Somewhere outside the Grand Assembly Arena…

“Haah... Haah...”

Two towering ten-foot-tall Dragon Devils were running with all their might, fleeing into the dark expanse of space ahead.

They were none other than the two Young Dragon Lords, Long Hao and Long Kun.

Having left the Grand Assembly Arena and finally escaped that place of public humiliation, their expressions were filled with suppressed fury, wild rage, deep-seated hatred... and a colossal disgrace that others would relish gossiping about.

“Father!” Long Hao stopped in the dim starry expanse, his voice trembling as he shouted into the surroundings, eyes scanning all directions.

“Father, you must avenge us! Our lives have been ruined!” Long Kun wailed miserably, tears welling in his eyes. He slowly knelt in the void, overcome with grief and despair.

Even now, the empty, stinging, icy sensation between his legs pierced his heart like 1,000 swords. He couldn't imagine how he could face anyone in the days to come.

Indeed, with such a great humiliation weighing upon them, living was more painful than death.

But they were unwilling to end their own lives!

“Father, Father...”

The two Young Dragon Lords called out to the pillar of their faith; at this moment, only those towering figures could save them.

Just then, the surrounding starry expanse burst into dazzling gold and crimson light. These two radiant colors seemed to engulf the entire world, carrying the momentum of a dragon devouring heaven and earth.

This brilliant light brought warmth to Long Hao and Long Kun. They immediately lifted their heads and looked ahead!

Amidst the dazzling radiance, two majestic figures appeared—men clad in dragon robes, exuding imperial might. One was stern and dignified; the other was fierce and ruthless, embodying the dual facets of an emperor.

These two towering presences in the cosmos were like blazing suns in the hearts of the Young Dragon Lords. In their eyes, their fathers were infinitely grand!

Their elders, the entire Dragon Devil Clan... they were the hope for Long Hao and Long Kun to wash away this humiliation and the reason they continued to live!

"You're here!”

The two were overjoyed, finally seeing the dawn of vindication.

Indeed, the Golden Dragon Emperor and Blood Dragon Emperor had appeared before them.

Moreover, behind these two Dragon Emperors, Long Hao spotted the figures of the Black, White, and Violet Dragon Emperors... The Southern Divine Dragon Realm had eight Dragon Emperors, collectively known as the Eight Heavenly Divisions Dragon Emperors, and now five had descended here!

In addition, the two Young Dragon Lords saw, within the shadows behind them, some legendary figures from the Heavenly Deity Stellar River.

For instance, a figure shrouded in pitch-black darkness, even taller than the Dragon Devils, like a dark devil god—the lord of the Heavenly Devil Divine Altar!

This was Xiao Ming's father, known as the War Devil Emperor, named Xiao Zhen—the strongest devil in the Heavenly Deity Stellar River. He was twenty feet tall, twice the height of the Dragon Devil Clan!

Clearly, this type of War Devil had long surpassed the realm of humanity and could be considered an entirely different species.

As for why the Dragon Devil Clan was still regarded as human, it was because they could almost normally reproduce with ordinary humans. In contrast, unions between humans and devils had a very low chance of producing offspring, and even if they did, the offspring were usually deformed.

Long Hao knew that this Xiao Zhen, as the War Devil Emperor, had a terrifying reputation in the Heavenly Deity Stellar River. In terms of ferocity, he was no less than the Dragon Devil Clan, and he was a staunch ally of theirs. Long Hao had met him several times.

"Tang Xiaotian, and even the Mist Emperor are here..." Long Kun suppressed the excitement in his heart as he spoke.

Tang Xiaotian was the leader of the Thunderflame God Star—a stern old man with an obviously fiery temper, considered the most orthodox human among this group.

As for the Mist Emperor... it was the most powerful demon of the Grieving Spirit Valley.

Long Kun hadn't seen it at all; its true form was the Mist of Resentment—an extremely terrifying resentment demon. It was formless and omnipresent; its resentment could envelop an entire Celestial Sourcecore. In terms of sheer size, it was undoubtedly the largest entity in the Heavenly Deity Stellar River!

Long Kun surmised the presence of the Mist Emperor because he sensed a suffocating dampness in the surrounding air. It was said that feeling meant the Mist Emperor was already invading one's body.

