Chapter 152: Great Xia, Night Sect

What the hell?

Du Fang was speechless.

Looking at the two eager pairs of eyes inside the prisoner wagon, even Du Fang was momentarily stunned.

Just a moment ago, the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King had been as arrogant as could be.

Why were they kneeling before him now?

So devout, so humble...

Humble... just like the elegant Black Dragon King from earlier.

Inside the wagon, the elegant Black Dragon King was also taken aback by the new cellmates' stunt. Recovering from the shock, a brilliant smile bloomed on his face, his fair teeth seemingly gleaming in the dark.

"Master! They have realized their mistakes, understood the sins they bear, and are willing to submit to you. I beg the Master to grant them a path to survival."

The Black Dragon King spoke up.

He knew very well just how many secrets Du Fang kept hidden. Aside from those fallen deities, Du Fang himself was a terrifyingly immense existence.

That form with silver hair cascading like a river of stars had been terrifying enough to leave the Black Dragon King breathless.

He had never imagined that such a terrifying entity could exist in this world!

An existence that didn't even seem to belong to the mortal realm!

It felt as though a single glance from him could drag one down into the abyss.

Even before he himself had fallen to the divine and before his world was swallowed and destroyed by the calamity... the strongest beings of that era did not measure up to even a fraction of this entity.

Therefore, the Black Dragon King chose to submit to Du Fang.

As for being transferred to the Nightmare Prison in the capital, the Black Dragon King did not mind in the least. He believed that sooner or later, Du Fang would stand at the pinnacle of the Great Xia's Dream Master realm.

When that day came, servants like them who had submitted to Du Fang would surely find their uses.

And when the time came to pull them out of the Nightmare Prison, wouldn't it just take a single word from Du Fang?

Thus, the Black Dragon King felt not the slightest burden in his submission.

The Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King certainly hadn't wanted to submit at first. However, the Black Dragon King's words were whispering temptation into their ears, while Du Fang's potential and the terror of the fallen deities within him had truly startled them.

After all, to be so young and yet able to shatter their dream spaces on a spiritual level...

Any fool could tell that Du Fang's future potential was bound to be astronomical!

Though their motives differed, the ultimate result remained the same.

The Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King also chose to submit to Du Fang.

Du Fang stood before the prisoner wagon, feeling somewhat speechless.

The nightmares of the Heavenly Monster Organization...

Were they all this enthusiastic?

Did they all enjoy acting as servants this much?

However, while the Black Dragon King was another servant he had already taken, why on earth were the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King choosing to submit to him as well?

"Please take us as your servants. We are truly sincere."

The Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King said.

Both of them knocked their heads against the ground in a deep bow.

At the rest stop, the others had also gotten out of the vehicles to catch some fresh air.

Cang Yuan and the members of the Blue Wolf Squad naturally caught wind of the commotion here, and one by one, their faces froze into expressions of blank numbness.

What was going on here?

Two nation-destroying level nightmares were actually begging... to become servants?

And to become servants of a human Dream Master, no less?

What could they possibly be plotting?

True, Du Fang's talent was monstrous, and he had even comprehended a domain now.

However, surely that wasn't reason enough for nation-destroying nightmares to submit, right?

After all, among humans, geniuses capable of such feats weren't entirely non-existent, were they?

Cang Yuan was thoroughly bewildered. The surprises Du Fang kept throwing out... came one after another, each shock greater than the last.

This rookie Dream Master from the tier-three city of Jiangling City had completely shattered his worldview.

In fact, it wasn't just Cang Yuan; everyone was utterly stunned.

Had the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King not engaged in a fierce and bloody battle with them just moments prior, they would have thought these two fellows were hired stooges brought along by Du Fang just to show off!

The atmosphere grew somewhat awkward.

Du Fang looked at the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King...

The two nation-destroying dragon kings were currently a mess of mixed feelings inside—awkward, humiliated, and deeply sorrowful...

Yet, what they hoped for most was that Du Fang would accept them quickly.

They were even willing to become servants now...

Nation-destroying level servants! In this world, it seemed only the human ceiling of the Snow Nation possessed such servants, right?

"Hurry up! Use the Dream Spirit Contract already!"

Inside the wagon, the Black Dragon King eagerly urged them on.

Dream Spirit Contract?

The Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King turned their heads in disbelief to stare at the Black Dragon King.

You treacherous bastard who excels at backstabbing?!

Such a vicious method?

The Dream Spirit Contract was engraved into the soul. Once used, they would truly be Du Fang's dragons for the rest of their lives.

Their hearts trembled...

This was for real!

Du Fang looked at them, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Yet, gritting their teeth, the Red Dragon King and the Golden Dragon King released fluctuations of dream spirit that coalesced into ancient symbols one after another.

The symbols danced in the void, slowly drifting toward Du Fang.

Du Fang frowned. How could he let such inexplicable things enter his body at will?

However, when Du Fang tried to block them, it felt as though he were merely trying to hold back the air.

The symbols drifted into his body and vanished without a trace.

Immediately, Du Fang felt as though something extra had settled into his mind.

With just the slightest thought, it seemed he could detonate the dream spirits within the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King at any moment...

This was the Dream Spirit Contract!

It meant that the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King had truly become his servants.

Du Fang cast a deep glance at these two pragmatic dragon kings, said nothing more, and continued his stroll.

As Du Fang walked away, the others gradually dispersed as well.

Inside the prisoner wagon,

the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King collapsed onto the floor.

Serving as someone's slave for the very first time felt rather strange and awkward.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it gradually. But let's get one thing straight: I became a servant first, so both of you rank behind me. Call me Big Brother from now on."

