Chapter 0846: Kill Them All

One Divine King begged for mercy, but the other three remained silent, their expressions uncertain as they hesitated.
Become a slave to the Yellow Dragon?!
They had ruled the Hongmeng Realm for billions of years, standing atop everything, with all gods obeying at their command!
Now, they were to step down from their thrones as kings and become slaves!
Such humiliation was beyond their tolerance!
They were Divine Kings, not slaves!
“Become my slave? Acknowledge me as your master!” the Yellow Dragon sneered. “It’s too late for you to acknowledge me now!” With a punch from his left hand, he simultaneously slapped the void outside the formation with his right hand, to the astonishment of everyone present.
A muffled sound followed, and the void rippled, revealing a figure—none other than the Divine King Durali of the Tianlong Clan!
While the Eight Thunder Roc Clans were besieging Mount Hailuo, Durali hadn’t accepted Feili’s invitation. Instead, he had come secretly, hiding in the shadows, planning to reap the benefits if both sets of Divine Kings were defeated.
Normally, that would have worked, but unfortunately, the Yellow Dragon had reached the peak of Quasi-Saint status, possessing immense strength. With the help of three supreme treasures, he had killed Parna and the five Divine Kings of Bruchie in succession!
Hiding in the shadows, Durali grew increasingly alarmed, his heart chilled to the core by the situation.
Finally, when the Yellow Dragon killed Telhan and Mevasi, Durali intended to leave. But then the Yellow Dragon acted, forcing him to emerge.
“Since you’re here, Chief Durali, I think you’d better not leave!” the Yellow Dragon said coldly, pushing Durali out with a palm strike.
Durali’s heart sank as a badpremonition arose. “You knew I was hiding here the whole time?!”
“The what?” asked the Yellow Dragon.
Durali had hidden in the void, but the Yellow Dragon’s divine eyes had already detected him. He hadn’t acted earlier to kill Parna, Bruchie, Telhan, and the others. Now that he had the chance, how could he let Durali go?
“Yellow Dragon, our Tianlong Clan wasn’t involved in the siege of Mount Hailuo!” Durali explained, his tone subdued—completely different from during the competition on Tiandai.
“Not involved in the siege? Then why were you hiding? Did you plan to come and help me?” the Yellow Dragon sneered, looking at Durali with mockery.
Durali’s expression turned ugly.
“You planned to let both sides be destroyed so you could profit! But unfortunately, your wish is now unfulfilled,” the Yellow Dragon continued. “I’ve advanced in power and killed Parna and the others. You’re disappointed, aren’t you?!”

“No, how could that be? No, I just—!” Durali forced a smile on his face, trying to defend himself, but Huang Long’s icy gaze made him stop.
“Attack!” Huang Long said coldly.
Feeling the murderous intent from Huang Long, Durali’s expression changed drastically.
“Huang Long, we both belong to the Tianlong clan. Do you really want to exterminate us completely?!” Durali said, “I can give up the position of clan leader to you!”
“The position of clan leader?” Huang Long sneered, “Even if I were to take the position of the clan leader of the Pangu Four Seas Dragon Clan, you would still die!”
Back then, the clan leader of the Pangu Four Seas Dragon Clan was the ancestral dragon Zhu Long, while Huang Long was just a minor elder.
Durali didn’t understand what Huang Long meant by Pangu, but he understood his intention.
“Tianlong You!” Suddenly, Durali transformed, taking on the form of a Tianlong—a golden dragon thousands of feet long appeared in the starry sky. Its body swayed violently, tearing through space as it tried to escape.
“Trying to run away?!” Huang Long snarled coldly. He formed claws with his hands and grabbed Durali from the void with immense force, then flew over to Durali’s side.
“Wuyuan Baolong Art!”
Huang Long wrapped his arms around Durali in the void. In terror, Durali saw the space around him tighten as five terrifying forces tightly encircled him, leaving him completely immobile.
Then, Huang Long threw him high into the air. Durali tumbled upward, dizzy and feeling the space around him distort.
“Die!” Huang Long appeared in front of Durali and struck with his finger. Under this strike, countless colorful divine dragons soared and converged into a beam of dragon sword light, instantly piercing through the area below Durali’s dragon head.
Below the dragon head was the dragon’s inverse scales—the weakest part of its body!
With this piercing strike, Durali let out a painful roar as golden-red dragon blood sprayed like rain.
“Huang Long, for killing your own kind, you won’t die easily!” Durali screamed in agony, his huge dragon eyes filled with endless hatred.
But as soon as his voice faded, roars seemed to come from ancient times—coming from all directions!
“Dragon God Eight Tones!”
After piercing Durali’s inverse scales with his finger, Huang Long unleashed the Dragon God Eight Tones. During the rooftop battle, Huang Long had already used this skill to severely injure Bota and the others, its power even shocking the God Kings. Now, after advancing further, its power was ten times stronger than before!
With this attack, Durali’s massive dragon body was swept away like fallen leaves by the dragon god sound waves. All his scales fell off, his dragon blood sprayed violently, and his body became limp.

Originally, Durali’s strength was roughly on par with Brucchi’s, and it would take some effort for the Yellow Dragon to kill him. But after seeing the Yellow Dragon kill one by one the five Great Divine Kings, Durali was already filled with fear and had no confidence to fight him; he only wanted to escape, which is why he was killed in a series of blows by the Yellow Dragon.

“Great! This Durali is a Divine King, whose true form is a Chaos Divine Dragon. It will be most beneficial for my cultivation of the Yuanlong Body. Once I refine and absorb all his dragon essence, my Yuanlong Body is likely to achieve a complete breakthrough, transforming entirely into the Hunyuan Immortal Body, rather than just half of it!” the Yellow Dragon thought to himself, placing Durali’s dragon body into the sacred cauldron with joy.

If he possessed the Hunyuan Immortal Body, then the strength of his physical body would likely be such that even ordinary supreme treasures would find it difficult to destroy him.

Poor Durali, who had originally hidden aside, hoping to reap the benefits without effort, ended up being killed by the Yellow Dragon just like Brucchi, becoming a valuable source to enhance the Yellow Dragon’s power.

With Durali’s death, the other four Great Divine Kings became even more desperate. They knew that after the Yellow Dragon killed Durali, he would turn his attention to them next.

In the end, the remaining four Great Divine Kings also could not escape their fate of destruction.

In just over an hour, all nine Great Divine Kings were killed by the Yellow Dragon; only Feili managed to escape. The ten Great Divine Kings of the Eight Rai Peng Clans arrived only to suffer a crushing defeat!

Some of the ten Great Divine Kings died, while others fled. The massive army of the Eight Rai Peng Clans had long lost the will to resist and knelt down to surrender, bowing repeatedly before the Yellow Dragon, Livia, and the others, begging for mercy.

“Yellow Dragon, descendants of the Eight Rai Peng Clans, what do you order be done with them?” Livia asked, seeking the Yellow Dragon’s decision. Ock and the others also looked at the Yellow Dragon. All the Great Divine Kings were deeply awed by his strength and silently agreed to let him make the decision.

The Yellow Dragon glanced at the army of the Eight Rai Peng Clans.