! A single breakthrough allowed him to fight two lower-tier gods alone while still having the upper hand over four divine realms!
“Yellow Dragon, right?!” At that moment, Realm King Ost’s gloomy voice rang out.
Everyone present held their breath.
The Yellow Dragon’s eyes sharpened as he glared at his opponent.

Long Yi and the others were puzzled—how did this World King know the Yellow Dragon’s name?
“Lin Youwu—was it you who killed him?” Then, World King Oster’s words stunned Long Yi and the others, and the Yellow Dragon also frowned.
Lin Youwu—the great emperor who founded the Blizzard Empire? Lin Youwu?!
Could this person have some connection to Lin Youwu?
Why mention Lin Youwu at this moment?
“It seems you really did kill Lin Youwu,” Oster said, his eyes flashing coldly as a small sword appeared in his hand.
The sword wasn’t long, only half a meter, and it was crystal clear, emitting a white glow.
Oster swung the sword, and as it moved, it emitted a humming sound, seemingly carrying a soul-shaking magic. Long Yi and the others felt a buzzing in their minds.
“A mid-tier divine artifact for soul attacks!” Val, the Lord of the Red Flame Realm, and the others changed their expressions and exclaimed in shock.
Divine-level warriors generally had two types of attacks: physical attacks that destroyed the body, and soul attacks that erased the soul.
Soul attacks were usually more mysterious and hard to defend against.
“If you had cooperated, I might have spared you, but now, you’ve angered me greatly!” Oster said slowly, his voice dark.
“So, you must die!” As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped into the air. His divine power of light made him resemble a shining sun high in the sky. He swung the sword fiercely at the Yellow Dragon. Strangely, there was no reaction at all—everything remained normal.
Yet Val and the other powerful warriors paled and stepped back in shock.
Although Oster’s attack wasn’t aimed at them, the spatial shockwave and its invisible soul attack still caused them mental distress.
Soul attack? The Yellow Dragon sneered inwardly, not dodging and remaining standing.
Seeing this, Oster sneered.
This kid really doesn’t know fear!
Even a mid-tier god would be severely injured or have their divine essence shattered if struck by his mid-tier divine artifact’s soul attack without defense.
But suddenly, his expression changed. He opened his mouth to speak, only to be repelled by an invisible force. As he kept retreating, his face turned pale.
“How… how is this possible?” Oster exclaimed in disbelief. There had been—no, two even stronger soul attacks counterattacking, not only breaking his own soul attack but also injuring him in return?
He felt his mind buzzing, his divine essence in the sea of souls trembling violently.

The Yellow Dragon’s soul was severely damaged. Although it couldn’t launch soul attacks yet, how could such a weak attack from a lower-tier god possibly harm it? Moreover, with the Protection of the Sword that Slices Immortals and the Chaos Bell, even the soul attack of this world’s Supreme God would be ineffective against it.
Just now, Ost’s soul attack was met with counterforces from the Sword that Slices Immortals and the Chaos Bell.
As Ost stared in shock, the Yellow Dragon’s brow flashed, and the Group of Immortals Pavilion was summoned.
Seeing that enormous triangular golden mountain covering an area of a hundred miles, not only the people of the Kingdom of the World King but also those of the Realm of Scarlet Flame were filled with terror.
“What is this?!” cried Val, the ruler of the Realm of Scarlet Flame, in panic.
Amid Val’s terrified cries, the massive triangular golden mountain plummeted straight down.
Suddenly, several beams of light flashed brilliantly.
It was the five godly powerhouses—King of the World Ost, Lei Zhe, Val, Oune, and Feichi—who, in shock, summoned their divine essences.
Vast amounts of divine power surged forth from the divine essences of light, lightning, fire, and two earth elements. Five beams of light erupted and struck at the Group of Immortals Pavilion.
A thunderous explosion!
The entire Planet Scarlet Flame seemed to tremble.
The ground around them cracked continuously.
The powerful warriors of the Kingdom of the World King and the Realm of Scarlet Flame watched in horror as the massive golden mountain was finally sent soaring into the sky under the attacks of the five godly powerhouses. They felt relieved but also drenched in cold sweat, as if they had narrowly escaped death.
The Yellow Dragon was also violently pushed back.
Although the Group of Immortals Pavilion was an immortal artifact, it could only fully unleash its power when infused with magical energy at an advanced stage of tribulation cultivation. Faced with the combined attacks of King Ost and the other four, its internal energy surged violently. If not for its ability to melt away the Dark Demon Body and its extremely strong physique, the rebound force from those attacks might have shattered its internal organs.
Of course, King Ost and Val and the other three also suffered greatly—their faces turned pale, and they dropped hundreds of feet in the air before almost hitting the ground.
After retreating, the Yellow Dragon’s eyes flashed with cold light. It opened its mouth and spat a mouthful of vital blood toward the Group of Immortals Pavilion.
The Group of Immortals Pavilion, sent soaring into the sky by the five attacks, once again glowed brightly. The angry roar of the five-clawed golden dragon, the spirit of the pavilion, could be heard from within. Then, the pavilion descended again with overwhelming pressure.
Just as the people of the Kingdom of the World King and the Realm of Scarlet Flame had finally escaped death and breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, darkness covered the sky once more. A terrifying pressure pressed down on them, forcing them to look up in utter horror.

