The Golden Dragon King Was Going to Have a Child

For a moment, the fury in the Golden Dragon King's heart erupted like lava, burning him from within.

Well played, Tang San. What a Ten-Thousand-Year Grand Plan!

So beneath the facade of so-called "justice" lay such deeply calculated schemes. Even the Dragon God's godhood had ultimately become the private property of the Tang Family. Was there any fairness left in this God Realm?

Despair surged over him like a tide, nearly swallowing the Golden Dragon King's last shred of reason. Could the Dragon Clan truly be reduced to pawns on Tang San's chessboard?

No!

In desperate circumstances, change was bound to arise. It was the pride of a Dragon Clan powerhouse, and the Golden Dragon King's final madness.

After despair often came the seed of hope. The Golden Dragon King's crimson dragon eyes, once filled with brutality, now glimmered with an eerie light—the spark of wisdom bursting forth in desperation.

Through fragments of the river of time, he reexamined that so-called "younger sister"—the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.

According to the original course of history, the Silver Dragon King would meet Tang San's son, Tang Wulin, in the lower realm. The two would go through a grand and tragic romance that transcended race.

"Heh..." The Golden Dragon King sneered, his enormous dragon head swaying slightly in the void.

Before, he might have considered it an opportunity for the Dragon Clan's revival, a bridge toward reconciliation with humanity. But now, it looked like a complete and utter disaster! That so-called "romance" was merely a gentle trap meticulously arranged by Tang San, a fatal shackle placed around the Silver Dragon King!

The Silver Dragon King... she was the other half of the Dragon God, a supreme being who controlled elemental power, yet she was a hopeless romantic through and through!

Once she fell in love, there would be no turning back. For the sake of one man, she could disregard the Dragon Clan's dignity—and in the end, even make a wedding dress for the Tang Family?

"Since you, Tang San, can use your son to seduce my 'younger sister' and scheme against the Silver Dragon King with a handsome man's charm..."

The rage on the Golden Dragon King's face gradually faded, replaced by a chilling "revelation." It was the calculation of one who had seen through the truth, a madness of fighting poison with poison.

He abruptly raised his head, his gaze piercing the mist of the river of time as if declaring war on fate itself.

"Since the Silver Dragon King is a hopeless romantic, don't blame me for fighting dirty."

The Golden Dragon King took a deep breath and clenched his dragon claw viciously in the void, as though grasping fate by the throat.

"Since your Tang Family can have such a fine son to 'reform' the Silver Dragon King, then I, the Golden Dragon King, am no pushover either! I can have a son too!"

"Not only that, I'll have a son more outstanding, more charming, and stronger than Tang Wulin!"

"I'll send him down to the lower realm with my Golden Dragon King's ultimate power and peerless wisdom, so he can approach the Silver Dragon King!"

"Since you're a hopeless romantic, then fall in love all the way! I'll have my son seduce the Silver Dragon King and win that 'hopeless romantic' over completely!"

A plan so bold it was nearly absurd swiftly took shape in the Golden Dragon King's mind.

Only by making the Silver Dragon King fall for one of their own could the Dragon Clan's future avoid falling into someone else's hands. This was not merely a battle over love—it was a battle over godhood!

"Tang San, your Ten-Thousand-Year Grand Plan is perfect, but you overlooked one thing—when the Dragon Clan decides to throw away its dignity, you humans have no chance at all!"

The red light in the Golden Dragon King's eyes grew ever fiercer, and he seemed to see a scene from the future:

Upon that ultimate stage, it would not be Tang Wulin leading the Silver Dragon King by the hand through the Tang Family's doors. It would be the Golden Dragon King's son, bringing the Silver Dragon King with him, raising the Dragon God's godhood high, and punching a hole through the heavens of this God Realm!

"Good, very good! Since you want to play mind games, then let's see whose son is superior!"

"This time, the Dragon God's godhood must remain in the hands of our own!"

"Since I've decided to do it, I'll do it without delay."

The Golden Dragon King took a deep breath. His brutal dragon eyes instantly turned sharp as blades. No longer hesitating, his vast divine consciousness exploded outward, instantly locking onto a spatial node in this corner of the cage.

Open a subspace?

For mortals, that might have been a heaven-defying feat, but for an expert at the God King level, it was merely a basic maneuver.

"Hmph. On a mundane plane like Douluo Continent, even Ultimate Douluos can touch upon the laws of space and even travel through it. I possess the body of a God King and command ultimate power. How could I lack such a trivial method?"

The Golden Dragon King sneered inwardly. If he did not even possess such mastery over space, then he would be far too pathetic to call himself a God King.

"Break!"

With a low shout, the Golden Dragon King's dragon claw tore viciously through the void.

Crack—!

A crisp shattering sound rang out, like a mirror breaking. The incomparably solid space of the Divine Forbidden Land was forcibly ripped open into a pitch-black slit by his terrifying strength, enough to tear apart stars.

Immediately afterward, divine power surged within the Golden Dragon King's body and poured wildly into the crack.

"Condense!"

Using that brief opening, he forcibly created a subspace attached to the God Realm yet beyond the God Realm's perception. It contained only chaotic currents, no passage of time, and was the perfect place to "make a child."

The Golden Dragon King plunged inside and immediately sealed the entrance.

"Hah..."

Within the silent subspace, the Golden Dragon King coiled up and began circulating the most tyrannical power of his bloodline.

The greatest problem he faced was reproduction.

As everyone knew, it was extraordinarily difficult for gods of the God Realm to have descendants. Their divine power was too profound and their life levels too high; the chances of conception were infinitely close to zero. This was why the God Realm Committee did not strictly regulate the private lives of those gods—there was simply no need to worry about a population explosion.

Yet at that moment, the Golden Dragon King revealed a sinister grin.

"Difficult? That only applies to ordinary gods. For me, the Golden Dragon King, divine power is an all-purpose wishing machine!"

"Since natural conception is difficult, I'll use divine power to forcibly catalyze life!"

The Golden Dragon King bit the tip of his tongue. A mouthful of golden-red dragon blood containing the power of his origin sprayed out and hovered in midair.

"With my blood, forge my bones. With my divine power, shape my soul!"

His hands formed seals at lightning speed. The origin essence, which had initially been nothing more than a cloud of blood mist, began undergoing a shocking qualitative transformation under the frenzied infusion of divine power.

"My son need not spend ten months in a womb like a human child. I'll use divine power to build him the most perfect foundation and grant him the purest Dragon Clan bloodline!"

"I'll give him a physique more perfect than Tang Wulin's and elemental affinity more agile than Gu Yuena's!"

A light called "madness" flickered in the Golden Dragon King's eyes. He was draining himself, drawing out every precious strand of bloodline power within him and merging it into the gradually forming orb of life.

The omnipotence of divine power was displayed to the fullest at that moment. Under the intervention of a God King's power, the barriers of genes were forcibly shattered and recombined, while the miracle of life blossomed at his fingertips.

"Since this is for the sake of winning over that 'hopeless romantic' Silver Dragon King..."

As the Golden Dragon King crazily poured out divine power, he continued calculating viciously in his heart. This child's looks must be the absolute best of the best! His personality must be molded according to the Silver Dragon King's preferences too! Gentle? Domineering? Devoted? Never mind—add them all!

As divine power continued to pour in, golden light filled the subspace. A dragon egg radiating an ancient and mysterious aura was slowly taking shape.