Chapter 0081: Defy the Gods!

From theBeast Mountains Mountains to the Dragon Speech Empire, passing through over a hundred kingdoms and duchies, the terrifying aura of the eight sacred realm beasts kept all humans and beasts in constant fear.
Among these kingdoms and duchies were some sacred realms, but neither these realms nor the powerful beasts from them dared to stand in their way.
Huang Long and his group advanced relentlessly, filled with murderous intent. No one dared to take the risk of confronting them.
Worried about the safety of Huang Liang and Huang Yi, Huang Long ordered the Sky Blue Python Ox to use its full strength and rush toward the Dragon Speech Empire at top speed.
With the spiritual pills he carried, Huang Long wasn’t concerned about the magical energy needs of his beasts.
The journey from theBeast Mountains Mountains to the Dragon Speech Empire, spanning nearly a million miles, was completed in just three days, and Huang Long’s group reached the border of the Dragon Speech Empire’s territory.
However, despite traveling unimpeded so far, they finally encountered obstacles upon reaching the empire’s borders.
“Dare you! This is the border of the Dragon Speech Empire. Who are you? Retire immediately!” Above the border, the sky was filled with hundreds of seventh-tier Subdragon Winged Dragons, each carrying a warrior clad in green armor, their expressions wary.
Most of these warriors were at the seventh level, with a few at the eighth or ninth level. They belonged to the Flying Dragon Legion, one of the two strongest armies guarding the Dragon Speech Empire’s borders.
The leader of the Flying Dragon Legion was the Dragon Lord, the younger brother of the current emperor of the Dragon Speech Empire and a mid-tier warrior from a sacred realm. It was he who had ordered Huang Long’s group to retreat.
The Dragon Lord rode a first-tier sacred realm flying dragon.
Although he had been shocked just over ten minutes earlier by reports from imperial scouts about the enemy’s strength, as the commander of the border troops, he had to stop them.
Retreat?
Huang Long, sitting on the Sky Blue Python Ox, glanced indifferently at the Flying Dragon Legion blocking their path.
As the two sides confronted each other, Huang Long flew up into the air from the Python Ox, staring coldly at them. Under everyone’s astonished gazes, he formed a strange hand seal, opened his mouth, and slowly uttered, “Wu! Om! Ah! Hung! Ma! Ya! Fu! Bo!”
Hearing these eight obscure words, only the Nine-Eyed Demon Tiger, Sky Blue Python Ox, Great Asura Sulis, and Silver Moon Howling Wolf—those who had seen Huang Long use the Dragon God Eight Tones—changed expressions drastically.
Especially the Silver Moon Howling Wolf, its body trembling in fear, its eyes filled with terror.
It still remembered the horrifying scene from that full moon night six years ago—a scene etched deep into its soul. Every time it thought of it over the past six years, it would tremble uncontrollably.

The Sacred Realm magical beasts like the Nine-Color Phoenix Bird had never seen the Yellow Dragon use the Dragon God’s Eight Tones. After noticing the terrified expressions on the Sky-Blue Python Ox, they were just puzzled when, suddenly, in horror, they saw terrifying sound waves radiating outward from the Yellow Dragon, as if thousands of dragons were roaring or countless beasts were screaming. The spatial energy spread in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Space collapsed!

Time seemed to freeze!

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of the dragon’s roar remained!

Even the Nine-Color Phoenix Bird, a high-ranking being of the Sacred Realm standing behind the Sky-Blue Python Ox, felt its soul tremble. Magical beasts like the Golden-Winged Roc retreated in shock.

The Flying Dragon Army, overwhelmed by the sound waves, showed expressions of despair before death. As the Dragon Lord and his Sacred Realm beginner-level flying dragon were about to be submerged, the intermediate-level warrior of the Sacred Realm hastily drew his great sword, channeled all his combat energy, and swung wildly, shouting, “Fury of the Battle God!”

“Fury of the Battle God” was a heavenly-level combat technique, the strongest technique passed down through the royal family of the Dragon Language Empire for thousands of years. The sword energy was fierce, but before the overwhelming destructive power of the Dragon God’s Eight Tones, it was instantly drowned out.

Even the fury of the Battle God could not erase the destructive power of the Dragon God’s Eight Tones!

Without pause, the sound waves covered everything. The Dragon Lord, riding on his flying dragon, roared in defiance and tried desperately to dodge, but it was all in vain.

Six years ago, when the Yellow Dragon had just reached the stage of separating his spirit from his body and used the Dragon God’s Eight Tones, even the Silver Moon Howling Wolf, a Sacred Realm beginner, could not escape. Now, having advanced further in this state, the power of the Dragon God’s Eight Tones was countless times greater than before.

When everything calmed down and the sound waves dissipated, the Nine-Color Phoenix Bird and the other Sacred Realm magical beasts saw in horror that the Flying Dragon Army, which had once blocked their path, no longer existed.

Yes, it was gone! Along with the intermediate-level Dragon Lord and his Sacred Realm combat pet!

Only blood remained, drifting down like rain. When it fell to the ground, it formed a strange pattern—clearly the shape of a dragon! A blood dragon created by the blood rain!

Under the force of the Dragon God’s Eight Tones, even space collapsed; how much more so could human or animal bodies withstand it?

If gods stand in the way, kill the gods! If demons stand in the way, kill the demons!

Anyone who dares to block the Yellow Dragon’s path will die!

The Yellow Dragon descended from the sky and sat on the Sky-Blue Python Ox, feeling a surge of depletion in his magical energy. Although the Dragon God’s Eight Tones were extremely powerful, this supreme technique consumed vast amounts of energy. Yet soon, he felt the Netherworld Divine Tree in the Immortal Pavilion continuously drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish his depleted energy.

“Keep moving forward!” After swallowing another pill, the Yellow Dragon said coldly.
Only then did the beasts regain their senses, all responding loudly and marching forward once more toward the palace of the Dragon Speech Empire.
Originally, the Yellow Dragon didn’t need to go to such lengths to destroy the Flying Dragon Legion, but worried about the safety of Huang Liang and Huang Yi, he decided to handle it himself to end it quickly.
It was a long time after the Yellow Dragon and his group left before the soldiers on the border of the Dragon Speech Empire snapped out of their daze. Still, they stared in disbelief at the blood-red dragon on the ground—had the Flying Dragon Legion really been destroyed?!
It was truly over!
All of them were dead!
The Flying Dragon Legion had always been the pride of the Dragon Speech Empire, and the Dragon Emperor, that sacred warrior, was the spiritual pillar of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on its borders. Yet their spiritual pillar had been utterly destroyed just from a single encounter!
“No, this can’t be!” Some soldiers shouted desperately.
……
In the palace of the Dragon Speech Empire.
Du Meng said cheerfully, “Have those two dogs from the Huang family been brought to the palace? Go, bring them here, and also bring those prepared torture devices.”
“I’ve waited six years for this day. Later, I must torment these two dogs thoroughly to vent my hatred!”
“Yes, My Lady!” The middle-aged man’s subordinate quickly replied respectfully before leaving. After taking some detours, he arrived at a torture chamber and shouted at the jailers, “The Lady orders that these two dogs be brought to her. She wants to carry out the punishment herself.”
The jailers promptly replied respectfully, not daring to hesitate. They rushed forward to unlock the cells and brought out Huang Liang and Huang Yi, who had just been brought in.