On Dragon Emperor Mountain, raging waves filled the air, and heaven and earth trembled without end. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, not a trace of life could be seen.
The Dragon Emperor's world-ending act had spread into the great world outside. Destructive power buried Dragon Emperor Mountain, thoroughly entombing the history of the Dragon Clan.
Outside Dragon Emperor Mountain, a white-clad, white-haired figure stood suspended in the air, not leaving for a long while, as though waiting for something.
Between heaven and earth, the residual Dragon Qi from Dragon Emperor Mountain drifted away, gradually vanishing into the world.
The Devil Race's grand plan had crumbled overnight. Along with the Dragon Emperor Sword, all Dragon Qi had been exhausted. The divine sword sheathed its edge and fell into slumber.
As the sun set and the moon rose, time passed bit by bit. Yet there was never the slightest movement from the ruined Dragon Emperor Mountain, and worry gradually rose in Ning Chen's eyes.
"Immortal Elder."
On Ning Chen's shoulder, a palm-sized little boy appeared, delicate as if carved from pink jade. Looking at the Dragon Qi spreading through heaven and earth, he softly said, "I want that Dragon Qi."
Ning Chen's expression tightened slightly upon hearing this. "You want it? There is very little Dragon Qi left. Will it be useful to you?"
"Mm."
Little Gourd nodded gently. "Dragon Qi is of a very high grade. For me, even a little is enough."
"Alright."
Ning Chen softly agreed and raised his right hand. At once, fierce winds swept above Dragon Emperor Mountain, and an enormous vortex appeared. Boundless suction rapidly spread outward, swallowing all the Dragon Qi scattered between heaven and earth.
After several breaths, the gale subsided. Ning Chen raised his hand, and from the very center of