Truth be told, after so many years of the immortal black dragon being absent from his responsibilities, the immortal realm began to fall apart as all Great Karmic energy fell into different forms of tribulations.
The formless dimension, neither a God, a mortal, nor an immortal—just an infinite shapeless space truly wanted the works of his rival to perish.
But then again, where was the fun in that if his rival didn't care or was peacefully resting away in the forbidden mountains.
So, it gave a prophecy of an immortal one day being strong enough to wake the sleeping dragon and restore the falling world back to glory.
And of course, the formless dimension had high hopes that the strongest immortal in all of the immortal realm would rise one day to fulfil that ancient prophecy of his. The dragon king herself. The strange beloved of his rival.
