Chapter 0404: What Is This Move Called?

Under the astonished gazes of the gods, a thunderous dragon roar echoed through the skies. A golden dragon silhouette appeared behind the yellow dragon, radiating intense light. A formidable pressure, along with terrifying power, spread out, enveloping an area of millions of miles.

Sid was flung away by the yellow dragon’s overwhelming force, but instead of crashing to the ground, he was suspended mid-air by an restraining force. Sid’s main body and his dark god clone realized in horror that they couldn’t move at all—no matter how much divine power they tried to exert, it was useless.

At that moment, the yellow dragon soared upward and threw its fists forward.
Boom!
Sid’s main body and his dark god clone were sent flying, crashing hard onto the competition platform and creating two massive craters. Cracks spread rapidly across the ground around the craters, eventually covering an area of hundreds of thousands of miles.

The competition platform had been constructed by the earth-based godly warriors of the six major families, using the hardest ores from the netherworld, and was also protected by restrictions set by those warriors. Yet now, the ores were shattered, the platform was in ruins, and it seemed on the verge of collapsing.

Sid lay motionless in one of the craters. Occasionally, the sound of rocks rolling could be heard from the surrounding ground. Everything was silent. The wind seemed to blow more fiercely.

On the Viewing Platform, the elders who had previously praised Sid’s talent as a disciple of their family fell silent. The yellow dragon stood aloft in the air.

After a while, just as everyone thought the match was over, suddenly, a presence emerged from the crater where Sid had fallen. At first, it was faint, then gradually grew stronger. Eventually, this presence even caused the surrounding air to form storms, with winds swirling high in the sky.

This change surprised the gods, who soon became excited. The yellow dragon also stared indifferently at the ground. Naturally, this presence belonged to Sid. Yet the fact that Sid still had fighting strength after being struck so hard surprised the yellow dragon as well.

The presence continued to grow stronger. Dark lights radiated from within the crater, and the ground trembled, as if some fierce beast was lurking inside, ready to break free.

Under the astonished gazes of the gods, suddenly, a thousand-foot-tall black beast rose from the crater. The beast had a single horn on its head that glowed with a cold light, red eyes, wings on its back, and thick legs. Strangely, above its head, a purple-black circular mass of gas, several hundred meters in diameter, hovered, as if the beast’s head was supporting a purple-black moon.

This was precisely the embodiment of the descendants of the Gibran family—Bi Yue Wu.
Under the heavy strike of the Yellow Dragon, Sid finally transformed into Bi Yue Wu’s form.
Sid’s Bi Yue Wu form slowly rose from the deep pit, with terrifying mutated divine powers spreading in all directions, shaking the entire competition arena.
The form Sid took was not one of destructive power, nor dark or death powers, but rather this kind of mutated divine power.
On the Platform of Forgetfulness, the head of the Gibran family, Alje, nodded and smiled, saying, “Sid, you’ve finally transformed into Bi Yue Wu’s form.”
An elder of the Gibran family said with a smile, “Due to the mutation of his divine avatar, Sid has transformed into Bi Yue Wu’s form, and his strength is more than twice that of someone who transforms normally.”
The elders of the Gibran family all wore smiles, showing their confidence in Sid’s strength now that he had taken on Bi Yue Wu’s form.
Previously, when they saw Sid get blown away by the Yellow Dragon without transforming into Bi Yue Wu’s form, they were shocked and even a bit disappointed, for only they knew Sid’s true strength when he had that form.
“Has he finally transformed into Bi Yue Wu’s form?” The Yellow Dragon sneered inwardly as he looked at Sid across from him.
“Huang Hai, you are unforgivable! I must trample you under my feet!” Sid’s eyes turned red as he roared, his voice echoing throughout the competition arena.
The Yellow Dragon remained silent. Since the opponent had transformed into Bi Yue Wu’s form, what could he do?
At that moment, the Yellow Dragon soared into the air. Suddenly, his entire body glowed brightly, with golden clouds emerging one after another, gradually forming a vast golden sea that covered half of the competition arena.
The surrounding mountains were utterly silent.
The gods held their breath, their faces filled with excitement and enthusiasm.
After a while, the Yellow Dragon’s figure could no longer be seen in the golden sea.
Under the anxious gaze of the gods, a dragon roar sounded. Then, the golden sea surged and dispersed, revealing a golden dragon with five claws, thousands of feet long.
The golden dragon appeared, raised its head, and let out another roar. The clouds and winds in the sky changed, and a golden energy column shot straight into the heavens. Pure dragon power spread out, along with a powerful dragon aura pressing in all directions.
Now that the Yellow Dragon had taken on his true dragon form, Sid roared angrily and soared into the air. The purple-black moon above his giant head rose high into the sky, instantly growing dozens of times larger. Mutated divine powers spread across the entire competition arena, as Sid’s Bi Yue Wu form carried that purple-black moon and charged at the Yellow Dragon.
Sid extended his four claws, creating four eerie black energy storms in midair.

