Great Sundering

Because the orc warrior Brox had risked his life to buy time, the Dark Titan Sargeras's approach toward the portal had been slightly delayed.

In the sky, Neltharion finally smashed through the barrier and seized the Dragon Soul in his claws, laughing maniacally. He then turned to look at the other three Dragon Kings. The Keeper of Time, Nozdormu, was still nowhere to be found.

"From now on, all dragons will obey me! From now on, I alone am the Dragon King! The supreme Dragon King!"

Malygos, the Blue Dragon King and guardian of magic, looked deeply worried as he roared at Neltharion, "What are you doing, my brother? Put down the Dragon Soul! You have already been deceived!"

Neltharion gave him a cold glance. "You dare speak to your king like that? You will be punished!" With that, he raised the Dragon Soul. A golden beam burst forth and shot toward the surrounding Blue Dragon Legion. The blue dragons let out miserable cries, then their bodies slowly faded away, as if they had never existed.

"No, no, no... What have you done? What have you done, Neltharion?!" Malygos stared at Neltharion in disbelief and roared.

But then a frenzy of whispers sounded in Neltharion's mind. He knew them well. They were the voices of the Old Gods. What? You want me to put the Dragon Soul back into the portal? In your dreams. It is mine!

Seeing Neltharion refuse to cooperate, the ancient whispers grew urgent and furious.

Hu Feng casually fired a Void Arrow at Mannoroth, then looked at Neltharion and smiled even more broadly. The Old Gods had finally been unable to resist showing themselves, but they also knew Hu Feng was present, so they desperately wanted to leave. When they saw Neltharion stubbornly refuse to budge, their whispers decisively vanished. Then a pillar of Void light shot out from the Well of Eternity and struck Neltharion. Its power was no weaker than the Dark Titan's blow. Neltharion was hit hard and sent flying backward, while the Dragon Soul slipped from his grasp. Malfurion leaped up and snatched the Dragon Soul.

The figure within the portal had already reached its edge, with one leg stepping through. Everyone saw the Dark Titan's true form. He was perfect yet evil. Fel energy had twisted this Titan God, but traces of his former holiness could still be seen. On the armor covering his leg was a small crack—an axe mark.

"That was Brox! He did it... He struck a god and even wounded him..." Rhonin muttered as he stared at the Dark Titan.

"Attack the portal! We cannot let him descend!" Krasus roared.

Malfurion raised the Dragon Soul, and a golden pillar of light shot toward the portal. The portal began to destabilize and contract violently. Seeing this, the Dark Titan Sargeras roared and grabbed both sides with his hands. He actually relied on brute force to hold the spatial rift open, still trying to cross through.

Everyone fell into despair. Then Hu Feng slowly rose into the air, his staff pointed at Sargeras.

"You should go home, my brother." Black Void Energy surged forth like a tide, and Sargeras suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Danger! There was actually danger?

Then he was struck hard by the Void Energy and staggered back several steps. The area hit was already a bloody mess, divine blood mixed with gold and fel green flowing out. He could no longer hold the portal open. The spatial rift was rapidly collapsing. The outcome had been decided.

Sargeras looked through the collapsing portal at Hu Feng, who calmly returned his gaze.

"Who are you? Who exactly are you? It should not have turned out like this. I cannot fail. It was all because of you! You! Who! Are! You?!"

But Sargeras received no answer. The portal collapsed to a critical point, and a pulling force appeared—but it affected only demons. The demons of the Burning Legion floated helplessly into the air, then were drawn toward the portal. Archimonde the Defiler roared as he struggled to remain on the ground, but before long he was still hurled into the air and plunged headfirst into the portal.

The demons were swept away completely, but the Well of Eternity churned even more violently. Waves of primal, berserk energy poured out uncontrollably.

The land was being torn apart.

The Great Sundering had arrived.

"Move! Get out of here! Retreat! Retreat! Fall back!" Krasus roared as he rushed toward a dragon and mounted it. Everyone snapped out of it, mounted dragons, and flew into the sky. The Night Elf resistance had also received the news and was rapidly retreating.

