Chapter 0599: Feng Jinshan Takes Action

The vast expanse of void.
“My Lord Divine King, shall we intervene?” Wifley asked.
Leo’s eyes flickered as he shook his head. “Not yet.” With that, he glanced toward another part of the void, where Opot and the others from Tianlong Mountain were hiding.
Leo had sent Wifley to order and urge Mori to join forces with Darli and the others to surround and kill Huanglong. Naturally, Feng Jinshan wanted to witness such a spectacle. But they never expected Huanglong to be so powerful—even the five supreme gods of Mori combined could barely deal with him, let alone defeat him; they could barely protect themselves!
If nothing went wrong, Mori wouldn’t last long!
In another part of the void, seemingly sensing Leo’s gaze, Opot looked over through the void, smirked coldly, then turned to watch the fierce battle among the six.
As Huanglong’s figure appeared, Opot’s expression grew uncertain. Clearly, like Leo, he hadn’t expected Huanglong to be this strong. A murderous intent flickered in his heart. Back at Leipeng Mountain, they had trapped Huanglong not only because he could craft sacred king treasures but also because they thought his strength was at most that of an ordinary supreme god—unthreatening to them. They believed they could control him. But now, the situation was completely different.
Huanglong made them feel danger!
Behind Opot, Keller and the others stood in midair, their shock evident in their eyes.
Huanglong killing Patriarch Naitson Theol was already astonishing, but now, fighting alone against the five supreme gods and still holding the upper hand filled them with shock and even terror!
Fighting alone against the five supreme gods—what did that mean?!
Huanglong had the strength to become a supreme god king!
Although his current strength wasn’t enough to match a supreme god king, what about in the future?!
Feeling Opot’s murderous intent, Keller’s eyes gradually turned cold as he stared at Huanglong like a venomous snake staring at its prey.
Noticing Keller’s change in mood, Opot’s expression shifted, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
At that moment, another disturbance arose in the void—people from Leipeng Mountain had arrived as well.
Hebrel and the elders of Leipeng Mountain saw the intense battle unfolding and their expressions changed repeatedly, each with their own thoughts. Shortly after Leipeng Mountain’s arrival, Livya from Yinhu Mountain, Yidehai from Shuangyan Mountain, Muli, and others also arrived.
From then on, the strongest forces in the Chaos Divine Realm gathered together.

At this moment, under the attack of the Yellow Dragon, Mori’s main divine body was in a disheveled state, its supreme divine armor severely damaged by the Yellow Dragon’s sword energy, leaving it in a pitiful condition with blood constantly seeping out. As for his fire-based divine avatar, it was even worse—covered in blood, with the flames formed by his supreme divine power dim, as if they could be blown out at any moment.

“Yellow Dragon, I’ll fight you to the death!” Mori roared, driven to desperation by the Yellow Dragon. Fear in his heart was replaced by rage, and his supreme divine sword emitted a dazzling light as he swung it wildly at the Yellow Dragon.

With a hum, a sword beam sliced through the void between heaven and earth, slashing down at the Yellow Dragon.

Seeing this, the Yellow Dragon sneered inwardly, darted away in an instant, and the sword beam missed its target.

The swirling qi layers were split by this sword strike, creating a huge rift, with the fierce winds intensifying even more.

By then, the Yellow Dragon had reached Mori’s main divine body. Raising his right hand, he swung down fiercely, sending a blade of light with destructive power toward Mori’s body.

Mori’s eyes widened. The rage in them vanished, replaced by fear as he watched the terrifying blade of light growing larger before him, filling him with despair.

Roar! Under the threat of death, golden light burst from the supreme divine seal on Mori’s forehead, like sunlight breaking through clouds, instantly shining in all directions.

Mori frantically channeled his supreme divine power into the seal, unleashing his strongest attack.

As he poured his power into the seal, it greedily absorbed all of his divine energy, surging forth like an unstoppable force.

This attack represented all of Mori’s life force.

Even if he managed to severely injure the Yellow Dragon with this strike, he himself would be heavily damaged due to the excessive strain. He knew the consequences of this attack, but at this point, he couldn’t care less. Compared to his life, what was a severe injury?

The Yellow Dragon hadn’t expected Mori’s desperate attack to be so powerful. Shocked, he couldn’t focus on killing Mori anymore. He frantically channeled the power of the immortal spirit within him, his head surrounded by brilliant light. At the same time, golden clouds emerged from his body, forming a golden sea around him.

When Mori unleashed his full life force through the supreme divine seal, it first collided with the Yellow Dragon’s radiant light, causing the space to ripple. Then, it broke through the light and struck the golden sea.

Continuous loud booms echoed from above, as the golden cloud sea surged violently. Mori’s attack surged like a fierce beam of light, aiming to pierce through the cloud sea and strike the Yellow Dragon.

Seeing this, the Yellow Dragon focused his mind, sending out waves of spiritual energy from the Abyssal Divine Tree in the void. The golden cloud sea condensed once again, instantly blocking Mori’s attack.

