Chi Wuyao’s words didn’t shake the Dragon Gods in the slightest. In truth, they found her scheme childish and laughable.

A puff of air escaped from the White Rainbow Dragon God’s nostrils. He was just about to launch into a mocking tirade when he felt his entire body go cold and his breath catch in his throat.

All eight of the Dragon Gods immediately turned to look at the Dragon Monarch.

His face had turned dark and grim and his entire body was radiating an extremely shocking rage that he was trying his best to suppress… Furthermore, it wasn’t just a flash of rage, it was a rage that had been burning for some time now.

He was the Dragon Monarch, the only monarch in the God Realm, the most exalted and unparalleled existence in the entire Primal Chaos. He was the strongest in terms of profound strength and raw power, he had the most exalted and revered status, had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and had the wisdom and temperament to match them.

Even if all the mountains of the universe collapsed, even if the entire world was burning around him, his emotions would remain calm and unfrazzled. Even if he faced self-confident fools or mockers, it wouldn’t cause a single ripple in his heart. All of this was nothing more than a childish joke born of ignorance.

So to say that the Dragon Monarch was not qualified to fight someone? To anyone else, to almost everyone that was present, there wasn’t a more forced, stupid, and pathetic insult in the world than this. It was an insult so woeful that it didn’t even have the qualifications to cause even a single hair on the Dragon Monarch’s brow to twitch.

However...

Crack!

Crack!

A sound so crystalline clear that it sent shudders through one’s soul rang in the air, and, shockingly...