The sky was a hazy, yellowish hue.
Like a layer of withered tree bark stuck to the sky, it constantly embodies desolation.
Looking down, there were countless dragon corpses, covering the sandy landscape.
The dragon skeletons, varying in size, species, and fragmented, are scattered side by side, forming a giant picture:
Dragon Tomb!
This is a dead world.
"Waaah—"
A mournful wind howled as it passed through the hollow skeleton.
In the heart of this land, there is a "wound".
It was a deep valley, its edges studded with corpses, lying across the very center of the small world.
This deep valley is one of the three great treasure troves of the Douluo Continent:
Dragon Valley, a secluded paradise.
Suddenly, at a certain time.
From the deepest part of the secluded Dragon Valley, a ring of nine-colored waves suddenly burst forth.
Nine-colored waves swept across the earth and sky, awakening the last glimmer of life in this world of death.
The patches and clusters of clouds in the sky were brought to life.
The withered yellow sky gradually transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors, like wisps of dragon souls opening their eyes in a drowsy dream.
It is deep within the eight-colored clouds.
There was a vast expanse of dragon language, grand and boundless.
Emulating that mournful tone, it drifted faintly through the sky, like an old man sighing, "Ah—"
A phantom-like platinum dragon, riding on churning dragon clouds, emerged from the eight-colored dragon aura with its massive head.
White and gold represent light and holiness.
The platinum dragon, like a dragon-shaped sun, rises slowly in the small world of the Dragon Tomb, illuminating the heavens and the earth with its sacred light.
Those illusory, white-gold eyes gazed devoutly at the nine-colored mass deep within Dragon Valley.
But in its eyes, there was an indelible regret.
"Father God, even your physical body... has been destroyed?" The Platinum Azure Dragon let out a desperate sigh.
Just now, the Dragon God's Heart deep within Dragon Valley resonated with the distant God Realm, causing a surge of information.
From this wave of information, the Platinum Azure Dragon gleaned the message that "the Golden Dragon King has fallen."
The sigh was like a dragon's lament, echoing across the sky with the light of platinum.
"Dragons!"
"Is there truly no hope for the revival of my dragon race...?"
In an instant, the countless colorful dragon souls in the sky were all affected by the emotions of the platinum dragon, and they all let out mournful cries and howls, mourning the past glory of the dragon race.
These hoarse cries echoed deep underground, awakening a forbidden presence.
A pair of purple-gold vertical pupils opened in the deepest part of the Dragon Tomb.
A terrifying will awakened, accompanied by a magnificent aura of destruction, blooming in the deepest part of the Dragon Tomb.
Countless grains of sand were destroyed by the destructive force, and a space deep within the earth was suddenly cleared out.
Amidst the shimmering amethyst light, a skeleton that almost filled the entire depths of the dragon tomb suddenly appeared in the deepest part of the underground.
This enormous corpse had been buried for who knows how many years.
When a space was cleared in the underground sand, the dragon-shaped giant skeleton had already crystallized, revealing a purple crystal-like texture under the influence of the destructive power.
And that immense will, awakened by the mournful cries of the ground, was rising from the head of the amethyst dragon skeleton.
Then it gradually rose, plunging towards the surface of Dragon Valley…
In the sky, eight-colored dragon clouds churned.
The holy, platinum-gold light gradually dimmed.
The Platinum Azure Dragon Soul that soars through the clouds: the Holy Dragon King.
It's like an old man in his twilight years; the once mighty dragon king's glory, which belonged only to it, has faded into silence with the king's fall...
"Alas..." The Holy Dragon King knew his time was coming to an end.
Its eyes, filled with despair, took one last, reluctant look at the Dragon Tomb world, before finally settling on its increasingly ethereal soul...
The next second, as if it had made up its mind, the dragon's tail hidden in the clouds lashed out, whipping towards a certain spot on the earth, and then pulled upwards...
"噺——"
With a piercing screech, a dragon horn curled up from the end of the Holy Dragon King's massive tail on the earth.
The dragon horn is entirely jet black, resembling a curved blade, with the curved edge being gleaming and concealed.
The moment the pitch-black horned blade appeared, the surrounding clouds and mist, derived from the dragon soul, all swirled and parted to create a large hollow hole, as if they were all afraid of the blade's sharpness.
This is the Dragon Clan's magical weapon: the Dragon Slayer Blade.
It was forged from a dragon horn that was shed when the Dragon God underwent a transformation.
"The Dragon-Slaying Blade, the Dragon-Slaying Blade..."
