The Dragon Emperor, the name that many have come to feared. Many years ago, he was but a mortal who's talent was basically none.
Born with a spiritual root so poor in quality, it is a wonder for him to be able to reached the first stage of Body Tempering realm at such a young age. No matter what he did, many had thought that by the end of his lifespan, he will only be able to reach the peak of the Body Tempering realm.
Unexpectedly, he rose like a legend. When many thought that he will fade into the shadow, forgotten in the long river of time, he rose to become a legend like never before.
A few months after he started his cultivation journey, he broke through to the Qi refining realm. A few decades later, he broke through to the foundation building realm and by that point, the heavens was so enraged for an unknown reason, sending down tribulations after tribulations during his breakthrough.
The young Dragon Emperor, simply laughed in mockery.
"Sends down more of your tribulations, this seat shall use them to temper the body."
Using lightning tribulations when you are merely a Qi refining realm, just what kinds of insanity do you have to be to do such outrageous thing. After all, only if you possess a bloodline, constitution or a Heavenly Grade Spiritual root can you use the lightning for body tempering. Even then, unless your cultivation realm isn't high enough, you can only absorb the sparks and not the lightning tribulation as whole.
Yet, the young man had treated the lightning that contains the will of heavens as nothing but rain water. When he had passed the tribulations, the young man had sat down on the very same spot he had gone through the wrath of heavens and waited.
When asked why, he grinned and said, "I am waiting for that old fool Heaven's Nurturer to came down here and accepts me as his disciple."
When the news of what he had said spread, many had thought he was insane.
Who was the Heaven's Nurturer?
He is none other than the Heaven's Guiding Emperor, the strongest expert of this plane, the last descendant of the Devil Race and the founder of the Immortal Academy, one of the Six Hegemons and the one of greatest faction of this plane.
He had nurtured countless talents to rise to become a formidable experts all by himself.
For him to said such thing, even old monsters who had been in seclusion for countless years had came out to personally mocks him.
The talents that the Heaven's Guiding Emperor took as his disciples are the most talented among the most talented. The best among the best.
Who among them doesn't have a powerful bloodlines, heaven defying constitution or even godly Immortal Pupils?
Yet he had stated he wanted the latter to personally come and take him as a disciple.
Some of the old disciples of the Heaven's Guiding Emperor had even planned to kill him.
Well, they've tried.
When they were about to kill him, a booming voice spoke, shaking the cosmos in fear.
The Heaven's Guiding Emperor had actually came personally.
Only a word was spoken. A word that will forever changed the course of history.
"The greatest talent this emperor has ever laid his eyes upon."
That very day, the Heaven's Guiding Emperor had taken him as his disciple.
Well, in name only.
For unknown reason, the Heaven's Guiding Emperor barely provides him with any resources. Except for a few techniques with each breakthrough. The latter barely gave his youngest disciple pills or treasures for his cultivation.
Because of this, many geniuses had thought that the Heaven's Guiding Emperor had made a mistake and the young dragon only possess an average talent. Therefore, the Heaven's Guiding Emperor had chosen to barely care for his disciple.
For this reason, those geniuses had tried to dragged the latter down through the mud. They smeared his name, saying that he was only lucky that the Heaven's Guiding Emperor wanted to save face and hence hasn't disowned him.
They had even ganged up on the young genius who had just a small breakthrough in his cultivation, believing that he is unworthy to stood on par with them.
That would be their greatest mistake. A mistake that had costed them their lives.
The young man who had barely reached the Core Condensation realm, manifested his sabre will. His sabre will, a mighty sabre that stood above the sky, looms over all the geniuses present.
It at that moment that the World Spirit of the world that they were residing in manifest a phenomenon that haven't appeared in ages.
Golden motes containing the essence of the sabre Dao spread across the sky. The sky, glowed in a bright golden light and millions of the sabre wills of the previous Saintly Sabre Emperos manifested.
At that very moment, the Heaven's Guiding Emperor laughed in amusement. His laughter revebrated through the cosmos, shaking countless worlds and planets.
"A talent that this emperor had personally taken, did you really think will be mediacore?"
It turns out the reason why the Heaven's Guiding Emperor had barely provided any resources for his disciple was because of pride. The young Dragon Emperor was so prideful that he had refused any resources, treasures and even techniques from his master.
Instead, he would went out to either searched for those resources himself or finished any missions the academy gave him for merits in exchange for more resources.
