Jia Lin and Long Tianyang could only feel the light and shadows before them twisting chaotically. A supreme force of space-time cut them off from heaven and earth, protecting them securely outside the realm, leaving them unable to interfere in the slightest.
Xiao Chenlong, however, held Qian Renxue's hand and was completely unaffected. They stood beside the Silver Dragon King, watching her.
Seeing this, the old Dragon God's remnant soul gave them another look, but said nothing.
The Silver Dragon King's consciousness was forcibly pulled away, eventually falling into a vast, boundless ancient illusion.
The instant the Silver Dragon King opened her eyes, ceremonial music rang across the boundless heavens. Myriad dragons worshipped, and divine light pierced the universe.
This was the ancient Divine Dragon Realm from hundreds of millions of years ago, at the height of its prosperity.
Above the firmament, nine-colored divine light illuminated the cosmos. Hundreds of millions of dragon clans floated in the void with bowed heads in worship, while endless divine beasts prostrated themselves in welcome. The fate of the entire realm soared to the heavens, flourishing beyond compare.
Between heaven and earth, a grand ceremony of unprecedented scale—one destined to be recorded in the annals of eternity—was slowly beginning. It was the ultimate ceremony from back then, when the Divine Dragon Realm sought to ascend into a divine star!
It was also the first spark that set off every tragedy: the old Dragon God's descent into madness, the realm's collapse, and the dragon clan's annihilation.
If this ceremony succeeded, the Divine Dragon Realm would transcend the Shackles of the God Realm and become an independent divine star in the universe.
The dragon clan would no longer face restraint or oppression, and would prosper forever.
High in the sky, the Dragon God's figure was majestic