Exposing Teyvat's Creation God: Did the Dragon Clan Really Never Betray Him? The Chroniclers Recorded Civilizations, and God Kings Were Just Books

He Caitou was completely speechless. He pointed at the screen, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

That's not Soul Tool!

That was a creation truly capable of traversing beyond the heavens and earth!

The most advanced level nine Flying Soul Tool in the Douluo Continent are like children's toys in front of these crystal spaceships.

"So... this is what the outside world looks like," Huo Yuhao murmured to himself.

His Spiritual Eye saw further afield, reaching the destination of those crystal spaceships: small stars suspended in orbit, some seemingly bearing the outlines of buildings.

This civilization has already set foot on another planet!

Just as everyone was utterly awestruck by this unimaginable civilization, the narration began again, this time with a solemn, almost chanting quality.

[In that era, Teyvat had only one supreme ruler.]

In the scene, all the dragons, whether soaring in the sky or resting on the earth, bow their proud heads in the same direction.

In the city composed of elements, all the Dragon Clan people knelt on the ground with fanaticism and reverence on their faces.

The lightning in the Lightning Temple softened.

The whirlpools in the Deep Sea Dragon Palace have calmed down.

The Rock Capital emitted a deep, rumbling sound, like Great Beasts submitting.

In near-Earth orbit, all the crystal ships ceased their journey and hovered silently.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to offer its highest respect to its ruler.

At the far end of the image, a blurry yet majestic figure sits atop a throne woven from light and elements.

His face was obscured, but his supreme majesty, as if ruling over the universe and controlling all things, pierced the heart of every Deity through the screen.

[The Creation God, Nibelungen.]

The Dragon Clan showed him absolute loyalty; they were his children, his subjects, and extensions of his will.

"The Creation God..."

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

He knew better than anyone the weight of that title.

That was Gods, in the truest sense, created a world!

Under the rule of the Nibelungen, the Dragon Clan no war, no turmoil, and no betrayal.

The narrator's voice was calm and indifferent, yet it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

No... betrayal?

The Dragon God's body trembled violently. The Fragments of ancient Remembrance that he had forcibly suppressed, the pain of being cut in half at the waist, and the resentment of being betrayed by all races surged up wildly at this moment.

He gazed at the perfect world in the picture, at his fellow beings who truly submitted to the Creation God, and his eyes revealed endless sorrow and resentment.

Why...

Why did his Dragon Clan face extinction?

But how could the Dragon Clan of this world enjoy such a perfect era?

Tang Ya's body trembled as she recalled the betrayal and annihilation of the Tang Sect, and tears streamed down her face involuntarily.

How wonderful it would be to live in a world without betrayal!

Emperor Dai Hao and Xue Ye, these Human Emperor, felt a sense of absurdity.

Their entire lives were spent weighing options, exercising restraint, and battling various conspiracies and intrigues. An empire without war and betrayal was a utopia they dared not even dream of.

The image freezes at this moment.

Ten thousand dragons soar in the sky.

On the earth, the city of miracles stands.

The whole world was harmonious and unified, so perfect it resembled a false painting.

A line of large, gilded characters slowly appeared in the center of the image.

[This is the perfect Primal Era of Teyvat.]

Perfect... Original...

These two words, when put together, convey a chilling sense of tragedy.

Since it's "original," it means that all of this...

They all disappeared later.

A tremendous sense of curiosity and a sense of foreboding gripped everyone's hearts at the same time.

Gu Yuena looked at the word "perfect" on the screen, then glanced at Tang Wulin beside her, who was holding her tightly with a complicated expression. A trace of indescribable sadness flashed in her silver eyes.

She seemed to have already foreseen the devastating shattering that would follow this ultimate perfection.

The cold, impersonal text appeared on the giant Light Screen, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

In this space formed by an invisible force, everyone, whether it was Tang San from the Douluo God Realm or Chang Gongwei, Lei Xiang, and others from other God Domain, wore solemn expressions.

Then, the scene changed.

It is no longer a specific planet or continent, but a vast and boundless Sea of Stars. Countless galaxies flicker within it, rising and falling like breaths, eventually turning into dust.

At the edge of the universe, there exist High-dimensional Lifeform that transcend time and dimensions.

They called themselves "recorders."

The straightforward narration, devoid of any emotion, stirred up a storm in the hearts of all the God King level powerhouses present.

"Beyond time and dimensions?"

Tang San's eyes sharpened instantly. As the ruler of the God Realm Central, he possessed a profound understanding of the Laws of time and space, and could even manipulate them to a limited extent.

However, the word "surpass" carries a completely different meaning.

That was a complete and absolute domination!

"This is impossible!" God King Zhou Weiqing was the first to roar out. His carefree nature made it impossible for him to hide his shock. "A realm higher than God King? Recording the birth and death of the universe? Are you kidding me!"

Tian'er, who was beside him, tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to calm down, but her own eyes were filled with horror.

Chang Gongwei, Lei Xiang, A'Dai, Hai Long, Tian Hen, Ye Yinzhu... These were once the strongest in their respective worlds, and now they are all God King, yet they are speechless at this moment.

They originally thought that the God King was the end of cultivation, the ultimate goal that all living beings looked up to.

But the appearance of this "narrator" was like a heavy hammer, shattering their proud understanding.

[They recorded the birth and fall of every civilization, as if flipping through an insignificant book.]

Images flashed across the Light Screen, showing how one strange civilization after another rose to prominence and fell into decline. From the perspective of the "narrator," they appeared to be nothing more than a few insignificant lines of text.

[In their records, there exists an ultimate calamity in the universe.]

The scene abruptly shifted, transforming into an indescribable darkness.

It wasn't the absence of light, but rather a kind of "nothingness" that could devour light, matter, and all concepts.

Just looking at it through the Light Screen, Huo Yuhao felt a tearing pain in his Spiritual Eye, as if his soul was being sucked into that darkness!

"Ugh!" He groaned, abruptly closing his eyes, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.

"Yuhao!" Tang Wutong and Wang Dong'er's voices rang out at the same time, and they supported him from both sides.

"I'm fine..." Huo Yuhao's voice was a little hoarse. He suppressed his discomfort and whispered with lingering fear, "That thing... it was real... My Divine Power was screaming. It told me that it was 'absolute end,' a 'zeroing' that no existence could resist."

Tang San's expression became extremely solemn.