Chapter 0438: Meeting Lord Archibald

The appearance of the Yellow Dragon in the Purple Moon Mountains caused a tremendous stir, shocking nearly 100 million god-tier warriors in the entire range. Their faces soon showed excitement, along with expressions of admiration, reverence, and fervor.

Ming Yu from the Dark Moon Tribe was even more emotional, tears welling in his eyes: “Yellow Dragon, Lord Yellow Dragon!”

Two thousand years ago, he had invited the Yellow Dragon and others to their Dark Moon Tribe. Over these two millennia, he often recalled this event, feeling immense pride each time. The Yellow Dragon, along with his 24 followers, had broken Marshall the Dark King’s record!

All the major families and factions in the Underworld were searching for him, hoping to recruit him into their clans. Soon after, news spread about the Yellow Dragon’s astonishing feats in the Land of Forgetfulness—feats that shocked even the top beastmasters and twelve divine avatars in various divine realms!

Thinking that such a great figure had once been so closely “in contact” with him two thousand years ago, how could Ming Yu not be excited and proud?!

When the people of the Lance Tribe heard the exclamations around them, they also stared in shock at the Yellow Dragon. But unlike the people from other tribes, the Lance Tribe members, remembering the Yellow Dragon’s previous words and his attack on their tribe, saw their newfound admiration and fervor vanish, replaced only by panic. The chief of the Lance Tribe, Simpson, was no exception.

Sid? Could it be that their tribe had offended Lord Yellow Dragon?!

In shock, many doubtful thoughts flashed through Simpson’s mind.

The elder who had earlier shouted angrily, demanding to know who dared to offend their Lance Tribe, was now pale and retreating behind the tribe members. The Yellow Dragon noticed this small move and sneered.

“Oh, it’s Lord Yellow Dragon!” After a while, Simpson suppressed his shock, forced a smile, and spoke to the Yellow Dragon with respect.

The Yellow Dragon did not reply. Instead, he extended his divine sense to cover the entire Lance Mountain peak. In an instant, he frowned—nothing?! Under his divine sense, he found neither Huang Xiong, Zhao Rong, nor even Sid.

Then, the Yellow Dragon continued to penetrate deeper underground, all the way to a depth of a thousand feet. Since there could be no hidden caves or alternate spaces any further down, he stopped. But instead of withdrawing his divine sense, he spread it across the entire Lance Mountain range. Still, in the end, he found no trace of the others.

Seeing that the Yellow Dragon did not respond, Simpson grew uneasy. Like everyone else from the Blues Tribe around him, he held his breath and dared not move. After a while, seeing that the Yellow Dragon still stood there, he couldn’t help but ask cautiously, “Yellow, Lord Yellow Dragon, are you looking for Sid from our Blues Tribe?”
The other god-tier powerhouses from the surrounding tribes inwardly thought it was nonsense!
Everyone had heard the Yellow Dragon’s voice just now. If he wasn’t looking for Sid, then what could he possibly be doing here but practicing his voice?! However, seeing Simpson, the leader of the Blues Tribe, looking so frustrated, they all secretly rejoiced at his misfortune.
As the “local emperor” of the Purple Moon Mountains, the Blues Tribe ruled over that region, and even its direct descendants held great authority among these tribes. Simpson, as the leader, had never experienced such humiliation before.
“Sid, where is he?” The Yellow Dragon turned and glared coldly at Simpson.
“S-Sid? He, he!” Simpson stammered, his voice trembling under the Yellow Dragon’s icy gaze. “I don’t know! I really don’t!” But then he quickly added, “Lord Yellow Dragon, Sid left the Blues Tribe over a hundred years ago and has never returned. As for where he went, we really don’t know either.”
Although Sid was a core member of the Blues Tribe, it was unlikely he needed to report everything to Simpson and the others. So, Simpson and the rest of the Blues Tribe had no idea where Sid had gone after leaving over a hundred years ago.
Still, Simpson couldn’t help but wonder why the Yellow Dragon was searching for their tribe’s member. At the same time, he felt bitter and angry—how could Sid have offended the Yellow Dragon like this!
Who in the Underworld didn’t know the name of the Yellow Dragon?
Even the six major families in the Underworld had to be cautious around him.
And yet, Sid was so foolish as to offend him?!
“Don’t know?” The Yellow Dragon sneered coldly. “Two hundred years ago, my family was invited to your Blues Tribe by him, and they haven’t appeared since.”
The Yellow Dragon’s icy voice spread throughout every corner of the Purple Moon Mountains. At that moment, the nearly hundred million god-tier powerhouses from various tribes finally understood why the Yellow Dragon had come looking for Sid from the Blues Tribe!
It turned out that Sid from the Blues Tribe had “abducted” the Yellow Dragon’s family!
Then, everyone grew even more delighted—this time, the Blues Tribe was in for a shock!
Simpson and the rest of the Blues Tribe’s members paled in shock. It was indeed Sid from their tribe who had “abducted” the Yellow Dragon’s family. How foolish of Sid to offend the Yellow Dragon like this!