The Black Dragon King said with a chuckle.

The Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King felt utterly lifeless at the moment and couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind.

...

They didn't linger at the rest stop for long.

The convoy set off once more, speeding away in the direction of the capital.

Time ticked away drop by drop.

Time on the highway was always the cheapest commodity, slipping away unnoticed amidst the rolling wheels.

And the convoy was getting closer and closer to the capital.

However,

at this very moment,

within the convoy,

inside a carriage, Du Fang, who had been closing his eyes to study how to expand the small wooden cabin within his spiritual space, suddenly opened his eyes.

Vaguely, he seemed to sense something.

He raised his head, gazing up at the firmament as if trying to pierce through the boundless heights of the sky.

"Brother Du? What's wrong?"

Su Xiaoyu, the young assistant, slowly opened her eyes and looked at Du Fang with curiosity.

"It's nothing."

Du Fang withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

Zhao Lingyin, who had been hard at work developing her domain, also opened her eyes and rolled them playfully.

Earlier, when the Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King had attacked, Zhao Lingyin had noticed rather late.

Thinking that Du Fang might have sensed something once again, she immediately projected her dream spirit outward, letting it surge upward toward the sky.

However,

Zhao Lingyin's dream spirit shot straight up into the sky for several hundred meters without sensing the slightest ripple of wind or grass.

Breathless from the fatigue, Zhao Lingyin hurriedly reeled her dream spirit back in.

Leaning against the carriage wall, she panted heavily.

Since she possessed infinite dream spirit, scouting wouldn't exhaust her reserves, but... it was exhausting to maintain!

Sustaining the expansion of her dream spirit required a sufficiently formidable foundation of strength.

"Looks like there really is nothing there," Zhao Lingyin muttered.

Then what was Du Fang doing with that look just now?

Surely Du Fang hadn't found anything either.

Du Fang glanced at Zhao Lingyin, smiled slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Found nothing?

No...

High above in the sky, there truly was a presence...

One that had been trailing the speeding convoy along the highway the entire time!

...

Inside the prisoner wagon,

the Black Dragon King, the Golden Dragon King, and the Red Dragon King were all sleeping quietly.

Suddenly,

the Black Dragon King opened his eyes.

The Golden Dragon King and the Red Dragon King, having just finalized the Dream Spirit Contract, were extremely weak and needed sleep to recover.

The Black Dragon King, however, felt no such need.

He jerked upright, a flash of astonishment surfacing in his eyes.

"This aura... It's the Monster Emperor!"

The Black Dragon King drew a sharp breath.

The Monster Emperor?

The Monster Emperor of the Heavenly Monster Organization?!

An existence comparable to the human ceiling!

Why would the Monster Emperor appear here?

This was the territory of Great Xia! For an entity of the Monster Emperor's caliber to appear uninvited was tantamount to a direct provocation against Great Xia!

What had the Monster Emperor come for?

Could it be for the three of them, the Heavenly Monster Dragon Kings?

The Black Dragon King stared blankly upward, fixing his gaze on the roof of the carriage.

For a moment, he was struck completely speechless.

...

The ink-black firmament.

Not a single cloud drifted by, not a single breath of wind stirred.

Yet at such a dizzying height, a figure stood quietly with his hands clasped behind his back.

He was walking forward at a leisurely pace, every single step perfectly aligned with the speeding convoy far below.

A single small step of his required the convoy below to race forward for a very long time.

A suit of purple armor covered the figure's body, and an eerie purple light constantly radiated outward.

There were no dream spirit fluctuations whatsoever around the figure, nor any trace of energetic ripples.

Yet he was able to effortlessly levitate and walk at a height of ten thousand meters, as if strolling on flat ground.

This casual ease far surpassed that of the national-level Dream Masters, Li Ang and his wife.

"Following Old Black's capture, Old Gold and Old Red claimed they were going to rescue him, only to get captured themselves..."

"With three Heavenly Monster Dragon Kings falling into enemy hands all at once... our Heavenly Monster Organization has suffered a severe blow."

The figure shook his head, his tone laced with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"However, I warned them long ago not to trespass into Great Xia without authorization, to maintain a line of peaceful coexistence with them. They refused to listen—so if they got arrested, they got arrested."

The figure in the purple armor shook his head.

"Aren't you going to save them?"

Suddenly,

a facial contour unexpectedly spread across the purple armor on the figure's body and spoke up.

The figure in purple shook his head: "I won't save them, nor can I."

"Why? With your strength, before they even reach the Great Xia capital, rescuing them should be a breeze."

"After all, you are the Monster Emperor."

The face on the armor asked.

Despite the bizarre sight of conversing with one's own armor, the figure in purple treated it as entirely commonplace.

"So what if I'm the Monster Emperor? I'm merely a failed deserter."

The figure in purple shook his head with a wistful sigh.

"Besides, what kind of Monster Emperor am I... The monster race in this world today has been weakened far too much by the world's power. This title of mine... is just an empty name."

The face on the armor opened its mouth as if to speak. You're clearly so bloody strong yet acting so desolate; it really leaves one speechless.

Suddenly,

the figure in purple raised his head.

His purple pupils emitted an eerie, amethyst glow.

"He's here."

The Monster Emperor said.

"Great Xia, Night Sect." The Monster Emperor murmured.

Uhm...

The face on the purple armor vanished in an instant, as if it had never appeared at all.

The Monster Emperor smiled, feeling the sudden howling gale high in the upper atmosphere, and looked off toward the capital.

There,

a blood-red figure was ascending step by step into the sky,

like a god descending in reverse.