At the border between Purple Star and the Red Luan Starfield, the human and demonic realm armies assembled by the millions. Their vast, mighty formation shook the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens.
Ten thousand miles apart, before the two armies, Imperial Dao descended. Boundless pressure swept across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and all living things prostrated themselves.
The decisive battle was at hand, with no road left to retreat. The armies faced one another, millions of warriors blanketing the heavens and blotting out the sun. Humanity and the demonic realm had both committed every soldier they possessed, prepared to fight to the death.
"Scaly Emperor!"
Before the million-strong demonic realm army, Demonic Emperor Kunyi spoke coldly. "Go offer your greetings."
"Yes!"
Scaly Emperor accepted the order and strode forward step by step. Golden light surged around him, dazzling to the eye.
"Dragon Emperor, this battle is yours."
Before the human army, Ning Chen likewise spoke, issuing his command.
"Yes!"
Young Master Xiaobai accepted the order and stepped out into the field.
"The Dragon Clan's new emperor? Heh. I never thought the exterminated Dragon Clan still had surviving remnants. A Dragon Clan with only one member—how pitiful!"
Between the two armies, Scaly Emperor looked at the new Dragon Clan emperor approaching him and mocked him.
Young Master Xiaobai did not respond. His right hand closed around empty air, and the Dragon Emperor Sword took form, condensing into a long spear of interwoven gold and white. Dragon Qi billowed, and dragon might shook the world.
Scaly Emperor's expression darkened at the sight. Dragon Emperor Qi—the old Dragon Emperor's Dragon Emperor Sword!
"Today, I will use your blood to honor the myriad dragon souls of my clan!"
With those words declaring war, Young Master Xiaobai shot forward. Dragon roars