Chapter 0285: Saint Wen Mansion

Within a single day, as many as twenty-five people broke Marshall’s record of holding the position ofLord of the Underworld for trillions of years!
Twenty-five people— a mid-tier god named Huang Long and his twenty-four subordinates from different divine realms!
This news struck like a thunderbolt, causing uproar in Silver Emperor City.
As it spread among the various god-tier powerhouses visiting Silver Emperor City, Saint Wen Mansion soon became the talk of the town!
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Dark Moon Tribe.
When Ming Yu heard this news, he was stunned: “Huang Long? Could it really be him?!”
He remembered that the “senior” who had saved him halfway and taken him back to the Dark Moon Tribe two years ago was named Huang Long.
It’s impossible… Could it be such a coincidence?
The underworld is vast, with trillions of god-tier powerhouses—there are countless people with the same name.
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Zi Ling Mountain Range, Lanshi Peak.
Inside the grand hall of the Lanshi Tribe, Chief Simpson was enthusiastically discussing with the tribe’s elite leaders the topic of Huang Long, who had broken Marshall’s record, along with Bog and others.
“That person who broke Lord Marshall’s record will surely become an unparalleled powerhouse in the future!” said Chief Simpson, his voice filled with admiration.
“Chief, I heard that Huang Long is currently at the residence of Lord Regino. Many factions from Saint Wen Mansion have gone to pay him a visit. Should our Lanshi Tribe also send a small gift?” asked an elder of the tribe.
“Of course,” replied Chief Simpson. Then he turned to his nephew Sidde and said, “Sidde, you just returned from Silver Emperor City. Please explain in detail to the elders what you saw at theLord of the Underworld Palace.”
Sidde quickly stood up and said anxiously, “Yes, Chief.”
After hesitating for a moment, Sidde recounted in detail what he had seen.
“Sidde, you seem a bit pale. Are you alright?” asked Chief Simpson after Sidde finished speaking.
Sidde shuddered and replied hurriedly, “Chief, I’ve been practicing intensively lately, and that’s why I’m suffering from backlash. When trying to comprehend the laws of elements, an unstable mindset can lead to backlash from those laws.”
Chief Simpson nodded and smiled. “Among the younger generation of our Lanshi Tribe, you have great talent and are diligent. Eventually, you will surely become a level-sixLord of the Underworld, just like your father!”
“Yes, Chief,” replied Sidde respectfully.
Sidde’s father, Eric—Simpson’s younger brother—was a level-sixLord of the Underworld and served as a brigade commander under the army of the Sea God. He was one of the most skilled warriors in the Lanshi Tribe and a source of pride for them.
After sitting down, Sidde’s mind was filled with thoughts about Huang Long, leaving him distracted.

He pondered whether to tell the tribe about his affair with Huang Long, his expression shifting. Eventually, he sighed inwardly and decided to discuss it later.
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A month later.
It was finally time for the Main God’s army to escort them to the Holy Wen Mansion.
Huang Long and the others bid farewell to Regino. When Regino learned that they were heading to the Divine Transformation Pool in the Holy Wen Mansion, he generously saw them off at the gates of Silver Emperor City.
“This is the flying artifact of the Netherworld?!” Upon arriving at the city gates, Huang Long stared at the object, which was several kilometers long and hundreds of meters wide, resembling a sealed metal ship.
“Hehe, Brother Huang Long, don’t underestimate this. It’s worth 100 billion,” Regino said with a smile.
“100 billion?!” Bog and the others were shocked.
“However, compared to defensive and offensive artifacts, flying artifacts are worth millions of times more,” Regino added.
He then told Huang Long and the others more about flying artifacts.
In the divine realm, crafting flying artifacts is the most difficult task, taking tens of thousands of times longer than creating ordinary artifacts, and requiring the use of dozens of the most precious metal ores.
“100 billion?!”
Hearing this, Huang Long became intrigued. He extended his divine sense to penetrate the artifact and examine its internal structure.
“Hehe, Brother Huang Long is also interested in this flying artifact? I have one myself. If you want it, I’ll give it to you. My artifact may not be as good as this one, but it’s still top-tier,” Regino said with a smile, thinking Huang Long was interested after seeing him stare at it.
Huang Long was momentarily stunned before politely declining with a smile.
In the end, Huang Long and the others boarded the flying artifact with Regino and the others seeing them off.
Powers of the Nether King didn’t need to pay divine stones to enter cities or use flying artifacts.
When Huang Long and the others entered the interior of the artifact, there were already many people inside—no less than a thousand. As they stepped in, everyone turned to look at Huang Long. These divine realm or god-tier powers had just witnessed Regino personally seeing them off, and coupled with Huang Long and the others wearing Nether King-level attire, they guessed their identities.
Although only a month had passed, almost everyone who entered or left Silver Emperor City knew of Huang Long and the others’ reputation.
These divine realm or god-tier powers looked at them with awe, envy, and similar emotions—just like many god-tier powers from the Main God’s army who invited them aboard.
“Brother Huang Long, this way, please,” said a high-ranking god from the Main God’s army politely, leading Huang Long and the others to a room.

