During the Dragon-Han Catastrophe.
Killing intent seethed between heaven and earth. Dark clouds blanketed the sky, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the earth shook without cease. A golden Divine Dragon tens of millions of feet long swept through the sea of clouds, its might pressing down upon heaven and earth and striking terror into countless living beings.
"Roooar!" A Dragon's Roar rang out. The Divine Dragon flew out of the clouds to meet two beams of light approaching from afar.
The two beams drew closer and closer, finally revealing a fire phoenix somewhat larger than the Vermilion Bird and an enormous qilin whose entire body radiated a heavy, formidable aura.
Primordial Phoenix.
Primordial Qilin.
Boom! A battle unprecedented since the creation of the Primordial World erupted.
Meanwhile, within the East Sea Dragon Palace.
"Roooar!" A Dragon's Roar echoed from the Ancestral Dragon Hall. A graceful woman in a red dress lay on a couch, clutching her belly and tossing in agony. Scorching heat radiated from her abdomen, only to turn bitterly cold moments later. The alternating heat and cold tormented her, and there were faint signs that her labor was going wrong.
"Your Majesty, hold on! His Majesty will be back soon." Seeing the woman's suffering, the maid attending her spoke anxiously, glancing toward the doors from time to time.
Ever since the empress became pregnant, His Majesty the Ancestral Dragon had flown into a rage for reasons unknown and confined her here. He forbade her from seeing anyone and left only this one maid to serve her. Now the empress was about to give birth, yet His Majesty was leading their clansmen into battle outside. What was she to do?
"Roooar!"
"Your Majesty!" Tears welled in the maid's eyes as she watched her empress suffer. Biting her lip,