The Holy Dragon King brought the Dragon Slayer Blade close to his face and gently stroked the jet-black magic blade that had accompanied him for half his life and witnessed the rise and fall of the dragon race with his two platinum dragon whiskers.
In that instant, a flood of memories overwhelmed me…
The day he transformed from the Light Dragon King into the Holy Dragon King, took on the role of enforcer of the dragon race, and married the Dark Dragon King seems like only yesterday…
Platinum's gaze passed over the back of the blade, looking down at the nine-colored mass deep within Dragon Valley.
"Father God, this sleep... feels like a lifetime ago."
Suddenly, the Holy Dragon King abruptly turned around, facing the sky, its tail drooping as if gathering power…
It uttered a low, resonant sound: "But you, the Dragon Slayer Blade."
"You already have a spirit; you should not remain trapped in this tomb, gathering dust, alongside me!"
The Holy Dragon King roared, his tail whipping towards the sky as he hurled the Dragon-Slaying Blade.
The blade pierced through space, punched through the Dragon Tomb's boundary wall, and hissed as it flew away, leaving behind a "scar" that was difficult to heal.
Following fate, after sending Zhanlongdao out of the Dragon Tomb, thus foreshadowing the future Sword God Douluo "Sima Jinchi", the Holy Dragon King seemed to have let go of his last bit of obsession.
It took out a dark crown, pressed its face against it, and slowly closed its eyes.
"My old woman, my days are numbered, it's time for me to... join you."
The sacred light illuminating the sky began to recede, as if the sun were setting late.
The Holy Dragon King's soul grew increasingly ethereal. It opened its eyes and gazed down at the colossal brown skeleton in Dragon Valley, uttering a murmured whisper: "Mountain Dragon, I'm leaving. The Dragon Tomb will be your responsibility from now on..."
The remains of the Mountain Dragon King remained silent, just like the distant brown mountains... silent.
Half-rotted yellow bones lay exposed on the ground, and a desolate wind occasionally swept through, blowing a faint hum into the hollow bone tubes.
It was as if a million souls were hunched over their own bones, weeping and wailing.
They are bidding farewell to the former strongest king.
A mournful wind, carrying the dragon's aura, swept across this barren, yellow land.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the earth changed color.
A colossal will swept forth with terrifying dragon might, bursting forth from the earth on the surface of Dragon Valley and wreaking havoc across the vast天地 (heaven and earth).
It was a colossal and terrifying dragon soul, looming over Dragon Valley.
As the will to destroy vaporizes, it brilliantly dyes half the sky purple.
A pair of purple-gold vertical pupils exuded boundless majesty as they swept across the eight-colored dragon souls scrambling to escape, finally settling on a platinum-gold azure dragon.
A fierce, deep dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth:
"Emperor's Light!"
"What are you doing, howling in my grave with this bunch of dead dragons? Roar!"
The Holy Dragon King, which had faded and was about to dissipate, was startled by the Amethyst Dragon Soul and immediately shone back with a layer of white-gold color.
"The Emperor?"
The Holy Dragon King put away his dark crown.
He then respectfully lowered his dragon head and said calmly, "This humble king had no intention of disturbing your slumber; it's simply because..."
As it spoke, it looked down at Dragon Valley again, a trace of sorrow welling up in its eyes once more.
"It's dead?" The Amethyst Dragon Soul seemed to sense something as well.
After all, it and the Dragon God's physical body, the Golden Dragon King, were once twins.
Unexpectedly, the Amethyst Dragon Soul laughed loudly, "Good! Good riddance! A truly good death!"
"You betrayed the Phoenix by plundering creation, and then surrounded and killed me, stripping me of my destruction. Truly retribution! Hahaha—"
"First his wife died, then his own son died, he was abandoned by everyone, died without a complete corpse, and his entire clan collapsed."
"My divine status and that of the Phoenix are not so easily obtained! Hahaha!"
A mournful laugh echoed between heaven and earth, further confirming the desolate scene.
The Holy Dragon King, however, could only listen quietly with his eyes closed, like a junior.
Even though the other party was slandering its father god and revealing the dragon race's shameful past... as the strongest dragon king, it could only silently endure it, because—
This colossal dragon soul, whether in life or in death, possesses a status equivalent to a dragon god. It is a supreme being that neither the Nine True Dragon Kings nor any other dragon race dares to challenge.
If the Dragon God is the origin of the true dragon race, then the Dragon God is the source of the true dragon race.
So this amethyst dragon soul was the origin of the sub-dragon in its previous life.
