Chapter 0625: I Can’t Believe You’re Really That Strong!

Buli and the others stared at Zerom in utter terror. Suddenly, a figure flashed by. Upon taking a closer look, they were filled with joy and quickly came over to bow respectfully, “Elder Ancestor, Lord Hulv!”
Remif ignored Buli and the others, instead staring coldly at Huang Long and the rest.
Since Remif hadn’t participated in the Leipeng Mountain Artificer Competition, he didn’t recognize Huang Long. However, he didn’t notice that Hulv, after arriving, was looking at Huang Long with extreme fear and even trembling.
“You brat, daring to kill someone from my Kithel family? Good, very good!” Remif laughed in fury. No one had dared to be so arrogant in years!
“Now, die!” Remif roared, leaping into the air and slapping down with his palm. His supreme wind-based divine power surged forth, altering the weather.
Clusters of dark green hurricanes tore through space.
In Remif’s eyes, those few minor rulers were nothing but ants he could crush at will.
Because Huang Long had used secret techniques to make everyone appear to possess only ruler-level strength, Remif couldn’t see through it either. Thus, like Buli and the others, he thought Huang Long and his group were merely rulers.
Seeing the Elder Ancestor take action, Buli was secretly delighted. He cast hateful glances at Huang Long and the others. Seeing them still standing there in shock, he sneered, “Die! All of you, die!”
Huang Long stared at the attacking Remif, his eyes flashing with cold light. Calmly, he said, “Let me handle it.”
Zerom, Yuna, and the others, who were about to act, stopped immediately.
Huang Long leaped into the air, his entire body radiating golden light. Amidst the flashes of lightning, a sky-splitting thunder blade appeared.
“The Purple Thunder Sky Blade!”
A flash of purple lightning illuminated the space ahead, cutting it apart. With its destructive power, it instantly sliced through the countless dark green hurricanes and reached Remif.
Remif was panicked by this sudden change. Seeing the terrifying Purple Thunder Sky Blade approaching, he hastily summoned his supreme divine artifact, infusing it with his supreme fire-based divine power. The artifact emitted a dazzling light before he struck violently. Green wind walls formed in front of him.
It was the wind element’s law characteristic—“Binding.”
Yet, those seemingly indestructible green wind walls shattered like bubbles in the face of the Purple Thunder Sky Blade. Remif was horrified and retreated in a gust of green wind.

Just as he stepped back, a shadow flashed before his eyes. Startled, he realized it was the dark-haired young man he had thought of as a minor ruler. Fear appeared in his eyes, but before he could react, a cold voice rang in his ears: “Heaven-Shrouding Great Hand Seal!”
Suddenly, darkness covered the sky above.
Lemif looked up and saw a giant hand seal plummeting down.
Boom!
Buli and the others stared in shock as Lemif crashed to the ground from above, their minds going blank.
After Lemif hit the ground, the palaces and houses around Keithel City collapsed, forming a huge pit. Flames and lightning erupted around it.
Silence reigned everywhere.
The members of the Keithel family, who had been cheering at Lemif’s appearance, now seemed to have their throats squeezed shut, staring blankly at the massive pit.
After a long while, Buli and the others turned to the Yellow Dragon, gasping in horror, their faces filled with fear.
Their strongest ally had been utterly defeated by this opponent!
The Supreme God—their ancestor was the Supreme God! So who was this opponent?! Even the stupidest of them could no longer consider the Yellow Dragon just a minor ruler.
Yet the so-called minor ruler they had seen before suddenly erupted and destroyed their strongest ally, making it hard for them to accept. The fear kept them from daring to go down and check if their ancestor was alive or dead.
After a while, Buli remembered Lord Hulv, the fifth elder of Mount Leipeng. Perhaps he was their only hope now. Although Hulv wasn’t much stronger than their ancestor and couldn’t match this terrifying opponent, after all, he was still the fifth elder of Mount Leipeng. Would this opponent dare offend Mount Leipeng?!
But upon looking, Buli saw that Hulv, their last hope for survival, was staring at the dark-haired young man with utter terror, his face pale. Even upon closer inspection, they could see his body trembling uncontrollably.
Hulv’s fear of this opponent was no less than theirs—indeed, even greater!
“Hulv, Lord Hulv!” Buli suppressed his fear and cast a desperate look at Hulv. The other elders of the Keithel family and the surrounding members also turned to Hulv for help.

