Chapter 1103: Keep Pushing, Keep Eating

The eternal level was a power beyond imagination. Reaching it would be difficult, but the Dragon Emperor of the End believed that as long as it kept pressing forward, it would reach that level, and reach it quickly.

On the Dragon Emperor’s head, the power of the Little Purple Dragon’s bloodline slowly ebbed away. The cold, imperious aura around it dissolved as its eyes grew hazy with confusion. It shook its head and whispered,

Big brother, it feels like something inside me has awakened.

It’s nothing,

the Dragon Emperor growled.

Your bloodline has simply been restored.

Before the Dragon Emperor found it, the Little Purple Dragon had lain dormant in its egg for more than two hundred thousand years. That long slumber had damaged its lifeforce, stunted its growth, and left its bloodline weak. If not for the life aura it had absorbed from the Dragon Emperor, even the Divine Void Dragon Zihuang would have been unable to awaken its bloodline power.

With its bloodline fully awakened, the Purple Dragon radiated an aura of supremacy. Ancient majesty seeped from its body, sacred and commanding. Through their perceptions, the Dragon Emperor and the three Divine Void Dragons could see faint strands of power materializing from nowhere, converging onto the young dragon.

This power belonged to the Ancestral Dragon, who had fallen more than two hundred thousand years ago. However, whether the Ancestral Dragon had been the Purple Dragon’s parent remained uncertain.

Though this Sixth Primordial Heaven colossal beast had perished at the hands of an even more terrifying force and could never be revived, the principles it had cultivated beyond the primordial level still endured. Its scattered traces lingered across countless spacetime. Now, as the Purple Dragon’s bloodline awakened, those fragments of power began to flow back to it.

The situation resembled what had happened when Mech No.1’s heart was restored. The difference was that the supreme power which destroyed the Ancestral Dragon had also erased its soul, will, and every trace of its being. Because of that, the Purple Dragon faced no danger of its ancestor reviving or seizing control of its body.

The drawback, however, was that the scattered remnants of power were shattered and missing their core essence. They would converge slowly, and even if the Purple Dragon inherited all of them in time, the most it could achieve was reaching the primordial level.

The Dragon Emperor shifted its gaze to the three Void Dragons.

Monarch Zihuang, you mentioned earlier that during the Eternal War, three primordial Divine Void Dragons survived. Where are they now?

They are not here,

Zihuang replied.

Over those two hundred thousand years, our clan has managed to regain some of its strength. Beyond us and our forces here, six primordial-level Divine Void Dragons remain in our race, including Emperor Ziyan. Of course, we could be even stronger now, but five primordial-level dragons have fallen in battles against the Nightmare Yu. If not for these losses, our strength would have already returned to its peak. This time, at the edge of the chaotic void, we discovered this Chaotic Continent and planned to escort it back to merge with our homeland.

Zihuang’s tone grew heavy.

But midway, a legion of Nightmare Yu ambushed us, and that battle cost Zilong its life.

Then, Zihuang's eyes softened.

Fortunately, Little Yi carried back Zilong’s Dragon Pearl. Once we return, Emperor Ziyan can use its creation power to bring Zilong back.

This was the power of primordial-level colossal beasts. As long as they weren’t completely erased, revival remained possible, often through creation power.

Zihuang continued to explain.

The Chaotic Continent is a fragment of a shattered world’s core, left behind when the Eternal Ruler fought the Chaotic Nightmare Lord in the Sea of Chaos. Its carrying capacity is immense...

But I’m sure you’ve already sensed that.

I did feel that it was something special,

the Dragon Emperor admitted.

This continent was not only vast and impossibly dense, but also strong enough to withstand battles between primordial colossal beasts.

Zihuang went on.

A landmass this solid and boundless will allow our descendants to grow faster, and it will also give them a greater chance of breaking past the primordial level.

The Dragon Emperor nodded slowly.

I see.

