This... this was the one from the legends, the one who had nearly brought the entire universe to an end and caused it to start over?
Everyone was stunned. What kind of beautiful yet refined and courteous noble bearing was that? So humble, so elegant—his entire presence was even more graceful than Iluvatar, the elf publicly acknowledged as the most elegant being in the universe. It was truly hard to believe that he and those legendary atrocities could be one and the same!
"Deathwing?" In the VIP Room, the group of mentors from Blue Spirit saw this scene and froze. Ka Lan Di, who led them, murmured with sudden realization, "In this lifetime... I can actually see him. What a strange experience..."
The other mentors nodded in deep agreement.
To become mentors at Blue Spirit High School, they had basically all crossed the threshold into the star level and become immortal beings. But they themselves knew exactly what this immortality really meant.
In a single age of civilization, countless Star-level Lifeforms would fall. The universe had its limits. No matter how one evaded calamities, it would never allow one to remain eternal. Even without disasters or tribulations, the energy within their bodies would eventually run dry, and they would undergo Star Transformation. The most ancient among them had all survived from the age of the elves and could be considered old antiques.
But what did the Ancient Dragon Race represent?
They had existed at the dawn of countless great civilizations in the universe, an era known as the First Year. That was the only age when records of civilization first began to appear...
Not just them—even for all the lifeforms still existing in the universe, including the dragons themselves, seeing this Old Ancestor was probably an extraordinarily strange experience, right?