Many young prodigies who, like Xiao Chen, had only just entered the Demon Heaven Sect hovered in the sky, gazing toward a corner of the heavens with horrified expressions, as though caught in a dream.
Above the peaks, amid the void, a black blazing sun slowly rose. At first, it was hazy as mist, but soon it became fiercely incandescent, its demonic flames burning as they devoured every cloud.
Wherever its black radiance reached, the forests fell still and all living things went silent.
Many savage beasts, mountainous in size and terrifying as gods and devils, actually trembled for a time. They silently concealed themselves, returning to rivers, sinking into lakes, and fleeing deep into the forests.
The black blazing sun flashed past and, in an instant, vanished above the clouds.
Only after its vast pressure dispersed did the atmosphere ease slightly.
Yet.
Even so.
Among the forests and lakes.
The many savage demons and spirit beasts.
Still scarcely showed a trace.
They hid deep, refusing to emerge.
Watching that fleeting streak of black demonic radiance at the far end of the sky, as illusory as drifting clouds, Xiao Chen's eyes filled with horror and his heart shook. A Blackflame False Dragon! Just now, a Blackflame False Dragon had actually appeared above Demonic Heaven Savage Mountain.
Dragons.
Their bloodlines were mighty.
Their depths unfathomable.
Their power shook the world.
To most living beings, they were nothing short of wondrous legends.
The Dragon Race.
Had always been rare.
Ordinary beings seldom saw them.
In ancient times, evil dragons had run rampant. The Dragon Slayers emerged, slaying dragons and slaughtering flood dragons, launching a dragon-extermination campaign that shook heaven and earth. Afterward, dragon beasts dwindled sharply across countless domains, becoming rarer still.
In the Mortal World, all those Xiao Chen had seen