Teyvat's Adult Dragons Are Manifestations of Rules and Demon Gods! Douluo Dragon Bloodlines Instantly Devalued!

Beneath the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest, the sleeping Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena suddenly opened her violet eyes.

In another time and space far away, Tang Wulin, with the Golden Dragon King Bloodline flowing through his veins, felt his own blood and qi boiling uncontrollably.

The Dragon Clan, in the Douluo Plane, was likewise synonymous with supreme authority—the apex of all beasts, a symbol of power and nobility!

Yet, the Light Screen's next description instantly froze their pride.

[Before the first Outworlder descended, They were the true masters of the Teyvat Planet, the oldest and most powerful natives of this world.]

[They built the Ancient Dragon Civilization, a glory beyond measure. Every fully grown dragon possessed a terrifying might comparable to the "Demon Gods" of later ages!]

Boom!!!

It was as if billions of thunderbolts exploded simultaneously in everyone's minds.

Every... fully grown dragon... comparable to a "Demon God"?

Comparable to those who wielded "Authority," who were themselves the embodiment of the world's Rules?!

"No... impossible..."

In the God Realm, the remnant soul of the Dragon God let out an incredulous roar.

He had once been the pinnacle of the Dragon Clan, commanding all beasts, challenging the God Kings themselves—how proud and spirited he had been!

But now, what was he seeing?

A world where dragons were the original rulers!

A world where every fully grown dragon could rival a "Demon God" who held the world's Authority!

What an absurd, terrifying concept!

If the dragons of the Douluo Plane possessed such power, not just one God Realm, but ten, a hundred, would have long been trampled flat!

"Original... masters..."

Gu Yuena murmured to herself. For the first time, confusion appeared on her peerless face.

She had always taken the revival of the Dragon Clan as her mission, grieving and raging at the God Realm's oppression of her kind.

But the dragons of Teyvat—They themselves were the masters of the planet!

The gap between them could no longer be measured by numbers or power levels.

This was an absolute crushing of life's hierarchy, of existence's very status!

Tang Wulin's body trembled slightly. The Golden Dragon King Power roared within him—a tremor from the deepest part of his bloodline, both the excitement of meeting kin and the... reverence of facing a superior!

His pride, his unyielding spirit, seemed so pale and powerless before the words "every fully grown dragon is comparable to a Demon God."

"A race where every member is the embodiment of 'Authority'?"

Sea God Tang San could no longer keep his face calm.

He had schemed his entire life, endured countless trials, and finally inherited the dual divine positions of Sea God and Asura God, barely standing at the peak of the God Realm.

But now, the Light Screen told him that in another world, there was a race that, simply by reaching adulthood, could achieve a realm he dared not even imagine.

This was no longer a matter of effort.

It was the disparity between worlds, the favoritism of creation, a gap that drove one to despair.

"Ha... hahahaha!"

Elsewhere, Mad God Lei Xiang, under the God of Destruction, suddenly burst into loud laughter.

His laughter no longer held the silence from before, but burned with even fiercer battle intent.

"Good! A fine Dragon Clan! A fine Teyvat! Now this is interesting! Fight against heaven, fight against earth, fight against all the gods and buddhas! If I could do battle with this Dragon Clan that wields the Rules, then I would truly deserve the name 'Mad God'!"

Beside him, Heavenly Emperor Tian Hen, God of Death A'Dai, Immortal Emperor Hai Long, and the others exchanged glances, seeing deep shock on each other's faces.

They had all been protagonists of their own worlds, trendsetters of their eras.

But what they saw now made them clearly realize that the heavens and earth they had known were still too small.

"What are we, who command dragons with music, before such beings?"

On a distant continent, Qin Emperor Ye Yinzhu hugged his Guqin, smiling bitterly.

The dragon maiden Zi beside him had her mouth wide open, unable to close for a long time.

She had always been proud of her dragon bloodline, but now, she felt her own blood seemed somewhat... cheap.

"So, the pinnacle of the Ice Fire Demon Chef is just a fraction of 'Authority'?"

God of Emotion Rong Nianbing, once the Cooking God, looked on with complex eyes.

He controlled seven emotions, toyed with ice and fire magic, and believed his understanding of the elements had reached the peak.

But now he understood that what they called elemental magic was perhaps just a diluted, castrated version of the World Origin power known as "Authority."

"Can my Evil Eye copy their 'Authority'?"

Great Strength God Zhou Weiqing rubbed his chin, doubting his own ability for the first time.

The God King level was already the peak of the Douluo Plane.

But this peak, in the Teyvat World, seemed to be merely... the standard for a race's coming of age?

This joke was too much!

On the Douluo Continent.

The members of Shrek Academy were completely numb by now.

"Bei Bei, your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, it seems... it seems..." He Caitou held back for a long time, still unable to say the words "like a little earthworm."

Bei Bei's face alternated between pale and green. His ultimate beast soul, which he had always prided himself on, now looked like nothing but a joke.

"Dragon... Dragon Prince?" Xu Sanshi looked at the youth beside him. That youth was the hope of the dragon race ten thousand years later, yet at this moment, he felt an unprecedented pressure.

Tang Ya, Xiao Xiao, and the others couldn't even speak anymore.

Their worldview was being shattered, reassembled, and shattered again by the words on the Light Screen, over and over.

Heaven Dou Empire Imperial Palace.

Emperor Xueye had completely collapsed. He didn't even have the strength to think anymore.

"Demon God... Dragon race... it's over, it's all over..."

Star Luo Empire. Marshal Dai Hao's spine could no longer stay straight.

His so-called iron blood, his so-called Military Might, in the face of a "Demon God race" that could arbitrarily set Rules, wasn't even worth a speck of dust.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Tian's breathing was heavier than when he had seen the "God of Contracts" earlier.

"Rongrong, do you understand what this means?"

Ning Rongrong nodded woodenly.

Of course she understood.

A civilization made of countless "Gods of Contracts"!

A nation made of countless "Gods of Geo"!

An army made of countless "Gods of War"!

Wealth, power, wisdom... everything humanity could boast of lost all meaning before such absolute might.

"They... are the Primal Rulers."

Tang San's voice rang out in the God Realm, carrying a trace of bitterness.

"Then the question is, who... replaced them? That so-called 'Outworlder,' what kind of terrifying existence must it be?"

This question silenced even the Mad God, who had just begun to stir with fighting spirit.

Indeed.