The five King of Worlds Osters also changed expressions, immediately summoning their divine essences again while shouting, “Go!” Only then did the people of the King of Worlds Palace and the Crimson Flame Domain Palace wake up and flee in panic, rushing blindly. Another deafening explosion rang out. The five King of Worlds Osters descended once more, sinking half their bodies into the ground, while the Group of Immortals Pavilion was shaken into the air once again, and the Yellow Dragon trembled violently. With a shout of “Go!”, the Yellow Dragon stored the Group of Immortals Pavilion between his eyebrows, took off, and vanished as a streak of light. Long Yi and the others snapped out of their daze and followed closely behind. Even after the Yellow Dragon and his group had disappeared for a long time, the people of the King of Worlds Palace and the Crimson Flame Domain Palace were still in shock, staring fearfully in the direction the Yellow Dragon had gone. No one dared to pursue them, not even King of Worlds Osters, who had risen from the ground, still looking terrified. Val, the ruler of the Crimson Flame Domain, looked at the ruins stretching for hundreds of miles around him, filled with awe. The five of them recalled the moment they had united to unleash their divine essences in battle and shuddered. “Lord King of Worlds, we…” After a while, Lei Zhe approached King of Worlds Osters, astonished. His hair was disheveled, his clothes torn, and covered in dust. King of Worlds Osters did not speak, gradually returning to his usual calm. “Let’s go back!” came King of Worlds Osters’ calm voice as the powerful warriors of the King of Worlds Palace grew anxious. Val, the ruler of the Crimson Flame Domain, watched as the people of the King of Worlds Palace left one after another, his expression complex. This battle would surely spread throughout Tianyun soon, and might even reach other dimensional spaces nearby—how could the powerful warriors of the King of Worlds Palace, even with the King of Worlds personally fighting, be defeated by a small divine realm from outside?! A disgrace to Tianyun! “Yellow Dragon?” Val murmured to himself. That was the name of that outsider. Val sighed inwardly; he had even thought of protecting the Yellow Dragon and his group from the King of Worlds Palace and then having them join the Crimson Flame Domain Palace to serve him. “Lord Ruler, what is that huge golden mountain?” Oune asked cautiously, filled with suspicion, beside Val. At the mention of that huge golden mountain, Val’s heart tightened, and his brows furrowed. That huge golden mountain—a supreme divine artifact? No, that’s impossible?! If it were a supreme divine artifact, not to mention them, even the entire Crimson Flame Planet would have turned to dust. But if it wasn’t a supreme divine artifact, how could it change in size? Val was filled with uncertainty. “Let’s go back too!” After a while, unable to figure it out, Val shook his head and flew back to his domain palace. Oune and Feichi exchanged a glance and followed closely behind, their hearts heavy. Though the fierce battle was over, it left an indelible memory for everyone.