It became clear that the battles between the dragons and the Nightmare Yu at the edge of the chaotic void were not fought solely because of opposing allegiances. They also fought for gain, and that gain went beyond the Chaotic Continent.

This made perfect sense. Primordial beings lived as long as the heavens themselves, their power unfathomable. Without gains, why would they risk annihilation by clashing with other creatures of equal terror?

The Dragon Emperor shifted the subject.

Monarch Zihuang, do you know of the Golden Divine Race or the Shadow War God Race? They are said to be peak races of the vast world. And what about the Dark-Red Supreme Plane, the Supreme Hell Plane, or the Abyssal Supreme Plane?

It wasn’t common to meet primordial beings of such an ancient bloodline and race. Since the chance had come, the Dragon Emperor naturally wanted to learn more about what lay beyond the chaotic heavens, yet to its surprise, the three Void Dragons only shook their heads.

Zijun responded,

We’ve heard of the two races you speak of, and of the supreme planes as well, but we know little beyond their names.

Faint pride flickered in the eyes of all three dragons.

We are of the Eternal Ruler’s lineage. For countless years, we have fought at the edge of the chaotic void against the armies of the Chaotic Nightmare Lord. Those alien races that rose in later ages mean nothing to us, and we have no dealings with them. As for the so-called supreme planes, Emperor Ziyan has said they are nothing more than outsiders seeking a glimpse of the Eternal Ruler’s power.

Well then.

The Dragon Emperor gave a slight nod.

It hadn’t expected primordial colossal beasts and the divine regions to be so disconnected. It seemed like they belonged to entirely different "systems." Yet the more it learned, the more questions stirred in its heart, especially about the supreme planes. However, these primordial dragons clearly knew little. Their lives revolved around endless battles at the edge of the chaotic void.

Brutes,

the Dragon Emperor thought with quiet disdain.

While the Dragon Emperor silently scorned the three Void Dragons, Zihuang growled,

King of the Dragon Palace, I intend to use my full strength to pull the Chaotic Continent back to our homeland. I would like to invite you as a guest to our clan. Would you...?

As it spoke, all three dragons also turned to look at the Purple Dragon perched atop the Dragon Emperor’s head.

The Dragon Emperor’s lips curled into a savage grin.

Sure. I’ve long been curious about the ancient homeland of the Divine Void Dragons. This will be the perfect chance to see it for myself.

For the Dragon Emperor, this was a chance to step into the circle of primordial colossal beasts and learn more about the world that existed beyond the chaotic heavens. With this in mind, it had no reason to refuse the invitation, and it was especially eager to meet the Divine Void Dragon Ziyan.

Besides, traveling with the Void Dragons meant more ambushes from Nightmare Yu. To the Dragon Emperor, that was food delivered straight to its doorstep. With enough of them, it could advance into the late stage of the true spirit level, the peak stage, or even into the primordial level.

Zijun, you’ll entertain our guests. Zixun and I will drag the continent,

Zihuang roared.

Immediately, the two dragons transformed into colossal pillars of purple light that split heaven and earth. With a thunderous crash, they plunged deep into the Chaotic Continent.

Boom!

The continent convulsed as a massive force erupted from within it. On the left side, that power took form as two phantom Divine Purple Dragons, each more than ten million kilometers long.

Roar! Roar!

Majestic cries shook the void. The Chaotic Continent trembled, then began to move, pulled along by the two Divine Void Dragons. Its path wasn’t toward the mythical world tens of light-years away, but toward a place even farther beyond.

The Dragon Emperor paid little attention to this. After offering a brief greeting to Zijun, it went back to devouring the corpse of the primordial Yu at its feet. With this kill, combined with the nine true-spirit-level Yu it had already consumed, it felt certain the feast would fuel another hundred thousand meters of growth. After breaking into the middle stage of the true spirit level, every additional meter of growth demanded several times the energy of the beginning stage. Its appetite had become an endless void.

So it ate ravenously, without restraint.