As for the techniques, he had actually transformed the techniques that his master gave him to suits his own Dao.
When one comprehended a certain Dao to the extreme, they will be able to breakthrough right to the Great Emperor realm. They are known as Saintly Emperors.
The young Dragon Emperor, having manifested his sabre will, had caused a commotion to the entirety of the cultivation world.
His comprehension of the sabre Dao had reached the extreme, surpassing every previous Saintly Sabre Emperors.
Yet, the Dragon Emperor merely scoffed at the manifestations of the previous Saintly Sabre Emperors.
"Me? A Saintly Emperor? Someone who had slaughtered the lives of countless geniuses is worthy to become a Saintly Emperor in the eyes of the heaven. What a joke."
"The Sabre Dao is unworthy of me. Go look somewhere else if you bastards really wants to destroy those sword fanatics."
His words had offended every sabre cultivators in the world. Not just them, but also every sword cultivators on this plane.
There is actually a genius of the sabre of such caliber. The sword fanatics had gone mad.
The Sword Alliance, one of the Six Hegemons, consisted of all the top sword factions in the cosmos. As the force that represents the power of every sword cultivators, they will naturally never allows any genius of the sabre Dao to exist.
They had sent many experts to take his life. Each ends with failures and his fame raising until he became a legend.
Then once again, during his ascention to the Great Emperor realm, another shocking news spread.
After finishing his tribulations, the Dragon Emperor exclaimed his imperial title before the whole world.
"The dragons are said to be the physical embodiment of sovereignty. For that reason, I am the Dragon Emperor! The ruler of all dragons and the sole sovereign of the dragon race!"
"I am the sovereign of all sovereign! The king of all kings! And the emperor of all Emperor!"
A bright golden reptilian creature standing on all four, shimmering in golden scales, a pair of golden wings that can covers the heavens and earth paired with a pair horns that elegantly curved backwards on his forehead manifested behind him. The Dragon Emperor is actually a dragon.
No, he was human who had somehow inherited the blood of an ancient dragon, a Divine Dragon.
With the bloodline, after going through many tribulations, has evolved, transforming himself into a true dragon.
No wonder his talent is so heaven defying.
It was all thanks to the blood of the Divine Dragon.
The dragons were practically seething in rage. The blood of their ancestor had actually fallen into the hands of a mortal. Even worse, he actually dares to titled himself the Dragon Emperor.
A Saintly Emperor means you are the strongest in a certain Dao. But what if your Imperial Title is the name of an entire race?
It means you are the strongest of that race. You are their leader, their emperor. Similar to the title of the Saintly Emperor, holding such titles, means your are stronger than previous Dragon Emperors. For the dragons who are the embodiment of sovereignty, to have a mere human who had inherited the bloodline of their ancestor and using the title of the Dragon Emperor is no different than a slap to their entire race.
Many dragons had rushed at him, wanting to take his head. Similar to the incidence with the Sword Alliance, all that it did was helping him raising his fame even higher.
The Dragon Emperor laughed like a maniac, fighting and killing all of those Dragons.
Years passed and with each years his fame grew even more. His strength was almost unrivaled and his tales becoming more of a legend with each passing years.
And his increase of his fame and strength, so does his arrogance. With no one else being able to to be his equal except for his master, the young Dragon Emperor simply does as he please.
He took everything he wants, anything to satisfy his desires.
Powerful techniques, ancient scrolls containing knowledge of the past or even the most beautiful of women.
Every night, he changed woman like he changed clothes. He lives his life in debauchery, spending his times with entertainment.
Because of this, he became the enemy of many. However, none can rival his strength, making them unable to do anything to him.
That is until.....
The Dragon Emperor stare at the sky. Thunder rumbles and the sky shook with great intensity. Heavens and earth tremble as the army of the Six Hegemons descent.
The Dragons, the embodiment of sovereignty, the rulers of everything underneath the heavens.
The phoenix, master of reincarnation, representing the cycle of samsara.
The elves, blessed by the nature themselves, carrying an air of elegant and beauty.
The Sword Alliance, an alliance of the best sword cultivators, their body shrouded with the sword of the boundless Dao.
The Truth clan, with their eyes of gold capable of seeing through the Truth of all existence.
And lastly, the very place that had once accepted him as one of their own, the Immortal Academy.