Sid’s fierce attack caused tremors in the surrounding space, even making the restrictions on the combat platform flicker and shake, shocking the gods around him.
“Lord Sid of the Gibran family has taken on the form of Biyue Wu—who would have thought he’d be this powerful!”
“Indeed. Though Lord Huang Hai also took on a dragon form with great momentum, it seems he’ll lose this time!” the gods discussed.
Just then, Huang Long, who had been coldly watching Sid in his true dragon form, opened his mouth and slowly uttered eight obscure spells: “Wu! Om! Ah! Hung! Ma! Ya! Fu! Bo!”
As Huang Long uttered these eight sounds, the surrounding space seemed to fall silent, with waves of terrifying power spreading out.
Roars like those of thousands of dragons filling the sky and earth shook the land!
It seemed as though all sound had vanished from the world—only the roars of dragons remained, filling the minds of the gods.
Everyone paled, including Kennedy. Sid’s Biyue Wu form was swept away like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and his screams were drowned out by the dragon roars.
Sid’s Biyue Wu form struck the energy barrier around the combat platform, causing it to shake violently and nearly break. Then Sid fell to the ground, producing a loud crash.
Dust filled the air. Sid lay there, motionless once again.
The gods stopped discussing, the leaders of the six major families stopped talking, the elders of the Gibran family stopped smiling, and even the battles on other platforms ceased.
It seemed everything had stopped.
This was the first time since the first day of the trials in the Land of Forgetfulness that Huang Long had revealed his true dragon form before the gods, and it was also the first time he had used the Eight Sounds of the Dragon God.
Since entering the Netherworld, Huang Long had never used the Eight Sounds of the Dragon God against enemies, but now, its power was countless times greater than before.
“Finally, I see the young master use the Eight Sounds of the Dragon God again!” someone in the surrounding mountains muttered while watching the combat platform—it was Brad, who had arrived not long ago.

Although Braad couldn’t use the elite flying artifact of the Runin family to come to this Forgotten Corner like Huang Long, he still rushed here alone in the end, considering Huang Long’s safety. Moreover, he didn’t want to miss such a grand event—he had long wanted to see the true strength of the young master.

The Forgotten Platform.

Woodlo, the head of the Beikal family, recovered from his shock and stared at Kennedy in astonishment, “Head Kennedy, is this also an innate skill of your Runin family?!”

The leaders of the six major families all looked at Kennedy.

They were well aware of the innate skills of the Runin family, but surely this wasn’t one of them? Could the Runin family’s innate skills really be this powerful?! Even terrifying!

Thousands of dragon roars, with terrifying power erupting in an instant—probably even a godly warrior of a higher rank would find it hard to withstand!

“This… this surely isn’t an innate skill of our Runin family!” Kennedy said, also somewhat unsure.

What Huang Long had just used was indeed not an innate skill of the Runin family. But if it wasn’t, then how could one explain the move he used after transforming into a true dragon?

“Surely not?!” Woodlo and the others were astonished.

For a moment, everyone remained silent.

The entire Forgotten Platform was quiet, filled with an eerie atmosphere.

The descendants of the six major families watching below also gazed up at the figure standing high in the sky in shock.

“Is this really our brother Huang Hai?!” Fat Francis murmured to himself.

Chester was speechless. After every competition, Fat Francis would say the same thing. But now, even Chester wondered, “Is this really the Huang Hai they know?!”

“I won the competition?” Amidst everyone’s shock, Huang Long reverted to human form and spoke to the steward below.

The stunned steward finally came to his senses, rushed onto the platform, and quickly declared the result of the competition.

The competition was finally over!

Of course, this was the competition at the sixth platform. The descendants at the other platforms were still fighting fiercely. But obviously, the sixth platform had completely captured everyone’s attention.

Huang Long had become number one at the sixth platform!

When the steward announced the result, the sound faded, and the gods in the surrounding mountains erupted into excitement.

On the summit of a mountain, Marshall stood tall, gazing at the fighting platform below with eyes shining with excitement. “What’s the name of this move? Amazing! Eight notes? This can’t be a innate skill of the Runing family! It seems I’ll need to find Huang Hai to talk to after this Forgotten Lands event is over.” With that, he sighed, “It’s just a pity that Huang Hai is still too weak. If he could reach the level of an unparalleled warrior, perhaps he might be a match for me.”