Leo, Opot, Hibere, and the others were shocked. They never expected the Yellow Dragon to be able to block Mori’s full-power attack in such a manner. After all, even they would find it difficult to do the same under pressure.

After pouring all his life force into that attack, Mori was utterly exhausted, his face pale and his chest heaving from his labored breathing. Seeing that his attack not only failed to severely harm the Yellow Dragon but didn’t even scratch it, despair deepened in his eyes.

After blocking Mori’s attack, the Yellow Dragon felt his chest heaving with surging blood and energy. Startled, he quickly used his cultivation techniques to regain his composure.

The Yellow Dragon stared coldly at his opponent, raised his right hand, and a sword beam appeared. With a swing, it instantly reached Mori.

Mori, already severely injured from the Yellow Dragon’s attack and further depleted by his own life-force attack, was at his absolute limit—how could he possibly evade the Yellow Dragon’s Mysterious Clear Sword Energy?

“Lord Divine King, save me!” Mori screamed in despair.

Before leaving, Wifley had said that if things really went wrong, Fengjin Mountain would step in. Though he wasn’t sure if anyone from Fengjin Mountain had arrived.

Leo knew it was time for Fengjin Mountain to intervene. After all, the Lanbo family relied on Fengjin Mountain. If they watched helplessly as Mori was killed by the Yellow Dragon, it would dishearten other families dependent on Fengjin Mountain. So, Leo nodded at Wifley beside him.

Wifley understood. He struck out with both hands, and where his Golden Supreme Divine Power passed, space shattered as it rushed toward the Yellow Dragon.

Wifley’s Golden Supreme Divine Power was different from the golden cloud sea surrounding the Yellow Dragon’s body—one was liquid, while the other was a mist formed from gas.

When Wifley’s Golden Supreme Divine Power blocked the Yellow Dragon’s sword beam and collided with the golden cloud sea protecting it, another violent shockwave occurred. The Golden Supreme Divine Power vanished, and the golden cloud sea surged wildly.

The Yellow Dragon was forced to stop, staring into the void with narrowed eyes.

At that moment, Leo, Wifley, and the others stepped out of the void.

Including Leo, a total of thirteen people from Fengjin Mountain had arrived this time! That was twelve Supreme Gods besides Leo.

The Yellow Dragon frowned.

Actually, Feng Jinshan would send someone; Huang Long had expected that. He just didn’t expect even Divine King Leo to come as well.
“Divine King!” When Mo Li saw Leo and the others, it was as if he saw dawn in a night of death. His face lit up with joy, and without caring about propriety, he rushed over and bowed respectfully to Leo.
Leo glanced at Mo Li, who was covered in blood, his face pale and his Supreme Divine Armor severely damaged. Frowning slightly, he said authoritatively, “Get up!”
“Yes, Divine King!” Mo Li replied respectfully before standing up. Sensing the gazes of Leo, Wifley, and the others, his pale face turned embarrassed and red.
Leo turned to look at Huang Long.
Huang Long and Leo locked eyes, and with a crackling sound in space, waves of storms dispersed.
“Huang Long, I didn’t expect your strength to be so great. At Lei Peng Mountain, I misjudged you!” Leo said calmly, his voice devoid of emotion.
At Lei Peng Mountain, Huang Long’s overwhelming aura from refining the Sacred King’s spiritual treasure had made Leo think his strength wasn’t as simple as it seemed. But now, it seemed he had underestimated Huang Long even further.
Huang Long remained silent, continuing to build up his strength.
After speaking, Leo turned his gaze to the four people fighting fiercely. By then, Mo Li had withdrawn his divine avatar back into his body, leaving only the four of them fighting in the sky against Huang Long’s true soul and the evil corpses.
Gale winds howled, and energy beams cut like swords. Yet when they reached the group, it was as if they entered an invisible black hole, dissolving everything around them.
“Wifley, haven’t you always wanted to fight Huang Long? Go!” Leo’s voice rang out again.
Wifley froze for a moment before responding respectfully. He soared forward, staring at Huang Long. White light burst from his eyes, and two invisible vortices formed around them, emitting forces completely opposite to the white light. Strangely, a wailing sound arose in space—sometimes shrill, sometimes distant, sometimes fierce.
Huang Long felt the space around him spin wildly, and his soul seemed to be torn by some force, causing immense discomfort.
The Ghostly Eyes!
This was precisely the power of the Ghostly Eyes—capable not only of altering spatial forces but also creating ghostly wails that affected souls, even surpassing soul attacks in power.
However, Huang Long had already witnessed the power of the Ghostly Eyes in the Pangu World, so he was prepared. When Wifley used it, he tightly guarded his Purple Mansion in his mind. The light from the Chaos Bell in his mind shone brightly, and the auspicious clouds above him glowed intensely, instantly blocking the influence of the Ghostly Eyes.

If Huang Long is still at the level of Great Luo Golden Immortal, his soul would likely have been severely damaged under the power of Weifulei’s Ghostly Eye just now. But now that Huang Long has reached the level of Quasi-Saint, not to mention Weifulei, even if Leo takes action personally, soul attacks can no longer deal serious harm to him.