"Long Aotian, you have committed many great sins over the years. The Six Hegemons as the hegemonic forces of the cosmos have come to an agreement." A young dragon in his human form spoke with a booming voice, "You must die today for the sake of this plane's prosperity."
When he heard that name, the Dragon Emperor's body tremble
Oh lord, his younger self has such a very bad naming sense.
Why the hell did he took that name as his Dao Title back then?
Luckily he had changed it to Dragon Emperor after he passed his Great Emperor tribulations back then.
"See, that's why I've told you to stop using that stupid name back then. But you're too stubborn." A voice spoke not far from him.
A crimson haired man, with a tall and lean body sat on a boulder, reading a book in his hand. He wore green jade robe, adorned with an intricate patterns of dark embroidery of a dragon. His fox like eyes are also crimson in colour, framed by his long eyelashes that curls elegantly upward.
The Heaven's Guiding Emperor, the number one expert in the Eternal Blessed Plane and the founder of the Immortal Academy, Bai Shenxiu.
"Really old man? You too?" The Dragon Emperor clicked his tongue, glancing at his master who had just sat down, "And here I thought I was your favourite."
"Who told you to bite off more than what you can chew." The Heaven's Guiding Emperor's words are simple. There is not even a single hint of emotions in them.
The Dragon Emperor sneered, "If this is about me sleeping with their 'woman', they can only blame themselves for not knowing how to please them."
"Besides, what kind of idiot would drug the woman he claimed as his true love just because that woman doesn't want to be a concubine of some self centered young master." The Dragon Emperor mutter under his breath.
However, with the cultivation of those who are present, how could they not hear what he had said?
Naturally, even Bai Shenxiu heard what his disciples had said. The corner of his lips can't help but curling up.
"And yet aren't you no different? Going around sleeping with every beautiful women you've encountered?, Spreading your seeds across the cosmos. You're lucky you are already Great Emperor, having children are already hard enough given your talent." Bai Shenxiu glance at the blonde haired man, his expression tranquil, "God knows how many women whom have their virginity taken by you."
"Oi, oi, old man. Why are you talking like I was the bad guy? It was those maidens who lusted over my body. I am a gentleman, how could I be able to allow such beautiful maidens be unable to fulfil their desires?" The Dragon Emperor said self righteously.
"Fulfilling their desires? Being a gentleman? Don't make me laugh you brat. It was more like you being a loose dog that can't even control the thing in between your legs." The crimson haired man closed the book in his hand.
The moment he did so, the Dragon Emperor's eyes widened. Golden flame of pure Yang engulfed his entire body.
The space around him distorted, and he stepped into the void. In an instant, his figure flashes before reappearing a few miles away.
Crimson aura of slaughter spread across sky. Space ripples before tearing apart like pieces of paper.
The surrounding Armies of the six hegemons was forced to retreat, some being too weak had died, unable to withstand the pressure.
The Dragon Emperor gritted his teeth, tanking the powerful law of slaughter that threatens to consume him. Even then, numerous wounds has already appeared across his body. Within those wounds, the law of death lingers.
Luckily, before the law of death could drills into his body him any further, the golden flame once more burst into life, burning away the laws.
"You damn cuck! Have you no shame trying to sneak attack your own disciple?!" The Dragon Emperor cursed out.
The old devil had actually fused the book in his hand with the law of slaughter. The moment he closed the book, the aura of slaughter spread out, killing all those who are too weak to withstand it.
"Sneak attack or not, the end will still be the same." A voice suddenly spoke behind him.
The sound of sword unsheathing was heard.
Boom!
The explosion revebrated through the whole world.
When the smoke finally dissipate, the the Dragon Emperor can be seen holding a golden sabre, blocking the attack from the Heaven's Guiding Emperor.
"That is your inevitable death, my disciple."
"My death? Sorry old man, but you are not worthy." The golden haired man snorted, and unsheathe the sabre he is holding
The roar of a divine dragon and the roar demon are heard across the sky as both of their aura rise and swept across the battlefield.
A dragon of gold, glowing like the sun, and demon of red, carrying a dense aura of slaughter.
Sword and sabre clashed, each collision creating spearks flying and shockwave that send others flying.
This is the strength of two of the strongest cultivators in the history of this plane. Each of their strikes contains the might of heavens and earth.
Down below, the shockwaves of their attacks had caused the destruction of mountains and creating countless ravines. Forests are being oblerated and seas are split. Space around them rippled, distorted and ripped apart.
