Chapter 0451: Finally Meeting the King of the Death Spirit Realm

Led by that captain, Huang Long and the others entered the palace complex without any obstruction.
In fact, it couldn’t really be called a palace complex—it was rather a city formed by numerous palaces, with the King’s Palace located at its center.
After entering, Huang Long and the others found no one else in the city except for soul messengers on patrol. Thus, whenever a soul messenger passed by, they would gaze at Huang Long and the others with strange and puzzled expressions. Clearly, these soul messengers were also wondering how anyone could enter the King’s Mountain at this time?!
During the period of the Death God Thunderstorm, only supreme gods at the ultimate perfection level could enter or leave the King’s Mountain.
Could Huang Long and the others all be supreme gods at the ultimate perfection level? That was obviously impossible.
The captain leading Huang Long and the others had also been puzzled by this throughout the journey. Unable to figure out their identities, when he heard that they wanted to see the King, he didn’t dare neglect them and led them to the King’s Palace.
Otherwise, under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t have been able to enter this palace city without strict inspection.
“Please wait a moment. I’ll go in and inform them,” said the captain after leading Huang Long and the others to the entrance of the King’s Palace. Then he turned to them and entered the palace.
Biqier, the chief administrator of the King’s Palace in the Death Spirit Realm and the second most powerful figure after the King himself—a mighty demon god—was deep in thought in the hall when the captain came in and reported respectfully, “Xili greets Lord Biqier!”
Biqier’s thoughts were interrupted. He raised his head, his expression displeased. “What is it?”
The captain quickly replied, “Lord Biqier, there are god-tier powerhouses outside who wish to see the King!”
Biqier’s displeased expression turned to shock. “What?! There are god-tier powerhouses outside seeking to see the King?! Are you sure they’re god-tier powerhouses?!”
“Yes, Lord Biqier,” replied the captain respectfully.
“It’s currently the period of the Death God Thunderstorm, right? How could there be god-tier powerhouses able to break into our King’s Mountain?!” Biqier was shocked. He stood up immediately. “Are they outside the palace?!”
The captain replied respectfully that they were.
Just as Biqier was about to use his divine sense to investigate, he realized it might not be appropriate—using his divine sense to probe others was an act of disrespect. What if they really were supreme gods at the ultimate perfection level?!
“Come, follow me outside,” Biqier said without hesitation and hurriedly stepped out.
The captain quickly followed.
“Thirty-three people!” Biqier’s eyes widened when he saw Huang Long and the others after coming outside.

Since the captain hadn’t specified how many people Huang Long and the others were, Bi Qier assumed it was just one person. So when he came out and saw that Huang Long and his group numbered thirty-three in total, he was shocked. However, after seeing the strength of the Huang family members and Bogu and the others, he felt a bit relieved. As for Huang Long and Brade, he couldn’t tell their true strength levels. Now, as Huang Long’s strength gradually recovered and he used the immortal technique to conceal his aura, even ordinary peerless experts found it difficult to discern his true strength. Bi Qier hesitated for a moment before approaching Huang Long and saying, “Brother, do you wish to see our King of the Realm?!” With his keen eyesight, he could clearly see that Huang Long was the leader of this group. Yet, as he stepped forward to ask, he couldn’t hide the confusion on his face. “Indeed. Who are you?” Huang Long replied with a bow. “This sir is the chief administrator of our King of the Realm’s palace, Lord Bi Qier!” At that moment, the captain behind Bi Qier stepped forward and introduced him respectfully. Due to Bi Qier’s way of addressing Huang Long, the captain quickly changed his tone and became even more respectful. “So it’s Chief Administrator Bi Qier!” said Huang Long. “You’re too kind,” replied Bi Qier, also being polite before turning to the captain and saying, “That’s enough. You’re not needed here anymore. You may go.” “Yes, Lord Bi Qier!” The captain replied respectfully before stepping back and leaving. “Please, come in,” Bi Qier said after the captain left, gesturing for Huang Long and the others to enter the King of the Realm’s palace. Huang Long and the others followed inside. After leading them to the hall, Bi Qier asked them to take their seats. “Everyone, I wonder what brings you to see our King of the Realm?” Bi Qier asked after they sat down, looking at Huang Long. The others also looked at Huang Long. After pondering for a while, Huang Long said, “To be honest, someone planted a Mist Fiend in my sister’s body. I heard that the King of the Realm can eliminate these Mist Fiends, so I brought my group here to meet him.” “What?! Mist Fiends?!” Bi Qier’s expression changed drastically upon hearing this. He suddenly stood up again, unable to believe it, staring at Huang Long. He had been by the King of the Realm’s side for quite some time and naturally knew about the events of the past—the time when those Mist Fiends ravaged the entire Death Spirit Realm. Those terrifying memories remained deep in his mind, filling him with shock every time he thought of them. Back then, when their King of the Realm eliminated trillions of those Mist Fiends, he and all the undead in the Death Spirit Realm cheered and rejoiced. But now, could those Mist Fiends have appeared again?!

