The Dragon Gate Continent had already lost its sun. The brightest light in this realm came from the Dragon Pearl atop the First Dragon Gate, while farther away, stars filled the sky.
As before, Fang Yun kept learning and practicing, leaping higher and higher.
After two hours, Fang Yun could already jump ninety meters, the height of the Second Dragon Gate.
After four hours, Fang Yun could jump a hundred and five meters.
Fang Yun dropped from high in the air, a faint joy rising in his heart. Suddenly, the earth shook, and a pillar of golden light shot skyward ahead of him, then blossomed like a flower, spreading in every direction.
A sound like a bell or a chime rang out from the First Dragon Gate, melodious and pleasing, carrying across the sky.
Then a clear, lilting dragon cry rang out, piercing clouds and splitting stone, its voice shaking the entire realm.
The light spreading in every direction began to draw inward, gathering into a luminous mass in midair. That light swiftly condensed into a dark gold crown studded with gems. The crown's design was simple, without the slightest sense of extravagance, yet it radiated boundless might. Each of its seven differently colored gems seemed to contain an entire realm.
The crown slowly descended and vanished from everyone's sight.
Fang Yun smiled. It seemed someone had finally leaped over the First Dragon Gate, and fewer than twelve hours had passed. This first person must possess extraordinary talent.
"What... is that crown?" Yan Yukong could not help asking.
Fang Yun said, "The birth of a Dragon Emperor."
Everyone was stunned. Even the Grand Academicians were taken aback.
"How many years has it been since the Dragon Race last produced a Dragon Emperor? Even the Eastern Sea Dragon Sage, the strongest