The strength of a Great Emperor, capable of destroying countless worlds with a single strike. Luckily, the laws within this world are stronger, capable of withstanding their attacks.
The Dragon Emperor slash his sabre down, his strike carrying an immense strength. At that moment, golden flame of yang erupted from his sabre, transforming into a dragon.
Bai Shenxiu remains expressionless, thrusting his sword.
Clink
The sword carries no strength, nor any laws of heavens and earth. Still, it was able to block the strike easily.
What Bai Shenxiu had just done was simply striking his disciple's sabre attack weak point. Although the Dragon Emperor's Sabre Arts are extremely powerful, each containing the essence of a powerful dragon, it was still a technique created by the Dragon Emperor.
Unlike most techniques from powerful clans that had been passed down for generations, mastered and perfected by many experts, the sabre technique of the Dragon Emperor are unsurprisingly fill with loopholes and flaws. So much so that even Bai Shenxiu can't help but lament that such a powerful technique is wasted on this useless disciple of his.
Of course, it was the Dragon Emperor who had created this sabre technique. But why does it have to be this useless brat of all people?
Seeing his attack was easily nullified by the crimson haired man, the Dragon Emperor gritted his teeth.
He sent down furries of assaults, his golden sabre gleaming in golden light of yang as it burns the very fabric of space.
Meeting each of his attacks, Bai Shenxiu thrust his sword, using the tip of the sword to block them.
Every time their attacke clash, their speed increases, creating myriads of afterimage from their sheer speed.
"Annoying." Bai Shenxiu's hands transforms into a sharp claws as the skin of his hand turns darker. His hand shot out, grabbing the Dragon Emperor before throwing him to the elves.
The Dragon Emperor wasn't able to do anything when he was grabbed as his master was simply too fast. His figure flashes, flying towards the army of the elvin race.
The elves seeing his incoming body flying towards them immediately rushed to forms a barricade. The huge shields in their hands are raised, the patterns on their shields glowing in a bright light as an invincible barrier was formed.
Boom!
The Dragon Emperor's body simply smash through their defence like a hot knife cutting through butter.
Blood sprayed all over the sky as hundreds of the elves collided with the body of Dragon Emperor. Their array that was formed from their combined soul power was instantly destroyed, their lifeless bodies falling from the sky.
The Elvin Queen, a beautiful woman with golden lock and green eyes immediately raised her hands, glowing in green colour.
The souls of the elves that are about to dissipate, suddenly turns into a malevelont energy, rushing towards the Dragon Emperor.
"My children, this is our chance." The Elvin Queen shouted as her soul power erupted.
The elves hearing the commands of their queen, readied their weapons.
Countless streaks of light shot through the skay as the elves pulled their bows and releasing the strings.
Attacks of different elements assaulted him as the elves casted countless powerful spells.
The cries of a phoenix and dragons revebrated. All the dragons and phoenix present also joined in the battle.
The dragons and phoenix, breathed out a powerful burst of flames from their body, burning even the space itself.
The qilins, one of the dragons rain down streaks of purple coloured strike of thunder upon the Dragon Emperor.
"The elves, the phoenix and the dragons, three of the six hegemons and also the three strongest races in the cosmos." A golden eyed man shook his head, "In order to annihilate this great evil that is the Dragon Emperor, all of these three races worked together, showing that even with the difference in race, we can still works together against the great evil."
The golden eyed man, the leader of the Truth clan turns to the middle aged man before him, "What do you think, Headmaster Xiao?"
The middle aged man, the current headmaster of the Immortal Academy and one of the disciples of the Heaven's Guiding Emperor snorted, "The Truth clan lived up to their name indeed."
Truth Clan Patriarch laughed before grinning, "We the Truth clan has always remains neutral ever since the ancient times. Our eyes perceive the Truth, and our words are naturally the truth as well."
"Fool, that so called 'great evil' was my junior brother. Not just any junior brother, but also the most talented genius that my master have taught over the years." Immortal Academy Headmaster snorted, "Did you think that such talent can easily be subdued by those long eared blondies?"
At that very moment, a powerful supression fell upon their shoulders. They can feel it. The weight of a mountain falling over them, forcing some of them to kneel.
The most miserable of them all are naturally the sword cultivators, the elves and the dragons.
Biologically speaking, the elves are born with a weak talent in body cultivation, making such path rarely cultivated among their kind. The sword cultivators never cultivate their body, focusing on tempering their sword intent.