“Are you sure that’s a Mist Fiend?!” Bier asked in shock and disbelief.
Hadn’t their World King eliminated all the Mist Fiends back then? None had appeared for so many ages—how could they reappear now? He found it hard to believe.
Huang Long knew that the other party wouldn’t believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes, so he released his fourth sister, Huang Yi, from the Immortals Pavilion. In a flash of light, Huang Yi appeared before everyone.
“It’s true! It really is a Mist Fiend!” Bier exclaimed in terror upon seeing the faint black mist on Huang Yi’s face, his voice trembling as he lost his composure.
The horror of the Mist Fiends was deeply etched in his mind.
Even though he was no longer the formless undead of the past but a powerful demon god, that fear still remained unshaken.
It took a long time before Bier regained his senses from shock. He suppressed his fear and then asked, “I wonder how your sister was afflicted with this Mist Fiend?!”
Huang Long hesitated for a moment before saying, “It was probably planted by Bishop from the Runing Family in the Netherworld.”
Huang Long could only say it was likely; he wasn’t sure if it was indeed Bishop. His initial assumption was merely his own speculation.
“Bishop!” Bier exclaimed in surprise.
As the eldest elder of the Runing Family and a peerless warrior nearly attaining perfection, Bier naturally knew of Bishop.
“So who are you?!” Bier asked curiously.
“I am Huang Long,” Huang Long replied without hiding anything. In fact, there was no need to, and if the other party wanted to find out, it wouldn’t be difficult.
“Huang Long? You’re Huang Long?!” Bier stared at him in disbelief.
The opening of the Forgotten Lands in the Netherworld was a major event, attracting attention from various divine realms. Thus, Huang Long’s name had already become known to some powerful beings in those realms.
After being surprised, Bier suddenly realized that as Huang Long became known to these powerful beings, news of his duel with Bishop also spread. Given their feud, it wasn’t strange that Bishop wanted to deal with Huang Long.
But how did Huang Long survive the Death Divine Thunder?! As far as he knew, Huang Long was only at the eighth level of the Nether King realm, yet even ordinary peerless warriors couldn’t withstand the Death Divine Thunder.
Could it be because of those twelve divine avatars, or those mutated primordial beasts?!
Bier was filled with doubts.
“Manager Bier,” Huang Long said at that moment, “I was wondering if you could convey a message to your World King.”

Although Bi Qier knew Huang Long’s identity and that he wasn’t an unparalleled warrior, he didn’t dare underestimate him and said politely, “Brother Huang Long, there’s no need to be so formal.” Then his expression turned troubled: “It’s just that our King of the Realm is out and not in the King’s Palace right now.”
“What?! Out?!”, Huang Long and the others’ expressions changed.
Huang Yi’s situation couldn’t be delayed any longer. What if the King of the Realm was gone for hundreds or even thousands of years?!
“Yes, some issues have arisen in the Death Swamp at the far north of our Death Spirit Realm, and the King of the Realm must go there in person to handle them,” Bi Qier said. Then he added, “But don’t worry, Brother Huang Long. Once the King of the Realm finishes dealing with those matters, he should return soon—at the latest, within half a year.”
Hearing this, Huang Long and the others felt relieved.
Half a year? That was fine!
If it were hundreds or thousands of years, that would be troublesome.
“However,” Bi Qier hesitated, “Brother Huang Long, though your identity is special, getting our King of the Realm to intervene might not be easy.”
He had followed the King of the Realm for so many years and knew his temperament well. If the King didn’t want to intervene, no one, no matter who they were, would be able to make him do so.
Huang Long nodded.
For now, he could only wait for the King of the Realm to return.
Bi Qier insisted they stay, so Huang Long and the others remained in the King’s Palace, waiting for his return.
While staying in the palace, Bi Qier, having nothing to do, often visited Huang Long and Bradd. He showed great interest in some of the things that had happened to Huang Long in the Netherworld. Although he had heard much about them, he still wanted to confirm some details directly from Huang Long.
Things like the twelve divine avatars and the six million mutated beasts, which were hard to believe.
When Bi Qier heard from Huang Long that the Supreme God Susan, Wunda, and others had sent him to the Supreme God’s space and that Huang Long had refused, he was amazed.
As time passed, three months later, the King of the Realm still hadn’t returned, but Bi Qier and Huang Long had become quite close.
One day, while Huang Long was discussing the matter of the Chaos Divine Dragon’s right eye with Bradd in the courtyard of the King’s Palace, Bi Qier came over, beaming with joy, and said, “Brother Huang Long, our King of the Realm has returned!”
“Your King of the Realm has returned!”, Huang Long was overjoyed. He and Bradd quickly followed Bi Qier to the main hall.

Upon arriving in the grand hall, Huang Long and Brade finally saw the ruler of the Death Spirit Realm—a woman, a woman of peerless beauty. Although Huang Long had already known from Brade and Bir that the ruler of the Death Spirit Realm was a woman, he was still slightly amazed upon seeing her appearance.
“This is the ruler of the Death Spirit Realm, Verly?!” A woman whose beauty was no less than that of the Supreme God Susan.