Zi Ji, King of Ten Thousand Demons Revived

At the same time, the Evil Emperor seemed to spot something in the distance. He narrowed his eyes and spread his Mental Power outward, then drew it back in.

"Is that... a dragon skeleton?"

"Mm. My family."

"Aren't you human?"

"Who said my family had to be human? I don't have parents in this world anyway."

"You sound pretty happy about it?"

"Happy, my ass. Get lost!"

Zi Ji felt as if she had dreamed for a very, very long time, as though she had entered a revolving lantern of memories. Her perspective seemed to return to the moment of her birth. As the Hell Demon Dragon King, a descendant of the Dark Dragon King, she likewise possessed True Dragon bloodline.

She had her own pride, and her own territory, until one day she met that person—black hair, golden eyes, and an intense bloodline pressure. He was the Golden Eye Black Dragon King.

A pure Golden Eye Black Dragon King.

Scenes from the past slid before her eyes, and she remembered countless things. She had nearly failed to survive her Lightning Tribulation; it had been Di Tian who helped her.

And that big bug in the Star Dou Forest.

Even the supreme Lord Di Tian spoke of.

Until, before her consciousness faded, she saw seven-colored divine power, and a massive hammerhead crashing down toward her face.

In a haze, Zi Ji seemed to hear voices.

"Isn't this that little dragon and that tree from the Star Dou Forest?"

"These two died too?"

"Don't gloat. In this era, even your Evil Demon Forest territory is gone."

She seemed to hear a voice that was somewhat familiar, while the other person's voice was very unfamiliar. The instant she dazedly opened her eyes, a piece of clothing came down over her face.