As for the dragons, they are the most miserable among the three.
Dragons are the embodiment of sovereignty and the Divine Dragons are sovereigns of all dragons. No matter how prideful these dragons are, the moment they faced someone with the blood of a Divine Dragon, they will still have to bow down.
The problem however, the man who is forcing them to bow is the enemy of their entire race!
A streak of golden light flew out of the smoke.
The Dragon Emperor, in his dragonoid form looks as majestic as an emperor. A pair of golden coloured horns grew out of his forehead, stretching elegantly to the back. Golden scales can be seem all over his body, forming a layer of protective armour. A long scaly tail had grown out of his back, alongside a pair of golden wings adorned in divine light.
His eyes, glowing in red, has a golden slit akin to a divine beast.
The Dragon Emperor speed across the sky, tearing through the air. His body being no different than a miniature sun as the gold coloured flame covered his entire body.
The elves seeing the Dragon Emperor flying towards their queen immediately forms a barrier using their own body.
A foolish move.
Even back then without using his dragonoid form, he was enough to shattered their defence using his sheer physical body.
Now, before his body could even touch them, their bodies had already turned to dust from the sheer heat of his golden coloured flame.
Seeing the Dragon Emperor approaching with such speed the Elvin Queen shrieked in terror.
"Long Aotian! You have committed a grave sin to my dragon race for daring to steal the blood of our ancestor! If I don't kill you today, then I am no different than a dog!" The Fire Dragon Patriarch shouted, his massive dragon form, adorned with red scales blocking his path.
The Dragon Emperor sneered, "Stealing? I prefer to call it being better than any of you dragons."
The Dragon Emperor stretch his hand, sending a powerful fist attack. His fist, fused with his scorching fire of Yang, hit the Fire Dragon Patriarch's body.
Shockwave spread, shaking the heavens and the earth.
The Dragon Emperor's eyes gleams, he struck his sabre through the chest of the Fire Dragon Patriarch, before using the latter's body as a platform and jumping higher to the sky.
His hand stretched, forming a grabbing motion and grasp the empty space before him. The golden coloured flame distorting the space before him.
In an instant, the Phoenix Empress appeared before him, a pair arrows of fire and ice floating on her palm. Knowing that her life is on the line, she wasted no effort.
When she had tried to sneak attacked on him earlier, the Dragon Emperor had seen through her. Before she could do anything, he had already distorted the space that separated them, allowing jim to shortens their distance.
With such close distance, it is impossible for him to dodge.
The Phoenix Empress's eyes gleam in cold light as she released the string of her bow, releasing the two arrows of fire and ice.
An explosion shook the sky.
The Phoenix Empress smirked coldly, thinking that she had won. The next moments, her pupils shrank into a pinhole as a golden claw reached out for her neck.
After grabbing the Phoenix Empress, the Dragon Emperor flew through the air in a zigzag pattern, thrusting the body of the Phoenix Empress forward as he thrust through her armies.
"Dragon Emperor! You dare!" The Phoenix Empress roared angrily.
This bastard actually used her own body to kill own her people! Unforgivable!
"Oh yes I dare!" The Dragon Emperor laughed before throwing her to the sky.
His aura flared, the mark of a golden lotus blossoming on his forehead. A golden lotus manifest, blocking the sword attack of an elderly man.
An elderly man with greyng hair in blue robe carrying a long sword as long as his entire body, the Saintly Sword Emperor, the leader of the Sword Alliance.
The Saintly Sword Emperor's eyes are as cold as the artic, "as long as the Sword Alliance stand, the path of the sabre will never rise."
"Oh shut up your old man, do you think I care for those blade fanatics? They are no different than your sword cult alliance." The Dragon Emperor stretched his arm, summoning his sabre.
The golden sabre that had been stucked on the chest of the Fire Dragon Patriarch thrust further into his body before shooting out from his back and taking a U turn to his master.
The moment the Dragon Emperor grabbed his sabre, his sabre aura flared like a scorching fire. His sabre will manifest, a gigantic sabre of gold adorned with intricate patterns of dragons.
The Saintly Sword Emperor's eyes widened, "You-you actually imbued your sabre will into your sabre! You fool! If that sabre of yours are destroyed, so will your sabre will. By then, it is impossible for you to cultivate the sabre Dao!"
The Dragon Emperor grinned in response, "If that is the case, then won't it turn even more fun?"