The sky darkened. The capital, Eldarath, had now become entirely submerged beneath seawater. The earth was shattering, presenting an apocalyptic scene of heaven and earth collapsing. Everyone watched it all sorrowfully from the sky, but then a thunderous boom interrupted them. A gigantic city rose from the distant earthquake and slowly floated into the sky. A hemispherical purple arcane barrier reflected the sunlight, glaringly conspicuous and awe-inspiring.

"That is Suramar City..." Everyone stared blankly at Hu Feng.

Although Elisande, Krasus, and Rhonin had known about this long ago, they were still profoundly shocked.

Hu Feng smiled and said, "All right, everyone. Go to Suramar City and rest for a while. Let me do my part as the host, then we can join up with our army."

A remarkably silent banquet began. Everyone stood by the railings at the edge of Suramar City, watching the land below constantly shatter and tear apart without saying a word.

The continent had split into four landmasses and many small islands, which were now being pushed by the Endless Sea in the four directions of east, south, west, and north. Suramar City slowly flew toward the Elven army on the Kalimdor Continent. The Elven army was currently stationed in a region known as Ashenvale. The former command center, Blackrock Hold, had already been destroyed and drifted south with the broken continent, so the elves were slowly withdrawing toward Darkshore and Ashenvale.

Dath'Remar Sunstrider slowly walked up behind Hu Feng and bowed. "After so long, this is our first meeting. Greetings, Lord Divine Emissary. I knew the God of Magic would not abandon his faithful followers."

Hu Feng turned around and looked at Dath'Remar. "I am afraid you did not come merely to meet me, did you? Let me guess. You believe I have taken control of all Suramar City, so the Sunstrider Family, once its leaders, is now in an awkward position. Is that right?"

Dath'Remar smiled and nodded. "Yes, my lord, but please do not misunderstand. I came to say that you saved Suramar City, and Suramar will surely rise again under your hand. Suramar's Highborne fought alongside the Elven Allied Forces, so there is no problem with them. As for us, our people likely will not accept us anymore. Therefore, I have decided to take my family away from Kalimdor, cross the sea, and seek a new homeland."

Hu Feng looked at Dath'Remar in surprise. "Do you realize this is self-imposed exile? The continent across the sea is a completely new and unknown land. You may die there."

But Dath'Remar nodded firmly. "Rather than be restrained and suspected, I would rather take a gamble."

Hu Feng nodded. "Then I bless you. As long as you continue to believe in the God of Magic, your family will prosper forever."

A few days later, Suramar City joined the Elven army at Darnassus. After causing a brief stir, everything settled peacefully. When they learned that Dath'Remar had taken his Sunstrider Family out to sea in search of a new homeland, the Night Elves instead felt a sense of satisfaction.

That was right. The Sunstrider Family was not Suramar City. Under the Divine Emissary's leadership, Suramar's Highborne had fought beside them. They were their own people.

The Sunstrider Family, meanwhile, were merely dogs loyal to Queen Azshara. They deserved exile.

But what happened next greatly enraged the elves. Illidan had secretly taken out a vial of water from the Well of Eternity and poured it into a lake in Darnassus, creating a new miniature Well of Eternity!

The Night Elves now had three leaders. Garrith Shadowsong controlled the military. Tyrande became High Priestess and led the Temple of the Moon. Malfurion became the Archdruid. The Night Elves would abandon magic and have all their people embrace the druidic Way of Nature.

Illidan's actions infuriated his brother Malfurion. A trial was held, and Illidan was to be imprisoned forever. Maiev Shadowsong, Garrith Shadowsong's sister, was appointed to guard him, and the Warden Force was established.

As for the new Well of Eternity, Malfurion and Cenarius, the Forest Demigod, planted a tree upon it. This enormous tree, so tall it pierced the heavens, was called the World Tree Teldrassil.

The four Dragon Aspects each bestowed their blessings:

The Red Dragon Queen granted the tree eternal life. As long as the tree remained, the Night Elves would live forever.

