Chains woven from golden runes wrapped tightly around the White Emperor, forcing his massive wings to fold inward.
In that first exchange alone, the White Emperor froze for a moment, seemingly recalling those days long ago...
The terror of living under the Black Emperor's rule!
During the Primordial Era on the Yagu Continent, the Dragon Race's hierarchy of power consisted of One Emperor, One Sovereign, and Four Lords.
The White Emperor, who had been the White Sovereign back then, ranked below only the sole Black Emperor. On the surface, he seemed to stand above everyone but one.
But in truth, he knew better than anyone that the Black Emperor's strength and methods far surpassed those of every member of the Yagu Dragon Race. Catching up to him was beyond his reach.
Now, a century later, facing the Black Emperor again, that long-buried terror seemed to surge back into his heart.
But he soon raised his head. Seeing the Black Emperor's soul now taking the form of a little boy, the White Emperor burst into wild laughter.
"You're no longer who you used to be!"
"And you still think you can suppress me?!"
With a roar, the White Emperor spread his wings, sending shock waves through the air as he swung the Eternal Spear in his hand.
Against the Black Emperor in his current state, the White Emperor had only one advantage: his higher level!
The chains snapped as his wings beat. Gripping the Eternal Spear with both hands, the White Emperor smashed it down into the black ring beneath his feet!
Boom!
With that single blow, the domain of Crime and Punishment shattered like glass.
Yet the Black Prince remained composed. Not a trace of panic appeared on his face; instead, a hint of mockery crept across it. "After all