These three Dragon Roars rang out from the deepest reaches of the rift, filled with profound excitement, echoing between heaven and earth.
Three dragon shadows, one black, one white, and one azure, rose from the bottom of the rift almost in the blink of an eye!
The azure dragon shadow was the fastest, sweeping along countless tiny spatial fissures and carrying an almost frenzied aura.
Behind the Wind Dragon King, the black dragon shadow was like eternal night, seemingly capable of devouring all light, bearing a heart-stopping majesty and the weight of protection.
The white dragon shadow shone like sacred radiance, yet held an inviolable divinity, like the light of dawn cleaving through the darkness.
"Di Tian!"
The Dark Dragon King's gentle, excited voice rang out first, trembling with a trace of disbelief.
He had never imagined that, ten years before his Dragon Soul and that of his husband, the Light Dragon King, were about to dissipate, he would actually see his child.
The Light Dragon King's gaze, however, focused on Huo Yuhao.
He had heard Di Tian call Huo Yuhao the hope of the Dragon Clan.
"The Water Dragon King, the Fire Dragon King, the Mountain Dragon King, the Hell Demon Dragon..."
"And yet, you are not any dragon from the Divine Dragon Realm."
With his piercing dragon eyes, the Light Dragon King saw through the source of the power flowing within Huo Yuhao in an instant.
At these words, the Dragon Souls of the Dark Dragon King and the Wind Dragon King abruptly turned toward Huo Yuhao.
Facing three gazes powerful enough to make heaven and earth change color, Huo Yuhao cupped his fists in greeting, neither servile nor overbearing.
"This junior, Huo Yuhao, greets the three Dragon Kings."
"Through a fortunate coincidence, I was granted the legacies