Yet Lord Hjulf, who had a very close relationship with their ancestor, ignored their desperate looks for help, as if he hadn’t heard Buli’s voice. He continued to stare in terror at that young man with black hair.
The Yellow Dragon took its gaze away from the huge pit underground and turned to look at Hjulf.
Seeing the Yellow Dragon looking at him, Hjulf was struck like by lightning, his body suddenly freezing.
The Yellow Dragon sneered at this and slowly moved toward Hjulf in the void.
“Yellow, Yellow Dragon, you—!” Hjulf panicked and stepped back as the Yellow Dragon approached, trembling. He simply couldn’t understand how the Yellow Dragon, who had been surrounded and attacked by their Divine King, Lord Hebrei, on Silver Fox Mountain, could appear here!
In just two blows, or even just one, it had knocked Lemifoe, another Supreme God, unconscious—likely leaving him half-dead even if he survived.
Previously, when the Yellow Dragon had killed Theol, the ancestor of the Naitson family, the gods believed it to be the Yellow Dragon’s strength that made him the strongest after the Divine Kings. However, the elders of Thunder Roc Mountain dismissed this, thinking it was an exaggeration. It was only after the Yellow Dragon fought against the five Supreme Gods of the Mor Mountains that the elders of Thunder Roc Mountain were forced to accept that he was indeed the strongest after the Divine Kings.
At that time, Hjulf had not gone to the Mor Mountains and had not seen the Yellow Dragon fighting alone against those five Supreme Gods. But now he realized the Yellow Dragon was even more terrifying than the rumors suggested.
The Yellow Dragon had participated in the Thunder Roc Mountain Artificer Competition. As one of the five elders of Thunder Roc Mountain, Hjulf had naturally seen him there.
“Yellow Dragon?!” Buli and the elders and descendants of the Kithel family were shocked upon hearing Hjulf’s words—this young man with black hair was actually the Yellow Dragon!
Although the Thunder Roc Mountain Artificer Competition was not far off, the Yellow Dragon, who had won first place by crafting a Sacred King’s spiritual treasure at that competition, was already famous among all the major families in the Chaos Divine Plane!
What terrified Buli and the others even more was that wasn’t the Yellow Dragon the main target of Lord Hebrei’s attack on Silver Fox Mountain?! How had he escaped and appeared here?!
“Hjulf, one of the five elders of Thunder Roc Mountain, right?” the Yellow Dragon continued, stepping closer to him.
From the Thunder Roc Mountain Artificer Competition, he still remembered this fifth elder, Hjulf.
Hjulf panicked and stepped back, forcing down his fear as he said harshly, “Yellow Dragon, you escaped from Silver Fox Mountain and still dare to cause trouble in Thunder Roc Mountain’s territory, attacking the Kithel family!”
“Escape? Cause trouble? Attack the Kithel family?” the Yellow Dragon sneered. “Don’t worry. After the Kithel family, it’s your turn, Thunder Roc Mountain!”
After the Kithel family, it’s your turn, Thunder Roc Mountain!

The voice of the Yellow Dragon echoed continuously. Every member of the Keithel family, who all possessed immense power, was shocked—this Yellow Dragon actually dared to think of attacking Mount Leipeng in the future! Hearing this, Huluf laughed heartily: “Haha, Yellow Dragon, you’re far too overconfident. Getting away from Silver Fox Mountain this time is just luck for you. Do you really think that as a mere Supreme God, you’re invincible in the world?! Arrogant, conceited, and ignorant!” At this moment, Huluf regained his composure. He seemed to have forgotten the terrifying strength of the Yellow Dragon, at least as far as he was concerned. Suddenly, a groaning sound came through, harsh and piercing, drawing everyone’s attention. The sound originated from a huge pit in the ground. Buli and the others saw a charred figure at the bottom of the pit trying desperately to stand up, only to fall back down with a muffled thud. “Ancestor!” Seeing this, Buli and the others ignored everything else and rushed to Lemifuo’s side. They saw that Lemifuo’s Supreme God Armor, which should have been incredibly defensive, was now in tatters, with alarming cracks everywhere, and many parts burned black. Lemifuo’s breathing was weak, as if he might die at any moment. Seeing this, Buli and the others gasped in horror once again. High above, Huluf, who had forgotten about the Yellow Dragon’s terrifying strength, was now filled with fear again. He regretted his impulsive words earlier, recalling how he had cursed the Yellow Dragon as overconfident, ignorant, and arrogant, causing him to break into cold sweat. The Yellow Dragon looked at Huluf indifferently and said, “Now, it’s your turn!” Hearing this, Huluf cried out in terror, “Yellow Dragon, how dare you attack me! If you hurt me, Mount Leipeng will make your life worse than death!” Hurt you?! A killing intent flashed in the Yellow Dragon’s eyes. “Die!” With that, a flash of light, and he disappeared into thin air. Death?! Huluf never expected the Yellow Dragon to want to kill him! Seeing the Yellow Dragon vanish, he was filled with panic. Suddenly, an overwhelming force surged from all directions, leaving no place to escape. The aura of death enveloped everything. In his anger and fear, Huluf unleashed his entire fire-based Supreme God power, shouting, “Yellow Dragon, I don’t believe you’re really that strong!” Then, he spun around, wielding his Supreme God Sword, which created sword dragons that surrounded him for protection. As one of Mount Leipeng’s five elders, Huluf was quite powerful—well, relatively speaking, compared to other Supreme Gods. As he summoned the sword dragons to protect himself, under the astonished gazes of Buli and the others, the sky was filled with the Yellow Dragon’s figures, dense and countless.

This is not an illusion, but a true form—the divine avatar of the Yellow Dragon!
Remifoe struggled to stand up, only to see countless Yellow Dragon avatars in the sky and fall again.