Long Hao and Long Kun vaguely heard faint sobbing sounds, which were ironclad proof of the Mist Emperor's presence. These cries could plunge people into deep depression, leading to collective suicide.

According to legend, the Mist Emperor was formed from the overflow of despair, eventually coalescing into a demon. It possessed infinite potential; the more miserable the world, the more resentment and sorrow in people's hearts, the stronger the Mist Emperor became.

Given this trait, it was clear why Grieving Spirit Valley had allied with the Southern Divine Dragon Realm.

The Southern Divine Dragon Realm was the challenger of the Heavenly Deity Stellar River's order. The emergence of a challenger meant that power would inevitably reshuffle, and the process of reshuffling was one of catastrophe.

Seeing these legendary figures all appearing at the edge of the Grand Assembly Arena, Long Hao and Long Kun couldn't help but wonder—was there any need to ask what they intended to do by acting alone?

"We greet the Dragon Emperors! Greetings to all the esteemed seniors!"

The two hurriedly prostrated themselves, their eyes bloodshot and filled with uncontrollable hatred, tears of blood streaming down.

"Please, we beg you to seek justice for us and for our fallen brothers..." Long Kun's voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, bloody tears streamed down his face.

The Golden Dragon Emperor and Blood Dragon Emperor gazed at them. Seeing their once proud sons now in such a miserable state, their eyes appeared calm, but inside they were filled with a storm of murderous intent.

"You've suffered enough. Leave the rest to us," the Golden Dragon Emperor said solemnly.

"Life's setbacks, once overcome, lead to even greater glory," added the Blood Dragon Emperor.

Indeed, as long as they could disregard the shame of their emasculation, continuing their pillaging and plundering wouldn't be an issue.

"Understood!"

Long Hao and Long Kun nodded deeply, flames of vengeance flickering in their eyes. They had been eagerly awaiting this moment. The time for revenge had come! They bowed and stepped aside, clearing a path for their elders.

From their sons' grief and misery, the elders brewed an even colder fury.

"Great Dream Lord, since you're here, please show yourself," the Golden Dragon Emperor suddenly addressed the empty space ahead.

As soon as he finished speaking, a graceful figure shrouded in a black robe appeared—it was none other than the Great Dream Lord of the Nine Yin Soul Sea!

In terms of status, she was slightly below the others present, but she was at least in the Eighth Baptism Realm.

There was inherent conflict between the Southern Divine Dragon Realm and Nine Yin Soul Sea.

After the black-robed woman appeared, she spoke calmly, "We gather today for one thing. For this, past grudges can be temporarily set aside."

"Agreed! Welcome!" the Golden Dragon Emperor replied.

"Seems the Ancestral Land lacks loyalty, sending the Great Dream Lord alone?" Tang Xiaotian sneered.

The Great Dream Lord shot him a cold glance, unwilling to respond.

But the Blood Dragon Emperor smiled faintly and said, "This only makes it clearer who will shape the future of the Heavenly Deity Stellar River. So, if the Nine Yin Soul Sea is willing, we can not only set aside past grievances but also reconcile our differences and move forward together toward a shared ideal."

"Let's kill that scoundrel first," the Great Dream Lord said.

"Agreed!"

The Dragon Emperors exchanged glances, understanding each other's intentions.

In the art of alliance and strategy, flexibility in shifting between friends and foes was key.

For now, the Southern Divine Dragon Realm didn't need too many enemies; rather, they needed more allies.

And at any given time, having one enemy was enough.

Today, the Southern Divine Dragon Realm had only one enemy, the Harmony Divine Palace of the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm!

To take down this enemy, the entire world could be allies of the Southern Divine Dragon Realm...

"Father!"

As the nine great powers of the Heavenly Deity Stellar River were about to take action personally, Long Hao couldn't help but call out to his father.

The Golden Dragon Emperor turned to look at him.

"If possible, don't kill those two wenches; bring them back to the Southern Divine Dragon Realm. I want to make her regret ever coming into this world!" Long Hao gritted his teeth, his words dripping with venom.

"Yes!" Long Kun echoed.

The Golden Dragon Emperor pressed his lips together and finally said, "Rest assured, in our Southern Divine Dragon Realm, we always repay a drop of blood with ten thousandfold vengeance."