"Maniac! You are a complete a maniac!" The Saintly Sword Emperor block a slash fro the Dragon Emperor.
Their sword and sabre collided and so does the sabre and wills in the air.
"Long Aotian!" The Fire Dragon Patriarch in his dragonoid form shouted, his body blazing in a crimson red flame. In his arms, he held a blazing crimson halberd, also shrouded in his Rage Flame.
The Dragon Emperor glanced at him and snort coldly, his hand reaching out to grab the halberd in the latter's hand.
His claws grasped the halberd, creating cracks all over it's blade. Golden flame of Yang clashed against the crimson flame of rage.
With both enemies on both side, the Dragon Emperor has no other choice. The others are approaching and he still need to deal with his master.
A golden light erupted from his body as the golden flame of yang erupted, engulfing the two.
When the flame dissipate, the Dragon Emperor is nowhere to be seen.
Behind the Saintly Sword Emperor, the space distorted and the Dragon Emperor jumped out of the distorted space.
His sabre aiming for the Saintly Sword Emperor.
When his sabre was only a few inches away from the Saintly Sword Emperor, a blue light flashes.
His sabre strike had been blocked by the latter's sword.
"A foolish move." The Saintly Sword Emperor sneered, rising his sword and slashing down, creating a blue arch light.
At that moment, the Dragon Emperor feels as if he is facing a formidable wave. His body was thrown and at the very end of the wave, the Fire Dragon Patriarch is holding his halberd in his hands.
Rage plastered over the eyes of the fire dragon as h swings his halberd upwards. The rage flame burst, colliding with the wave of sword intent.
The Dragon Emperor who are in the middle of the attacks of the two experts is helpless to do anything.
Boom!
The explosion rang out.
When the Fire Dragon Patriarch and the Saintly Sword Emperor was about to sigh, a powerful aura surged.
The space was shattered as the Dragon Emperor appeared right before them.
The Dragon Emperor grinned, his fist shooting towards the Saintly Sword Emperor. He circulates the Dragon Emperor's Fist, a fist technique of his creation.
The scales on his arms shimmers in golden light, the golden coloured flame eruping to life.
His fist connected with the latter's cheek, sending him flying.
The Fire Dragon Patriarch was about to swings his halberd, but before he could do so, a huge and powerful tail swept across the space. The tail of the Dragon Emperor enlarge, cutting through the air and space itself as it swing towards the body of the Fire Dragon Patriarch.
The tail carries a powerful force, strong enough to send the body of the dragon patriarch flying to the ground.
Boom!
The space distorted as countless armies of the six hegemons descent from the dark void. They all surge towards him.
The Dragon Emperor snorted. Once again, the golden coloured flame erupted from his body, burning all of the armies into nothing but ashes.
Shush
Shush
Shush
Five lights shoot towards him.
The five other dragon patriarchs had arrived.
The Azure Dragon Patriarch.
The Five Elements Qilin Patriarch.
The Star Dragon Patriarch.
The Lightning Qili Patriarch.
And lastly, the Thunder Dragon Patriarch.
All five dragons and qilin rushed, their pole arms thrusted forward.
"Even the strongest of you are not worthy
The Dragon Emperor held his sabre tightly. He circulates the Dragon Emperor's Sabre Arts once more. The golden sabre swept across the space, shining in a bright golden light.
With a single move, he had parried all of their attacks. But it did not stop there.
His sabre aura flared, his sabre is like a divine dragon itself as he slash his sabre, leaving a vertical light in it's rage.
The Dragon Patriarchs, sensing the incoming slash, felt a shiver down their spines. The aura of death loom over their neck, like a guillotine ready to decapitate their heads.
Their scales, a powerful armour of their own was instantly shattered to million pieces, creating a heavey wound on their chest. The sabre continue to hack down, carrying an immense strength that enough to destroy countless worlds.
The Dragon Emperor's wings flapped, his figure flashing towards them.
He appeared right before the Star Dragon Patriarch, a grin plastered across his face.
His sabre hacked down, landing right on the wound he just inflicted on his chest.
"Oi old Star Patriarch, has anyone ever told you that those scales of yours are quite beautiful?." the Dragon Emperor grabbed the latter's horn, forcing him to look at him dead in the eye, "So much so that I just wants to have all of them all for myself."
He pulled him closer, as he whispers into his ears, "Don't worry, I'll be sure to be gentle."
The sabre pierced deeper into the Dragon's body, forcing him to scream