“Huang, Lord Yellow Dragon!” Simpson stammered, his face filled with terror. “We don’t know about this. If we had known, we would never have dared—how could we?” Simpson was on the verge of crying.
They indeed didn’t know about this. Or rather, even if someone from their clan had brought back a member of the Yellow Dragon family back then, likely no one would have paid attention or cared.
They had no idea.
Hearing Simpson’s reply, Yellow Dragon’s expression remained cold, though he knew Simpson was probably telling the truth.
Suddenly, at that moment, Yellow Dragon and Bradd let out an exclamation before turning to look into the distance.
Simpson felt uneasy. Seeing Yellow Dragon act like this, along with everyone else being surprised, he followed Yellow Dragon’s gaze.
There was nothing but emptiness.
As they were puzzled, after a while, gradually, a dozen dark figures appeared in their line of sight.
Eventually, they could clearly see the faces of those dozen people. When they saw one of them, everyone’s expression became complex.
Sid! Sid from the Blues Tribe!
That’s right—among those dozen people was Sid, the one Yellow Dragon was searching for!
Upon seeing Sid, Simpson’s expression relaxed. When he saw the dozen people in front of Sid, his face lit up with relief, as if he had survived a great ordeal.
Yellow Dragon had already seen Sid, but what made him frown was the identities of the dozen people around Sid.
These people were dressed in the attire of the Terrence family, and one of them wore the same clothes as Jared, the elder of the Terrence family they had met in the Sea of Wind and Thunder.
This meant this person was an elder of the Terrence family—a peerless powerhouse!
His aura was no weaker than Jared’s; in fact, it seemed slightly stronger.
The other dozen members of the Terrence family also possessed strength ranging from level seven to the peak of level eight of the Underworld King.
Out of these eighteen people, aside from Sid and another middle-aged man, the other sixteen were from the Terrence family. The other middle-aged man wore a blue robe with a blue badge on his chest that glowed brightly—this was the attire of a brigade commander in the Main God Army.
From what Yellow Dragon knew, this middle-aged man must be Sid’s father, Eric. However, on the surface, his strength seemed only at the peak of level six of the Underworld King. But Yellow Dragon knew that for Eric to be a brigade commander in the Main God Army, his strength could never be as simple as it appeared. Back then, Li Yifeng, whose strength was close to level seven of the Underworld King, was only a company commander in the Main God Army.

Erik and the others returned to the Purple Moon Mountains, chatting and laughing along the way. When they saw nearly 100 million god-tier warriors densely gathered in the sky above the Purple Moon Mountains, they were stunned—quite surprised indeed. Not only was Erik puzzled, but everyone from the Terence family was also confused.

“Hehe, the tribes of the Purple Moon Mountains must have learned that Elder Archibald of ours is coming, so they all came out to greet us in formation!” At that moment, a disciple of the Terence family at the Eighth Level of the Nether King class chuckled.

Archibald was the elder from the Terence family who accompanied Erik on this journey. Everyone smiled, but soon they realized something was amiss. Greeting in formation? The people from the various tribes of the Purple Moon Mountains were scattered here and there, some gathered in groups, some turning their backs on them—how could this be considered a greeting formation?!

But if it wasn’t a greeting formation, then what?!

Archibald and the others scanned the nearly 100 million god-tier warriors. Finally, as their gaze passed over Huang Long and the others, it suddenly returned, stopping on them.

“Huang Long?!”

When Archibald recognized Huang Long, he was slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected to encounter him here. At the same time, he wondered even more—what was Huang Long doing in the Purple Moon Mountains?!

Some of the Terence family’s disciples, who didn’t know Huang Long, were also shocked after hearing Elder Archibald’s exclamation. They followed his gaze and saw Huang Long. Erik was equally shocked, but then he noticed Simpson and the others standing in front of Huang Long, seemingly confronting him. A glint appeared in his eyes.

When Sid saw Huang Long’s shock, panic flashed across his face. But after seeing Archibald in front of him, the panic vanished, replaced by a cold smirk.

As the people from the Terence family approached, the nearly 100 million god-tier warriors of the Purple Moon Mountains were also shocked and filled with awe upon seeing Archibald and the others’ attire.

In a mountain range like the Purple Moon Mountains, even the arrival of a Seventh Level Nether King warrior would cause tremendous upheaval, let alone Archibald, who was an unparalleled powerhouse. All corners of the tribes in the Purple Moon Mountains became chaotic.

“Paying respects to Elder Archibald and all the lords!” As Archibald and the others arrived, the high-ranking members of the Lance family, like Simpson, who felt as if they had been reborn, flew past Huang Long and bowed respectfully to Archibald and the others. As they passed by Huang Long and the others, their arrogant expressions were evident.

“Paying respects to Elder Archibald and all the lords!” After Simpson and the others bowed, tens of millions of Lance family disciples bowed behind them, their voices booming with strength, sweeping away all previous shadows.

After looking at each other, the chiefs of the various tribes in the Purple Moon Mountains also flew forward to pay their respects.
Finally, it was the people from the various tribes in the Purple Moon Mountains.
In an instant, Huang Long and the others were left behind, feeling somewhat isolated.