King of Ten Thousand Dragons Nibelungen Rivaled a Planet; Dai Hao's Million-Strong Army Wasn't Even a Joke!

Not only did this bring everyone no comfort whatsoever, it instead made that black mountain range feel even heavier.

So that had not been the worst-case speculation. It was the truth.

But immediately afterward, a single transitional word made everyone's pupils contract sharply.

[However...]

However?

There was still a "however"?

Could anything be more despairing than this?

Before they could think it through, the next line descended with a force that seemed capable of crushing the entire God Realm!

[Above their heads, there existed one who stood above all elements, above the entire Dragon Clan, and was enough to rival the whole of Teyvat Planet—]

The text paused there for a moment.

Yet that brief pause felt as long as eternity.

Within the God Realm Committee, whether it was powerful Outworlders like Chang Gongwei and A'Dai, or the pillars of the Douluo God Realm like Tang San and Huo Yuhao, everyone clearly heard their own frantic, drumlike heartbeats.

A thought began to grow wildly in their minds—a thought so absurd and terrifying that even they themselves could hardly believe it.

Above the seven Dragon Kings who rivaled the Creation God... was there something else?

At last, the final answer was revealed.

[King of Ten Thousand Dragons! Primal Dragon—Nibelungen!]

"Boom—!"

It was as though an invisible star had exploded deep within everyone's minds!

King of Ten Thousand Dragons!

Primal Dragon!

Nibelungen!

Every word was like a bolt of creation thunder, shattering their established understanding and pulverizing everything they had once taken pride in!

"Thud."

At Shrek Academy, Xiao Xiao of the Golden Generation—a Soul Master skilled in spiritual control and defense—was the first to buckle beneath this mental impact. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the ground.

Bei Bei, He Caitou, Xu Sanshi, and the others were not much better off. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, their teeth chattering—not from cold, but from... terror rooted in the deepest level of their lives.

If the Seven Great Dragon Kings were the "world"...

Then what was this "King of Ten Thousand Dragons"?

Was he the... sky above the world?

"No... impossible..." Deep within Tang Wulin's consciousness, the Dragon God's weak remnant will let out a terrified scream for the first time.

There was no longer any sorrow in that voice, no more self-loathing. All that remained was pure, utter, incomprehensible fear!

"Earthworms... I was wrong... We do not even count as earthworms..."

The Dragon God's voice came in fragments, full of collapse. "A King... Above those sovereigns, there was actually a true 'King'! A King who ruled all Laws!"

For the Dragon God, who had once proclaimed himself the leader of all dragons, this realization was a judgment crueller than death.

His existence, his dignity, his history—all of it was utterly denied and utterly crushed before the name "Nibelungen"!

Tang Wulin's body swayed, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

Gu Yuena beside him was in no better condition. As the Silver Dragon King, she could feel even more clearly the absolute suppression rising from deep within her bloodline, from her genes, from her soul.

It was the instinct of a... servant seeing her master!

Their Dragon King bloodlines were as lowly as dust before the title "Nibelungen."

God Realm Committee.

The atmosphere could no longer be described as frozen. It had become complete nothingness.

"Heh heh..." Zhou Weiqing suddenly started to laugh. As he laughed, his shoulders began to shake violently. "Ha... hahahaha!"

His laughter was filled with madness and self-mockery.

"I knew it! I knew it couldn't be that simple! Seven Planet-level ones weren't enough, so there had to be a boss too! A boss who could match a whole planet!" He pointed at the Light Screen, looking like a madman. "Fine! Great! Now that's perfect! Forget fighting—we might as well line up and see if they're willing to take us in as pets!"

No one tried to stop him.

Because although he sounded insane, what he said was also the truest thought in everyone's hearts at that moment.

Rong Nianbing stared blankly at that line of text. His lips moved, yet he could not utter a single word.

The worldview he had only just established—"Seven Kings = children of planets"—had been overturned in an instant.

No, it had not been overturned. It had been elevated.

So those seven were merely "Crown Princes."

Above their heads stood a true "emperor"!

"A... being capable of rivaling an entire planet..." Hai Long's voice was incomparably strained. He tried to understand the meaning of those words, only to discover that his Divine Power and his Laws were so pale and powerless before such a concept.

No matter how powerful a strong person was, could he truly be equated with a planet itself—a planet that birthed countless lives and possessed complete Laws?

This was no longer an issue of power levels.

This was suppression across the dimensions of life!

Tang San had remained silent. His deep blue eyes were fixed tightly on the name "Nibelungen."

His mind raced at an unimaginable speed, trying to analyze it, trying to find a logic, trying to uncover even the slightest flaw.

But there was none.

Everything displayed on the Light Screen radiated an unquestionable sense of "truth."

It was the merciless proclamation of a higher plane toward a lower one.

Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Eye had likewise lost its former brilliance. Within his Sea of Consciousness, Tian Meng, Ice Empress, Snow Empress... all the Soul Spirits had fallen into an unprecedented silence.

They did not dare make a sound, as though the moment they spoke, they would be sensed by the existence called "Nibelungen," then utterly erased from the other end of time and space as easily as an ant being crushed to death.

Douluo Continent.

Before the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial palace, Xue Ye had completely lost consciousness and fainted.

In the Star Luo Empire, Marshal Dai Hao's clenched fist had loosened at some point. His bloodied palm hung at his side as he merely raised his head to stare at the golden words in the sky, looking as though all spirit had been drained from him.

Military might? A nation?

Before an existence that could stand shoulder to shoulder with a planet, such words did not even qualify as a joke.

"So... that was it..."

Within the God Realm Committee, Lie Yan gently leaned against Ji Dong. Her voice was soft, yet it carried a dreamlike sense of release.

"No wonder... no wonder that 'Outworlder' could bring an end to the age of the ancient dragons."

Those words struck everyone like lightning once more.

That was right.

Earlier, they had been terrified of the "Outworlder" who could defeat the Seven Great Dragon Kings.

But now, they finally understood just how absurdly wrong they had been!

That "Outworlder's" opponents had never been merely seven Planet-level Gods.

They had been seven Planet-level Gods, plus one... King of Ten Thousand Dragons who was equivalent to an entire planet!