Huang Long and the others had different statuses, and thus received different treatments compared to those at the divine realm level in the hall.
“Hehe, brother, I never expected you to be Huang Long!” Just as the squad leader was about to lead Huang Long and the others into the room, suddenly, hearty laughter came from the adjacent room.
Huang Long looked over and saw it was Li Yifeng, the dark-haired youth who had been pursued by the ancient primitives in the Primordial Forest. But now, Li Yifeng was holding two blond beauties, both of whom were lower-tier gods.
Huang Long also didn’t expect to meet Li Yifeng here.
“Lord Li Yifeng!” The squad leader quickly spoke respectfully upon seeing him.
Lord Li Yifeng? Huang Long’s mind stirred. Could this Li Yifeng also be part of the Supreme God’s army?
Li Yifeng nodded, then turned to Huang Long and said, “Brother Huang Long, how about coming to my room? It’s spacious enough, and it’s fate that we meet again.”
Bog and the others watched Huang Long. After pondering for a moment, Huang Long nodded and said, “Okay.”
He was also curious about the identity of this dark-haired youth with chaotic energy hidden within him.
Hearing Huang Long’s agreement, Li Yifeng’s eyes lit up with joy. “Brother Huang Long, please!” he said, then asked the two women in his arms to leave.
Accompanied by Li Yifeng, Huang Long and the others entered his room.
The interior of the room was worlds apart from the hall outside—luxurious, almost on par with the palaces of mortal empires, and everything used was rare stones and wood from the Netherworld.
“Brother Huang Long, I really didn’t expect it—you’ve even broken Marshall’s record!” After inviting Huang Long and the others in, Li Yifeng expressed his amazement again, his gaze complex as he glanced at Bog and the others behind Huang Long.
A group of divine realm beings had managed to break Marshall’s record!
Moreover, in just eleven months, although the number of primitive beasts they hunted was half of Huang Long’s—slightly over one million—yet the fact that a single divine realm being could hunt one million in a year was simply unbelievable!
Back then, he had also taken part in the First-Level Trial of the Nether King, but he hadn’t even made it into the top 100, ranking in the 300s. He had been pleased about that for quite some time.
Those were countless billions of years of strong beings in the Netherworld—ranking in the 300s was already a form of honor.
Now, he was already a Fifth-Level Nether King warrior. A month ago, when he heard that someone, along with their group of divine realm subordinates, had broken Marshall’s record, he was stunned for quite some time.

Just now, when he saw Regino personally seeing Huang Long and the others off, he realized that the person who had broken Marshall’s record along with a group of followers from the Divine Realm was none other than the young man he had met in the Ancient Forest some time ago. After sitting down with Huang Long and the others, the dark-haired youth Li Yifeng gave a wry smile and continued, “When I heard that someone had broken Marshall’s record, I even thought of going to Regino’s residence to meet this person. But later, I had other things to attend to and didn’t go. This time, I was planning to handle some matters in Holy City when I happened to meet you, brother. And you are indeed Huang Long.” Huang Long shook his head with a smile and said, “It’s just an honorary title.” The dark-haired youth Li Yifeng laughed and said, “It’s not an honorary title at all. For trillions of years, descendants of major families in the Netherworld have fought desperately to make it into the top 100 during the Nether King Trials. Yet, for over a billion years now, those top 100 positions have remained unchanged. I took part in the trials a few billion years ago and only managed to rank in the 300s, which made me happy for a while.” “In the Netherworld, it’s all about strength—only the strong are respected. Here, if you lack strength, others will treat you like dirt and trample on you at will!” After saying this, Li Yifeng paused and looked at Huang Long. “I always thought Brother Huang Long was extraordinary, but I never expected it to be you who broke Marshall’s record. It really took me by surprise.” Li Yifeng couldn’t help but recall the scene when Huang Long had unleashed his eight divine avatars. Eight divine avatars?! No matter how unusual those eight avatars might be, just by the fact that Huang Long had broken Marshall’s record, he was convinced that Huang Long would surely become one of the strongest in the Netherworld in the future. “I heard that squad leader just now call you ‘sir.’ Are you part of the Main God’s army?” Huang Long asked at that moment. “Oh, well, haha… I accidentally became a squad leader. Huang Long knows that those who become squad leaders in the Main God’s army are usually high-ranking gods. Since Li Yifeng became a squad leader with the strength of a mid-ranking god, one can imagine just how strong he is.” After that, Li Yifeng and Huang Long talked about various matters related to cultivation. Naturally, after their conversation, Li Yifeng’s gaze toward Huang Long changed significantly. Although Huang Long spoke sparingly, his words were concise and insightful, often leading Li Yifeng to sudden realizations, with some of his remarks even earning applause. Bog and the others usually sat quietly, cultivating or listening to the conversation between Huang Long and Li Yifeng, gaining much from it. Sometimes, when Li Yifeng asked about Bog and the others hunting one million primal beasts per year, Huang Long would just smile without explaining. After all, with the power of immortal techniques combined with immortal artifacts, their destructive strength was beyond comparison to that of peers.

And to enable Bogge and the others to complete theNether King Trial within the same two years, the Yellow Dragon passed on a wood-elemental divine skill that allowed them to absorb the life energy contained in the ancient trees of the Primeval Forest at any time for their own use, eliminating the worry of running out of magical power. After asking twice and seeing that the Yellow Dragon avoided answering, Li Yifeng gave up. Thus, time passed as the flying artifact continued on its journey toward Holy Literature City. Two years passed. Holy Literature City—finally arrived!