Dragon Island United

The boundless void was black as ink, billions of stars hidden behind a deep curtain of darkness. Only an endless expanse of nothingness stretched through the deathly silence, carrying the desolation of eternity.

Zi Yan's slender, upright figure stood proudly at the center of the void. She looked delicate in her purple-gold Dragon Pattern Battle Armor, which glimmered faintly in the darkness, yet that slim frame seemed to hold up the entire heavens and earth, radiating an invisible and towering majesty.

Overwhelming Dragon Might spread like something tangible, every wisp of it carrying the weight of Primordial Desolation. The surrounding void trembled faintly beneath its pressure, and even the light seemed to freeze.

Below, countless Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan members floated through the void. Whether they were ferocious Ancient Dragon Warriors clad in scales or elders with steady auras, all of them lowered their heads and knelt in orderly silence, their movements solemn without the slightest sound.

Countless reverent gazes converged upon that purple figure. The clan that had once been fractured and divided finally had a common direction to look toward.

"Greetings, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

No one knew who first shattered the silence, but a shout exploded through the void like thunder.

Then, one after another,

cries of "Greetings, Your Majesty!" rose and fell like surging waves, instantly resounding throughout the void. More impassioned shouts followed:

"The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan's inheritance shall endure for ten thousand years!"

"Follow His Majesty the Dragon Emperor and restore the dragon clan's glory!"

"Long live His Majesty the Dragon Emperor! The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan shall surely rise again!"

The cheers made the void hum. Countless dragon clan bloodlines boiled amid the shouts, as the humiliation and longing suppressed for far too long were transformed into scorching waves of sound.