Nibelungen Returns with the Primal Dragon Kings; Rong Nianbing Trembles: Feel the Terror of the End and the Beginning!

The voices Soul Spirit Tian Meng, Ice Empress, Snow Empress, Ice Bear King... exploded in his mind.

"Resurrected? Are you kidding me! Seven of them?"

"Great Compassionate Tree King... This name sounds so gentle, yet so sad..." Snow Empress's voice carried a hint of confusion.

Bei Bei and Tang Ya exchanged a glance, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes.

"Passing away means death. This Light Screen can actually bring the dead back?" Xu Sanshi felt his worldview had been shaken.

He Caitou adjusted his glasses and murmured, "What incredible technology... No, this transcends the realm of technology; it's a miracle!"

Xiao Xiao held the Nine Phoenixes Auspicious Flute in her hand, her fingertips turning slightly white.

The era of the Dragon King Legend.

At this moment, the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within Tang Wulin's body experienced a barely perceptible tremor, as if paying homage to some unknown and great power.

His gaze held mostly worry.

What impact would such a large-scale revival have on the existing world order?

Gu Yuena, standing beside him, had a complex light flickering in her silver eyes.

As the Silver Dragon King, she has a deeper understanding of the word "revival" than anyone else.

She herself is an existence resurrected from the Dragon Tomb.

However, that was achieved through countless strategic planning and thousands of years of time.

Now, on the Light Screen, a single line of text announces the return of seven powerful beings.

What an overbearing declaration!

In a distant time and space, Chang Gong Wei, Lei Xiang, A'Dai (Mandun), Hai Long, Tian Hen, Ye Yinzhu, and others also witnessed this breathtaking scene in their respective worlds.

"The rulers..." Tian Hen's eyes gleamed with contemplation. "In a world, are there seven supreme rulers? How is their power divided?"

Ye Yinzhu's fingertips lightly glide across the strings, producing a discordant tremolo.

He sensed that behind those seven names lay different elements and Authority, like the magical elements he was familiar with, yet more fundamental and more profound.

"Interesting, very interesting." Zhou Weiqing chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a fierce fighting spirit. "I wonder how strong these resurrected ancient relics are."

However, before everyone could recover from the sheer volume of information...

The text on the Light Screen changed again.

The golden light seemed to be tainted by an even more ancient and profound power, becoming dark and majestic.

[The primordial Dragon Clan, "Nibelungen, the Primal Dragon," has revived, its power rising to the cosmic level.]

[The Seven Primordial Dragon King Return.]

Boom--!!!!

If the "Seven Gods Revive" mentioned earlier was a boulder thrown into a lake, then these two lines of text are stars that have been smashed into the lake!

The entire Douluo God Realm fell completely silent in that instant.

For the first time Tang San, the God Realm Enforcer, showed an expression of bewilderment.

Primordial Dragon Clan?

Primal Dragon?

What about the Dragon God?

Isn't the Dragon God Ancestor of Ten Thousand Dragons?

Above him, there is actually a "Primordial"?

What sent chills down his spine even further were those three words—cosmic level!

Cosmic level?

What does that mean?

Above the God King? Or is it that even the God King is like an ant before that level?

A chill rose from the depths of this God Realm Enforcer's heart.

For the first time, he realized that his proud cultivation and knowledge were so insignificant and laughable in the face of this mysterious Light Screen.

"Nibelungen ..." Rong Nianbing's lips trembled. As the God of Emotion, he could feel an indescribable sense of terror from this name, a feeling that transcended joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and was more fundamental... to "existence" itself.

"No... impossible!"

An barely suppressed gasp escaped from the Dragon Prince's lips.

As a descendant of the Dragon God, with the noblest Dragon Clan blood flowing in his veins, he could neither accept nor understand this fact.

"The Primal Dragon? What is that! My Dragon Clan only had one ancestor, the Dragon God!"

His voice trembled, filled with anger and fear.

Beside him, the illusory afterimage of the Dragon God began to fluctuate violently, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

Those dragon eyes, which once looked down upon all living beings, were now filled with disbelief.

His inherited Remembrance contained no information whatsoever about the "Nibelungen" or the "Primordial Dragon King".

This completely overturned his understanding!

It's as if his existence, his history, is just a chapter in a larger story, or even... just an insignificant footnote.

Tang Wulin's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him surged completely when the name "Nibelungen" appeared!

That wasn't excitement, nor was it fighting spirit.

It is a surrender that originates from the deepest part of one's bloodline, from the very source of one's soul!

It was as if his proud Golden Dragon King power was nothing but a joke in front of the "Primal Dragon".

He suddenly looked at Gu Yuena beside him.

Gu Yuena's face had turned deathly pale.

Her beautiful silver eyes were wide open, filled with chaos, confusion, and a kind of... emptiness from the collapse of faith.

"The Primordial... Dragon King?"

Her voice, barely audible, was filled with a tremor.

As the Silver Dragon King, she represents the ultimate control over the elements and is the embodiment of the wisdom of the Dragon Clan.

She understood the weight of the words "Dragon King" better than anyone else.

But now, the Light Screen tells her that there are "Seven Primordial Dragon King".

"The Primal Dragon... Nibelungen..."

She chewed on the name over and over again, and with each recitation, the Silver Dragon King Bloodline within her let out a mournful cry, as if paying homage to their true sovereign.

Her pride, her identity as an avatar of the Dragon God, was shattered in this moment.

So... she wasn't the source.

So... even the Dragon God wasn't one.

Above them lies something even more ancient, more noble, and more powerful... the "Origin".

"Cosmic level..."

Gu Yuena's gaze finally settled on those three words that made her feel suffocated.

Her body began to tremble slightly.

It wasn't because of fear.

Rather, it is a kind of... tremor from the very root of life.

That is the instinctive reaction that lower life forms cannot suppress when they look up to higher beings.

She, the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena!

Faced with the concept of "cosmic level," even the right to look up to it seems so insignificant.

Her pride, her dignity, and all her understanding of herself as the pinnacle of the Dragon Clan were utterly crushed and reduced to dust at this moment.

The Divine Realm.

The two giants, Niu Tian and Tai Tan, stared blankly at the Light Screen, completely losing their ability to think.

The Da Ming and the Er Ming they followed were incredibly powerful, and ultimately they became gods.

But now...

"Cosmic level..." Niu Tian muttered to himself, his throat dry, "What kind of existence is that..."