The Descender Legion Revealed, the Dragon King of Nibelungen Sacrifices Himself, the Dragon King Falls into the Abyss to Become the...

"Roar—!!!"

A dragon's roar, filled with immeasurable sorrow, fury, and pain, burst from the deepest part of the Forbidden Land of the God Realm!

It pierced straight through the spatial barriers of the Divine Realm and resounded in the hearts of every being with Dragon Clan blood!

In the God Realm Committee, the enormous golden eyes in the Void behind Tang San were instantly stained red! The Dragon God's will went completely berserk!

Suppress them, defeat them...the entire Dragon Clan!

Those words were like the most vicious curse, striking straight at the Dragon God's deepest wound!

This was no metaphor, no figure of speech. It was the bloody reality he had once experienced firsthand!

"Phanes—!!!"

The Dragon God roared. He remembered those lofty Deities, that unjust trial, and the Dragon Clan's eternal tragedy of being divided and suppressed!

In another corner, Tang Wulin and Gu Yuena's bodies trembled violently at the same time.

"Argh!" Golden Dragon Scales erupted uncontrollably across Tang Wulin's right arm. The Golden Dragon King's bloodline wailed in fury! A grief and rage rising from the deepest part of his bloodline threatened to swallow his reason.

"Wulin!" Gu Yuena hurriedly embraced him. Silver Dragon Scales flickered across her skin as fragments of the Silver Dragon King's memories surged through her mind: countless giant dragons falling, their blood staining the stars.

Their bloodlines, their power, their very existence—all stemmed from that tragedy of the Dragon Clan!

Greater Khingan Mountains, Lake of Life.

"Thud!"

Niu Tian and Tai Tan could no longer support their massive bodies. They fell heavily to their knees, sending water spraying in every direction. Two streams of bloody tears ran from their eyes.

"Suppress...the Dragon Clan..."

"Again...this is happening again!" Niu Tian howled at the sky, his voice hoarse. "Why?! Why must our Dragon Clan suffer such injustice in every world? What have we ever done wrong?!"

Douluo Continent, Shrek City.

Inside the Sea God Pavilion, Huo Yuhao's face was deathly pale. He could clearly feel Tian Meng, Ice Empress, Snow Empress, Li Ya, even the sleeping Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass—all the Soul Spirits in his Sea of Consciousness—falling into utter terror and grief.

It was the Soul Beasts' empathy for the Dragon Clan, Ancestor of All Beasts!

Bei Bei, He Caitou, Xu Sanshi, Xiao Xiao, Tang Ya, and the others beside him were all speechless. As humans, they couldn't fully understand that bloodline-deep anguish, but the words "easily suppress" on the Light Screen had already sent a chill through them to the bone.

What kind of terrifying being could easily suppress the entire Dragon Clan?

Deep in the imperial palace, Xue Ye swayed, nearly collapsing. Ning Tian beside him quickly caught him.

"Your Majesty!"

Xue Ye waved a hand. His clouded eyes were filled with despair. Staring at the Light Screen, he murmured, "So...even dragons...can be defeated so easily..."

What could the struggles of a mortal empire amount to before such a being?

Divine Realm.

Ji Dong and Lie Yan exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in the other's eyes. The Dragon Clan of their world was just as powerful, but now...

"If a 'Descender' like this came to our world..." Lie Yan's voice was dry.

No one could answer her.

Hai Long, Tian Hen, A'Dai, Lei Xiang, Ye Yinzhu...one by one, the God Kings who had once commanded the world fell silent. They were all considering the same question: if a "Descender" like this arrived in their world, what would the outcome be?

Amid this deathly silence, the final line appeared on the Light Screen—the most despairing one of all.

[But the Descenders are not the only ones.]

Not...the only ones?

The words struck every heart like an invisible hammer.

One Phanes had already overturned everything they thought they knew and plunged them into bottomless despair.

Now the Light Screen was telling them that there was more than one being like this!

In the God Realm Committee, Tang San had been forcing himself to stay calm. The instant he read those words, he could no longer keep his aura steady. He clenched his fists as the illusory Sea God Trident in his grasp flickered violently, showing the first signs of instability.

The God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life exchanged a glance. In each other's eyes, they saw disbelief. They could sense that Tang San's emotions had reached an extremely dangerous threshold.

In the midst of the silence, the writing on the Light Screen slowly faded. In its place appeared a new scene, even grander and more tragic than before.

The scene showed a world nearing its end. The sky was dark red, the land scarred with countless fissures, and innumerable magnificent buildings lay in ruins. Above the rubble, a dragon of unimaginable size faced off against a humanoid being radiating white light.

The dragon's might was in no way inferior to that of the Dragon God in his prime! In some respects, it was even greater!

"This is..." Gu Yuena trembled slightly. Fragments of the Silver Dragon King's memories surged through her mind again, telling her that the dragon in the scene shared their origins, yet was far more ancient!

[King of the Old World, Dragon King, Nibelungen.]

A line of cold text appeared beside the scene.

The Light Screen showed the battle in a flash, but its result was etched clearly in everyone's eyes.

The Dragon King had lost.

His enormous body fell from the sky and crashed into the earth. The entire world seemed to wail. The white-robed "Descender," Phanes, reached out as if to erase the Old Great Old One from existence forever.

At the sight, Tang Wulin's bloodline roared in fury once more, while Niu Tian and Tai Tan glared with eyes nearly bursting from their sockets.

Again! The Dragon Clan had been defeated again!

Yet just as everyone thought the outcome was settled, the scene changed abruptly!

The dying Dragon King Nibelungen turned his dragon eyes, burning with endless resentment, toward some distant point in the universe. There lay a darkness so absolute it seemed capable of devouring all light.

[The King's resentment stirred the dark side of the universe—the Abyss.]

The next moment, a sight that made every viewer's scalp crawl unfolded.

The absolute darkness seemed to come alive, transforming into countless black tendrils. They crossed the endless void and wrapped around Nibelungen's fading Dragon Soul and ruined body.

There was no resistance, no struggle.

Only a willing welcome and embrace!

"No! What is he doing?" Gu Yuena cried out.

She could sense that the dark power was vile, corrupted, and mad—utterly unlike the noble bloodline of the Dragon Clan! It was a fate more terrifying than death!

On the Light Screen, the Abyss Power began to corrupt, dismantle, and reshape Nibelungen's dragon body! His golden Dragon Scales became black armor, his majestic horns twisted into grotesque spikes, and his immense life force was transformed into pure destruction and hatred.

[He became fuel for the fire, embracing the Void.]

[The King of the Old Days returned, becoming the Second Throne!]