The Power That Annihilates All, Black Dragon King's Visit

At the entrance of the forging room.

Holy Dragon King: Di Guangming.

He maintained his usual posture of respectful standing, like a refined aristocratic butler, guarding the door in silence until he had witnessed the Dragon Emperor complete the ten-thousand-fold forging of the Deep Silver and grasp the full process of creation.

In his hand, during his idle moments, he always held a Dark Dragon Coronet—the crown his late wife had worn while she lived.

"You've arrived?" The Dragon Emperor seemed to sense something, casting his pure gold gaze toward the distant space outside the door.

A few seconds later, he walked to the entrance of the forging room and, right in front of the Holy Dragon King, snatched the Dark Crown from the other's hand.

The Holy Dragon King could only open his mouth... a picture of wanting to speak but holding back.

As the Dark Coronet was held in the Dragon Emperor's palm, the moment it was touched by his will of destruction...

Suddenly, a power that transcended destruction, sufficient to annihilate all things, emerged and surged from within the dark crown.

That was the Power of Annihilation, which the Dark Dragon King had mastered in addition to the Ultimate Darkness.

This Power of Annihilation did not erode the Dragon Emperor's palm; instead, under the gentle caress of his will of destruction, it leaped and swirled between his palms like a fledgling bird returning to its nest.

In an instant, the Dragon Emperor's eyes grew profound, and memories surged through his mind like a tide...

"Back then, I never expected that after such long, distant ages, the bit of annihilation I sublimated from destruction would still be so meager."

"Apart from you, the Nine True Dragon Kings have hardly made any progress."

The Power of Annihilation returned to the Dark Crown, and the Dragon Emperor tossed it back into the Holy Dragon King's hands.

He added with a huff, "That bootlicking son of yours is here. He comes with ill intent; prepare yourself to receive him."

"Eh?" The usually submissive Holy Dragon King was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously asked in return, "My... son?"

After all, the Dragon Race had been overturned millions of years ago, and in that great calamity that destroyed the clan, even the Dragon Kings had all perished. How could he have descendants left in this world?

"Yes, that pitch-black one. He inherited his looks from your wife, but his eyes are very much like yours—Little Blackie." The Dragon Emperor silently put away the Deep Silver parts and strode out of the forging room.

"Otherwise, did you think my 'You've arrived?' just now was a greeting?"

He shouldered the Holy Dragon King aside, knocking him out of his daze, and signaled for him to follow.

"Interesting, truly interesting."

Entering an open-air tea table on the top floor.

A golden-eyed, black-haired man in his prime gripped the purple-haired youth from the Xu Family, known as "Tianyi," by the throat.

He rolled his golden eyes, twisted his neck from side to side, and scrutinized the human held in his hand.

He clicked his tongue in wonder, saying, "As expected of the place the Master ordered me to investigate thoroughly; the dragon aura here is surprisingly deep."

"To catch a wielder of the Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon martial soul the moment I land—this is truly rare."

Xu Tianyi clutched the wrist that was choking him, his breath intermittent but his tone filled with disbelief: "Cough, you, you are the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon from the Forbidden Land of the Star Dou Forest Reserve."

"King Di Tian?!"

"Hmm?!" The golden-eyed, black-haired man's brows furrowed sharply, and the strength in his hand increased by a fraction.

His expression turned ugly as he said, "Hah! If not for the trace of the Ancestor of Sub-Dragons' bloodline within your body..."

"For that erroneous form of address alone, I would have crushed you a hundred times over!"

It was at this moment that the sound of a teacup clinking against a jade lid came from behind Di Tian.

Bi Ji, her green hair braided into a long scorpion tail and her figure curving sharply, knelt and presented a cup of Oolong Tea. "Taste this. These tea leaves contain an extremely high level of dragon aura; they seem to have grown and been produced in a place where dragon corpses gather."

"I didn't expect the humans living here to be quite good at enjoying themselves."

"A place where dragon corpses gather?" Di Tian took the cup of Oolong Tea with his left hand.

Combining this with the purple-haired youth in his right hand, Di Tian suddenly realized: "So that's it. It turns out your family found a burial ground of the Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon, and after being subtly influenced for generations, you were able to awaken the Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon martial soul."

"Such an encounter—is this not the opportunity I need to break through my ninth heavenly tribulation?"

He loosened his right hand, dropping the man to his knees, and questioned him without ceremony: "Speak, which family do you belong to?"

"Tell me, and for the sake of the Purple Imperial Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon, I will spare your life and that of your family."

Xu Tianyi had already died once, so naturally, he did not fear death.

He sneered disdainfully: "Hmph! Black Dragon King Di Tian, you dare to trespass into the heartland of us humans, and you dare to touch the internal personnel of our Spirit Pagoda? Does your Star Dou Forbidden Land not wish to remain in this world?"

"Spirit Pagoda?" In Di Tian's mind, the image of the high wall that caged their Star Dou Great Forest appeared, and a flash of murderous intent immediately ignited in his eyes.

"It seems I must use extraordinary means on you to force out the location where those tea leaves grow!"

He flicked his hand, tossing the cup of Oolong Tea away, and his five fingers turned into claws, striking down suddenly and dragging a trail of indelible darkness.

However, from the direction where the teacup fell, a calm voice drifted over: "That is water brewed from the grass on your mother's grave, or perhaps the commemorative leaves your father specifically brought out."

Di Tian's movements stiffened, a flame of rage piercing through his eyes as if his reverse scale had been pried open.

Even Bi Ji looked toward the source of the voice with a face full of worry...

A half-grown boy with purple hair, accompanied by a golden-haired butler in white, leisurely sat down directly across from the tea table.

Taking advantage of the two people opposite him being stunned, the purple-haired boy snatched the freshly brewed Oolong Tea from the hands of Bi Ji, took a sip, and turned back to say, "Old Di, such good tea, being wasted by your son—aren't you going to draw your blade and carve him up?"

"Are you the target the Lord assigned for this mission?" Di Tian calmed down instead, paying no mind to the purple-haired boy's nonsense.

This was because he discovered that his golden eyes, inherited from the bloodline of the Holy Dragon King, were actually unable to see through the roots of the other party's soul.

Bi Ji also spoke up at this moment.

Pointing at the purple-haired, golden-eyed boy, she frowned in confusion and said, "You really are a soul beast? And a soul beast that has reincarnated and completely transformed into human form."

"Could it be that you come from that poisonous barrier in the Sunset Forest?"

"A plant-type mixed with the aura of the dragon race—truly rare." Di Tian sat down with a heavy, imposing air, shoving the tea table in front of his knees aside, causing it to slam into the glass railing on the right with a dull thud.

"However, daring to disrupt the Lord's strategy, even if you have the aptitude to inherit the position of the Goddess of Love, it will not do!"

"I will capture you and hand you over to the King of Myriad Monsters to be properly disciplined!"

After making his arrangements, Di Tian shifted his gaze upward to look at the man standing to the right behind the brat.

Di Tian was stunned for an instant.

Because he discovered that the golden-haired man in white had been watching him from the very beginning.

Those platinum eyes were filled with affection and nostalgia, as if he were looking at his own only child.

As the master of the Star Dou Great Forest and the self-proclaimed Beast God, Di Tian did not resist this gaze; instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Just as the atmosphere turned strange, the purple-haired boy suddenly added, "Di Guangming, I'm asking you a question."

Di Guangming?

Di Tian stood up abruptly!