The Star Dou Great Forest
Star Dou Great Forest.
In the center of the Lake of Life, Di Tian, the Beast God and King of Ten Thousand Dragons, had his golden eyes filled with awe.
"May the stars pay their respects..."
"This... this is a realm that even the Dragon God in his prime never reached!"
The Ferocious Beast behind him, such as Zi JI and Bi Ji, were all terrified.
They followed their Lord and witnessed the devastating power of the Dragon God before its split.
Even the Dragon God only governs a single dragon Dragon Clan the Divine Realm, influencing a small star field.
What a magnificent power it is to command the respect of the stars!
In another time and space, the era of the Dragon King Legend.
Tang Wulin gazed at the Heavenly Curtain, feeling the frenzied throbbing of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within his body.
It was a yearning for greater power, and a resonance with an unknown destiny.
"The strongest opponent is the disciple you personally trained..."
He couldn't help but tighten his grip on Gu Yuena's hand beside him.
Wasn't their relationship a fateful duel?
The Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King are destined to fight to end the tragic wish of the Dragon Clan that has lasted for ten thousand years.
Gu Yuena's purple eyes shimmered as she gently grasped Tang Wulin's hand and whispered, "This prophecy is less a destiny and more a Curse."
To cultivate a disciple who surpasses oneself, and who can even command the awe of the stars.
Then, become his enemy.
This was far too cruel for that Extremely Evil Knight named Surtrochi.
The Imperial Palace of the Heaven Dou Empire.
The elderly Xue Ye leaned back on his throne, his cloudy eyes filled with fear.
"His sword has consumed countless lives... If such a ruthless person were to descend upon my Douluo Continent, wouldn't it be a catastrophe?"
Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong's father, who was standing below, also had a solemn expression on his face.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo beside him felt the suffocatingly sharp Killing Intent intent emanating from the words.
The residence of the Strength Clan.
Tai Tan looked up at the sky, his enormous hands clenching so tightly they cracked.
"What a disciple! What a worthy opponent! This is the true world of the strong!"
Niu Gao, Bai He, and others around him were also filled with excitement.
For these pure Soul Master, this extreme power is a fatal attraction in itself.
Holy Demon Continent.
White Tiger Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger Clan, dressed in military uniform, stood tall and straight like a spear.
He gazed at the prophecy in the Heavenly Curtain, his eyes filled not with fear, but with a burning fighting spirit.
"Reach the pinnacle of power in battle! Well said!"
"A true warrior should shine the brightest light on the most brutal battlefield!"
This iron-willed soldier found the description of "drinking countless lives" to be perfectly natural.
War is inherently a matter of life and death.
But he also felt puzzled and regretful about the fate of the master and disciple becoming enemies.
Divine Voice Starfield.
Qin Emperor Ye Yinzhu stood tall and elegant, holding his guqin (a seven-stringed zither).
He sensed the killing and destiny foretold in the prophecy and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Why must there always be so much conflict and killing?
Beside him, the Dragon King Zi, its golden dragon eyes gleaming with a strange light, said, "No, Yin Zhu, you don't understand. For some beings, battle itself is their destiny, the meaning of their existence."
"This Surtrochi might be just that kind of person."
"And that disciple will be the most magnificent chapter in his destiny."
Beside him, the Lord of the Mysteries A'Dai, scratched his head, not quite understanding these complicated things.
He just felt...
"That disciple is amazing."
"That teacher is so pitiful."
The discussions from all corners of the world converged into a clamorous ocean.
All living beings are speculating about who Surtrochi is and who his disciples will be.
The prophet named Vedrfolnir was shrouded in mystery.
Just as this discussion reached its peak...
The Golden Text on the Heavenly Curtain slowly receded like the tide.
Then, a completely new scene began to slowly coalesce in the center of the Heavenly Curtain.
It was an endless darkness.
In the darkness, it seemed as if magma was flowing, outlining a majestic and lonely throne.
A blurry figure sat on the throne.
He was clad in heavy armor that seemed to be forged from solidified shadows and burning embers; even his silhouette exuded a terrifying aura capable of crushing one's soul.
In his hand, he leaned on a massive, grotesque Giant Sword with a broad blade.
The Giant Sword seemed to Entanglement with countless wailing, resentful spirits.
Everyone held their breath.
They knew that this was the protagonist of the prophecy.
The next second, two crimson lights suddenly shone from the gap in the figure's helmet!
Like the most intense flames in the depths of hell, or like two blood-red stars heading towards destruction!
A line of cold, authoritative text appeared at the bottom of the image.
In the God Domain of Myriad Realms, the enormous golden list that reflects all the heavens and surveys all things once again began to shine after a brief silence.
Countless gazes converged here from the Douluo God Realm and various star regions.
Above the list of successful bidders, the previous scene faded away, replaced by a deep darkness that seemed capable of swallowing all light.
In the darkness, a solitary figure slowly emerged.
He wore a tattered black cloak, his long silver hair swaying slightly in the Nihility, his face shrouded in shadow, making it difficult to see clearly. Only his eyes seemed to burn with two cold, lifeless flames.
[A List of the Ten Forbidden Existences Across All Realms]
[TOP: The Moon Hunter - Rerir]
"The Moon Hunter?"
In the Douluo God Realm, Huo Yuhao frowned slightly.
This title was unheard of, exuding an air of strangeness and foreboding. The moon hunters? How arrogant, how absurd.
"I've never heard of this name before, nor have I ever felt any similar Divine Power fluctuations." Tang San's Divine Sense swept across the Golden List, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, receiving no feedback whatsoever.
This in itself is an abnormal signal.
"Looks like another formidable fellow." Zhou Weiqing stroked his chin, his eyes full of curiosity.
The screen scrolled across the list of successful candidates, and a brand-new line of large, gold-plated characters, exuding undeniable authority, slowly emerged.
[The Moon Hunter Rerir's background revealed: He is a descendant of the Crimson Moon Dynasty.]
Crimson Moon Dynasty?
Descendants?
The moment those two words were uttered, different emotions stirred within everyone present.
"A fallen dynasty... its last bloodline?" Tang Ya murmured to herself. She thought of the Tang Sect that had once fallen apart, and a trace of indescribable resonance and sympathy appeared in her eyes.
Xue Ye and Ning Tian, a descendant of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, felt a chill run down their spines.
As Emperor, they were most sensitive to the word "dynasty." A dynasty that could be mentioned on the Myriad Realms Golden List was by no means an ordinary country; at its peak, it probably possessed unimaginable glory and power.
But it still perished.