It is the twin of the Dragon God in the legend of the Dragon Clan, and the common ancestor of the Zihuang Annihilation Dragon Clan.
In the past, in the realm of the Divine Dragon, it was known as "above the Nine Kings and standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods".
The Dragon Clan of the Divine Dragon Realm established this Dragon Tomb with the original intention of burying this "Emperor".
Among the millions of dragons, only this emperor has the right to point at the "Heart of the Dragon God" below and curse it.
Even though the dragon souls were terrified, they all stood in awe on the horizon, and not one of them dared to interrupt the emperor's outburst.
The amethyst dragon soul roared for a long time before gradually gathering the destructive will that had stained half the sky purple back into its soul body.
With one last glare at Long Gu, the purple-gold vertical pupils said viciously, "If my physical body were still intact, I would have chewed up your divine core first."
The amethyst dragon soul, carrying a destructive will, fell back to the ground, seemingly about to continue its boundless slumber.
The Dragon Emperor's voice ceased, and silence fell over the world once more...
The Holy Dragon King still held his deceased wife's crown, looking utterly indifferent to life and death, calmly waiting for his own soul to dissipate.
Darkness can naturally evolve into evil attributes. In the original work, we can refer to the Dark Demon God Tiger, whose setting is that darkness evolves into evil.
However, the Dark Dragon King (Emperor's Mother) did not evolve evil attributes based on extreme darkness, but was granted the power of annihilation by the Dragon God.
In conclusion: the Holy Dragon King wields the power of ultimate light and ultimate holiness, while the Dark Dragon King wields the power of ultimate darkness and annihilation.
Di Tian inherited his father's golden eyes and his mother's ultimate darkness and throne.
The couple was the most powerful faction in the Dragon Realm at that time, so powerful that they could send their own son into the Dragon God Palace to learn one of the incomplete moves of the "Dragon God Transformation": the Dragon God Claw.
6. The Dragon Slayer Blade was forged from a dragon horn that fell off after the Dragon God underwent a transformation. It was bestowed upon the strongest dragon king at the time, the Holy Dragon King, who was ordered to act as the enforcer of the entire Dragon Realm and lead the Nine True Dragon Kings to maintain order in the Dragon Realm.
7. The most prosperous period of the Divine Dragon Realm:
Dragon God, Nine Dragon Kings, Ancestor of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon.
Together they maintain a balance triangle:
Creation, order, destruction.
However, later, the Dragon God led the Nine True Dragon Kings to besiege and kill the ancestor of the Purple Emperor Extinction Dragon, thus breaking the triangular balance and indirectly leading to the extinction of the entire dragon race.
(This balancing triangle was probably written by Tang Jia San Shao based on the Indian myth of the "Triad," since the gods such as Asura and Rakshasa were also based on Indian mythology.)
8. The Dragon God is not portrayed as a kind-hearted person.
The Dragon God ascended to the highest divine realm by fusing the dual divine attributes of "creation and destruction".
However, the Creation Godhood originated from the Phoenix God King, while the Destruction Godhood likely originated from the ancestor of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon.
After all, the ancestor of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon can be confirmed to have been a peak God-King in his lifetime, who mastered one of the fundamental laws of the universe: Destruction (the other law is Creation: creating life and spirit. After completing the Spirit Forging at the fifth level, a trace of creative power will be generated, which is in the hands of the Phoenix God-King).
Therefore, please do not portray the Dragon God as too great and righteous, because his predatory cultivation method, when placed in the human worldview, is simply that of a pure evil cultivator (evil soul master, fallen one).
Moreover, the entire Zihuang Extinction Dragon clan consisted of the Dragon God's own nephews and nieces, making them the only dragon clan at the time with kinship ties to him (the Dragon Prince had not yet been born).
However, he slaughtered them all with his own hands. His purpose was likely to refine the power of destruction to repair the broken godhood (the twin dragons may have used too much force during the resistance, causing their godhood to shatter, just like the last angel god Qian Renxue).
Of course, the Dragon God also received his just deserts. Because the Creation Godhood and the Destruction Godhood were incompatible (the evil soul masters of Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect rely on plunder for cultivation, and in the later stages, they will all experience internal self-rejection), which led to his personality split. Ultimately, he went mad after his son's sacrifice (you can refer to Douluo Continent IV, where the Dragon God's remnant soul warned Lan Yuxuan to be careful about the incompatibility between the Creation and Destruction Godhoods, etc. In the end, the little Dragon God also went mad because of this issue, which is enough to show that the root of the Dragon God's madness was the mutual repulsion between the two godhoods that did not belong to him...).
(End of chapter)