On a small continent apart from the Douluo Continent and the Sun-Moon Continent, atop a mountain peak.
"This aura…" The Silver Dragon King's face showed shock. She dove down quickly, descending upon a range that emanated faint ripples. Raising a slender finger, silver spatial divine power surged, and with a sharp slash, a deep crack split open.
"This—" Her body trembled slightly before she flashed inside.
Before her stretched a vast brown expanse of earth, where countless dragon skeletons lay buried.
The Silver Dragon King's eyes instantly moistened. She tapped her foot, shooting deeper inward, soon spotting a platform.
At its center floated a crystalline heart, shimmering with nine-colored radiance—shaped like a beating heart.
"The Dragon God's Heart!" Her pupils shrank, and she sped toward it.
"Familiar aura… Who are you?" A heavy, ancient voice suddenly echoed.
The Silver Dragon King halted and turned. From the ridges of a brown mountain rose a dragon-shaped phantom.
"Mountain Dragon King—your dragon soul has not dissipated." The Silver Dragon King's eyes flashed with joy as she released her aura.
"I am the Silver Dragon King, a division of the Dragon God's essence."
"A fragment of Father God?" The Mountain Dragon King's tone carried surprise as he drifted closer.
"Your Majesty, what is the state of the outside world?" he asked.
"It is a rare opportunity, unseen in millennia." The Silver Dragon King's eyes gleamed. "It is also the chance for our Dragon Clan to rise again."
She quickly recounted the current situation outside.
"A mere human—can he truly be trusted?" The Mountain Dragon King hesitated.
"I have observed him for many years; he has never let me down." The Silver Dragon King nodded. "Most importantly, he has already cultivated Creation Power."
"Ah…" The Mountain Dragon King sighed. "Indeed, only he holds a chance to revive us."
"And with the situation now, retreat is no longer an option for me." Her voice was resolute. Then she asked, "Mountain Dragon King, why have your bones all gathered here?"
"When Father God fell, with his final strength he gathered some of our kin's bodies here. He split off a wisp of divine sense, opening a spatial channel to send them out of the God Realm. With the remnant divine power within our corpses, he forged this small pocket world and used the super artifact, the Dragon God's Heart, to stabilize it." The Mountain Dragon King's voice grew somber. "Yet, after countless years of erosion, fewer than a hundred intact dragon souls remain within this Dragon Valley."
"To think… our Dragon Clan once soared with ten thousand dragons beneath the heavens, but now… ah." His tone carried deep sorrow.
The Silver Dragon King's eyes flickered with grief, but soon steadied. "This time, I will gamble everything. Mountain Dragon King, will you aid me?"
"If this is truly a once-in-ten-thousand-years opportunity, and this Child of Nature can be trusted, then of course we must not hesitate." The Mountain Dragon King nodded. "Our Dragon Clan has never been one to cower from death."
"Good. Then there is no time to waste." With firm resolve, the Silver Dragon King flashed to the Dragon God's Heart, grasping it. Turning back, she released her aura fully, her voice ringing with authority.
"Warriors of my clan—awaken!"
At her cry, the entire space trembled.
"Roar!" Dragon roars echoed one after another, multicolored dragon souls rising from all directions and soaring toward her.
"Kin of mine, the moment of our clan's revival has come…" The Mountain Dragon King spoke, recounting what had transpired.
The Silver Dragon King raised the Dragon God's Heart. "Those willing may temporarily dwell within it."
"Even the Asura God has changed hands—what do we fear?!" The Dark Dragon King roared, diving into the Dragon God's Heart first.
"Brothers and sisters, I will say this—if the Silver Dragon King falls, then Father God's revival will never be possible. We will only linger here until time erodes us into nothingness. This is the one chance. Miss it, and it is gone forever. And that boy… he has the chance to become a Creation God. To follow such a one into battle—is that not an honor?" The Wind Dragon King cried, then plunged downward.