The Bronze Dragon King granted the tree frozen time. The Night Elves would not age in appearance and would retain their youth forever.

The Green Dragon Queen granted the tree beautiful dreams, directly connecting it to the Emerald Dream. The Night Elves would no longer know fear, their sweet dreams would endure forever, and druids could enter the Emerald Dream to cultivate themselves.

Malygos, the Blue Dragon King, granted the tree magical stability. Here, the seasons would forever be like spring, mild and gentle.

From then on, the Night Elves would rebuild their new capital, Darnassus, atop the World Tree and prosper once more.

Hu Feng also stood nearby with Krasus and Rhonin, witnessing this historic moment.

After the ceremony ended, the four Dragon Aspects came before the three of them. It was time for Krasus and Rhonin to return to the future. But at this moment, the four Guardian Dragon Kings stared at Hu Feng as though they had seen a ghost.

"All right, all right, stop standing there like fools. Get on with what you need to do. Oh, and I will keep the Dragon Soul for you. It happens to be perfect for a magical lamp. You do not mind, do you?"

"N-No... We do not mind... So it was you who drove back the Dark Titan... Then it is no wonder... But when did you return? Are you the only one, or..."

"Do not ask what you should not ask. This is merely my incarnation. We will meet again in the future, but for now, I will either sleep or continue my journey." Hu Feng then looked at Krasus and Rhonin. "Well then, goodbye, you two. See you in the future."

Krasus and Rhonin bid farewell to Malfurion and Tyrande. Nozdormu, the Keeper of Time, let out a dragon roar, then seemingly felt he had been too presumptuous and nervously glanced at Hu Feng's expression. Hu Feng waved his hand, and the two men and one dragon slowly faded into the air.

"Work hard. I will be watching you, little dragons." Hu Feng joked with a smile. The remaining three Guardian Dragon Kings nodded frantically, then fled the place as if for their lives.

Malfurion and Tyrande, meanwhile, looked restrained and uneasy. This lord was not some damned Divine Emissary—he was the incarnation of a Titan God in the mortal world...

"All right, I should be going back as well. I will place Suramar City beside Teldrassil. The Highborne will not trouble you. The Council of Truth will govern the city."

Hu Feng looked at the couple, who were nodding desperately, and continued, "Remember, the Highborne are also your people. Do not discriminate against or hate them. Although they are not under your command, both sides must work together to develop. Do you understand? Then now, I, Sarodal, God of Magic and Eternity, declare that you and Garrith Shadowsong shall rule the Night Elves together. This is the appointment of the Titans."

A glow of teleportation magic appeared, and Hu Feng's figure slowly vanished. "Oh, right. I still prefer people to call me Hu Feng. Remember, the Titans have returned to the cosmos, leaving behind only Hu Feng, the Divine Emissary."

Malfurion and Tyrande hurriedly knelt and accepted the command.

The capital of Eldarath had become ruins and was being dragged by the seawater toward the ocean floor.

The maidservants were in a panic. Lady Vashj, the head maidservant, drew her longsword and stabbed a maidservant who tried to flee.

"What are you panicking for?! How dare you behave so disgracefully before the Queen?!"

Queen Azshara gave a faint nod. Even now, she refused to face her defeat. She sat before an ornate mirror, tending to her peerless beauty.

"The gods will descend soon. I must greet them in my most beautiful form..."

Then a tremendous crash rang out. The Queen's chamber finally gave way, collapsing violently and being dragged into the raging seawater.

Azshara clutched her throat in agony. She could no longer breathe. Lady Vashj tightly held onto her as they struggled futilely in the seawater.

Whispers sounded beside Queen Azshara's ears. Those beings promised that, so long as she was willing to serve them, she could gain great power and a new form.

Azshara agreed. Intense pain immediately filled her body. She could feel her body twisting and changing. A long tail began to grow, her lungs transformed into gills, and her beautiful silver-white hair turned into writhing venomous snakes.

The whispers sounded once more:

You are Naga Queen Azshara. You shall serve the Old Gods.