Back then, the Dragon God had gone mad, unleashing a battle that shook the world.
Among the human gods, the Asura God had raised his blood-red sword high and cleaved the Dragon God in two: one half became the Gold Dragon King, the other the Silver Dragon King.
The Silver Dragon King had fled the Divine Realm the instant they separated.
Only the Gold Dragon King had continued fighting the human gods, even after the division weakened her power. Sealed within the Divine Realm for hundreds of thousands of years, she had never regained her freedom.
The Mountain Dragon King had led the remaining members of the Dragon Clan in a fighting retreat, holding out in this last micro-world belonging to their clan.
Then he, too, had fallen in battle.
After all these years, even his Dragon Soul was gradually wearing away.
But what did he see now?
He saw...
The Gold Dragon King!
The Gold Dragon King, sealed within the Divine Realm, was right before him at this very moment.
Burying the remains of these dead dragons!
"Gold Dragon King-!!!"
The Mountain Dragon King's voice boomed like thunder.
Yun Feng raised her hand, and the Mountain Dragon King slowly lowered his enormous head until it rested against her palm.
A stream of golden light flowed slowly through Yun Feng's palm into the Mountain Dragon King's Dragon Soul.
Yun Feng gazed at him and said softly, "This power will let you hold on a little longer, Mountain Dragon King."
"Our Dragon Clan... our Dragon Clan..."
The Mountain Dragon King's voice was filled with grief.
As a divided incarnation of the Dragon God, Yun Feng was now the matriarch of the entire Dragon Clan, since the Dragon God no longer existed!
The resentment and anguish the Mountain Dragon King had endured