Scene: Edge of the Primordial Abyss – Upper Heaven, Forbidden Skies
Above even the highest known realms, past the reach of divine empires and celestial sects, a place existed where even gods dared not tread.
A starless void.
A space torn by time and bound by golden chains.
The Primordial Abyss.
At its center slumbered a colossal dragon, curled within an infinite nest of cracked heavenly bones and scattered relic worlds. Each breath it took summoned stars into being. Each heartbeat echoed like the pulse of a forgotten cosmos.
This was Ao Tianlong, the First Golden Dragon, a being so ancient that even history feared to record him.
Suddenly…
RUMMMMMBBBBBLE!!!
The abyss trembled.
A thread of golden qi—subtle, refined, yet undeniably royal—trickled through the seams of reality and brushed against his scale.
Scene: Ao Tianlong Awakens
One massive eye opened.
It was a sun unto itself.
Within it swirled epochs, calamities, and the memory of gods he had devoured.
Ao Tianlong (voice like thunder cracking open destiny):
"...Who dares awaken the Dragon Pulse?"
His snout twitched. His breath summoned storms across ten sealed voids.
A younger bloodline—Golden Dragon essence, pure and unsullied—was pulsing.
Not in the known realms.
Not in the divine heavens.
But from a veiled space… a hidden realm not born of the heavens, but carved by one man's will.
Ao Tianlong growled, low and deep:
"Impossible. All Golden Dragon veins were severed… extinct… since the War of Falling Suns."
He rose. Planets trembled as his tail swept across the dark.
Then, for the first time in thirty thousand years, Ao Tianlong opened his Dragon Sight.
Scene: Dragon Sight Activated
Through an eye made from condensed divine causality, he pierced across barriers and gazed into the flow of fate.
He saw…
A mortal man reborn into the body of an old farmer.
A system not of the divine court but older… seeded by a higher power.
A barren land purged of all qi… being transformed by divine will alone.
And then—him.
A dragon, young and majestic. Not born, but forged. A new Golden Dragon, raised within a personal realm, not bound by ancient law.
Ao Tianlong whispered:
"A Golden Dragon not chained by Heaven's Order… nor blessed by Dragon Decree?"
He paused.
He blinked.
And then…
He laughed.
Ao Tianlong (laughing so loud the void shattered):
"HAAAAA! GOOD! Then let me see, little cub… will you awaken the true roar of our extinct kind?"
His body shimmered.
The chains of the abyss snapped.
The bones of ancient gods cracked as he unfurled his wings—each stretching a million li wide.
Scene: The Warning
In the divine heavens, oracles began to bleed golden light.
In mortal realms, dragons of weaker bloodlines knelt in fear, their hearts seized by something they couldn't comprehend.
In Li Yuan's realm, Long Huang, the new Golden Dragon General, looked to the sky… and froze.
Long Huang (to himself):
"He knows I exist…"
Li Yuan (not even lifting his head):
"Let him come. This is my realm. He enters only if I say so."
System (floating, eyes wide):
"Uhhh boss, just FYI… that dragon is, like, cosmic-tier giga-historic ancient. Like… 'the last time he woke up, half the galaxy disappeared' kind of dragon."
Li Yuan:
"He'll wait outside the gate like everyone else."
Closing Line:
Far above all existence, Ao Tianlong smiled.
"Let me see what kind of realm… dares raise a dragon in defiance of heaven."
END OF CHAPTER