"We've already died once—what's there to fear? If I die again, let it be standing! That boy tricked the gods themselves, scheming to this step—I admire him. And he chose to give up ascending to the God Realm, staking his wife and children's lives to fight alongside our soul beast clan. If we shrink back now, then we truly shame our kind." Another Dragon King dove into the Heart.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" Dragon souls, one after another, plunged into the Dragon God's Heart.
At last, the Mountain Dragon King nodded solemnly and entered as well.
The Silver Dragon King stored the Dragon God's Heart, then transformed into her true form, digging up the surrounding dragon bones.
With bones as a foundation, only flesh was missing. Revival would be far easier, and their restored strength much greater.
Time slipped by. After several days, nearly a hundred dragon skeletons were unearthed and stored within a spatial pocket forged of her divine power. Only the Mountain Dragon King's corpse remained—too massive, and too integral to this space's foundation. It could not, and must not, be moved. Reviving him would have to wait until Yang Yunhai truly became a Creation God.
Reviving the Mountain Dragon King would require an unfathomable amount of energy. His body alone could form the foundation of a continent.
Days later, deep in the ocean, the Silver Dragon King surged into the golden clouds, reaching the crown of the colossal golden tree.
"Any results?" Yang Yunhai's voice reached her through a split focus.
The Silver Dragon King nodded, producing the Dragon God's Heart and releasing the dragon souls within. "I have brought their remains."
"So many?" Dugu Bo was quietly shocked.
"Forgive me," Yang Yunhai said helplessly. "In the current situation, I cannot revive so many god-level beings. Though all the faith of this world now gathers here, and I'm absorbing cosmic energy with all my strength, time is too short. My accumulation is far from enough. Besides, I must reserve power to assault the God King realm."
"You understand what such accumulation requires."
"I do." The Silver Dragon King nodded.
"Reviving only a few Dragon Kings will suffice. The others, having lingered too long in Dragon Valley, though intact, have been much weakened by time. Your life aura will nourish them well. Let them dwell upon the Ancient Life Tree to recover. Even without bodies, their spiritual attacks will be enough to harm a 3rd Class God. When the gods arrive, they can aid us."
"Very well." Yang Yunhai nodded. "Silver Dragon King, release the Dragon Kings' remains."
She complied, producing all the Dragon Kings' skeletons save the Mountain Dragon King's. The dragon souls returned to their bones. She also drew out a sky-blue torso bone.
"This can replace Water Dragon King's missing piece, hastening his recovery."
It was taken from the corpse of a dragon whose soul had long dissipated.
"Good." Yang Yunhai stretched out branches of the golden tree, drawing the massive skeletons down beneath the crown, wrapping them in cocoons of golden leaves. Infusing them with Creation Power and streams of life energy, he began the process of awakening marrow and regenerating flesh.
The other dragon souls, led by the Mountain Dragon King, settled among the crown's branches, basking in the Life's Light, slowly restoring their essence.
"I never thought we'd meet again," came Water Dragon King's voice from within a blue-glowing cocoon.
"Hmph. This time, we will battle the gods once more," Fire Dragon King growled.
The Dragon Kings and beasts began conversing.
Yang Yunhai paid them no heed, sinking wholly into absorbing the faith and life energy rushing from across the world, while simultaneously drawing cosmic elements into his Divine Core, accelerating its growth. Balancing his own cultivation with supplying others, he had taken multitasking to the extreme.
At this rate, breaking through to God King with the Creation Divine Core in such a short span was impossible—the thing was a bottomless pit. But his Life Divine Core, at least, might be pushed further. With a world's faith and plant life energy gathered here, the resources at his disposal already eclipsed what the Angel God or Sea God once had.
'By now… the Evil God and the Kindness Godddes should have descended to the mortal world for their trials, shouldn't they?'
The thought stirred.
With the Asura God, Evil God, and Good God all absent, three of the original five God Kings gone, the pressure felt much lighter.
(End of Chapter)
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