Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

Even the Evil Demon Lords favored by the will of the Abyss or Hell cannot gain any advantage when tainted with such flames.

Yet Noah, enveloped and burning in these terrifying flames, slowly unfolded his Dragon Wings, involuntarily stretching his body. The Golden Dragon Scales under the burning of the Divine Fire showed no signs of melting; instead, they became even more dazzling and radiant.

On the Dragon Scales, the already mysterious Sun Pattern further evolved under the refinement of the Divine Fire, becoming deeper, with a touch of timelessness that only the trials of time could nurture into an immortal essence.

"..."

At the cost of partly transforming into flesh and blood, the meteor shower of Yang Fire continued unabated. But when Noah coldly gazed at the Lord of Flame Sun, this Divine being who cast his will into the mortal realm had an expression as spectacular as it could get.

It wasn't just Noah; even this God realized that the Dragon before him had an extraordinary flame resistance, or rather, resistance to his Sun God Power to such an absurd degree that the damage from his Divine Power infused attacks was less than the nourishment it provided.

Neither side was fully prepared for this, but Noah had already adapted after these rounds of encounters.

After reaching adulthood, the properties exhibited by his Ancestral body far exceeded his expectations. For him, aging was not just about growing larger or stronger; that was merely the basics.

The key was that his Dragon body was preparing and adapting for combat with the Divine and had begun targeted evolution, with this moment being the proof.

"This is impossible!"

When Noah reacted, Heliers was equally unwilling to believe, for he remembered how, just over a decade ago, he had cast his will into the body of a bloodline descendant to attack this Dragon.

Though he had not succeeded, he recalled that his attacks then could tear open this Dragon's scales, unlike now, where it seemed like merely brushing away the dust between the scales like some dusting master in extremely cold regions.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

The Divine avatar pointed a single finger, but the direction was to the Sky Dome above. Instantly, the suspended Sun burst into brilliance, and countless golden threads shot down, falling towards the earth.

A strand of golden thread transformed into a Sun Battle Spear imbued with the God's wrath, the tip surrounded by an inevitable Law of causality; the moment it erupted, it was the moment it hit, unavoidable and unstoppable.

"I don't believe it..."

The flawless visage of the Divine avatar cracked, golden Divine Blood seeped from his eyes, the burden of wielding such an attack with his current body was simply too great.

"Is that all?"

Noah sensed his Dragon body was locked, yet, knowing his Dragon form had particular immunity to this God before him,

he showed not a hint of evasion at the attack that seemed capable of bringing the land to extinction but rather was eager to try.

Word Spirit·Dragon Realm

Word Spirit·Immortal Scale

Even though immunity might cover most of it, it wasn't complete immunity. While Noah wanted to try, he didn't skimp on the shields he needed to stack.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Golden threads shot from the Sun crashing into the earth, overwhelmingly beyond the imagination of mortal things, each enough to erase a city of millions from existence without a trace.

Yet at this moment, hundreds or even thousands of such city-razing spears were all locked onto Noah, attempting to pierce through this Ancestral Golden Dragon, to remind the world of the consequences of provocatively offending the Gods.

Sadly, the incarnation of the Flame Sun Sovereign, who had pushed his body's limits for this strike, saw with some disappointment that under his power, the Golden Dragon still stood firmly. Though some scales shattered under the Sun God Spear, it was nothing compared to his intentions.

Crack~

Noah grasped the Divine Spear entirely condensed from the Power of the Sun, ignoring the many sharp, inevitable, Dragon Slayer rules applied to it, attempting to bring it to his Dragon Teeth, clamping down, shattering, chewing, swallowing...

Even though the Flame Sun Sovereign had endured countless terrifying and cruel opponents over time, never had the God felt such anger and fear even facing a Strong Divine Power!

This Dragon was no longer satisfied with exempting his attacks; it was actively consuming his power. Its eyes had shifted from haughty arrogance to a greedy and urgent desire for consumption.

"Arrogant! I am the Lord of Flame Sun, the sovereign of the blazing Sun!"

When Noah gazed at him again, though he said nothing, the God felt an immense contempt in that gaze, no longer regarded as an opponent but as food.

As a God, to be treated this way by a being still among mortals, such disdain and insult were intolerable to gods.

Moreover, the Flame Sun Sovereign had completely confirmed it—the Dragon before him was a threat, second only to those True Gods who also ventured into the Sun Domain.

Those gods holding the Sun Divine Office desired to kill and devour each other's divinity, and this Dragon shared the same intent, wishing to swallow the god wielding the Power of the Sun.

"Remember, reptile, this will not end here. I will hang your Dragon Remains on my Divine Palace!"

As the words fell, the body of the Flame Sun Sovereign's avatar, already incomplete, started to burn completely, turning into a blazing Sun, expanding, devouring everything material.

Under this terrifying Sun, the world went dark, and even gravity skewed, all flowing towards this Sun God's avatar.

"Bad loser!"

Noah immediately recognized the God's intention—to explode his avatar, leaving nothing behind. It was a desperate plan; Noah found it especially poignant because this was the land of the God's worship.

Despite this, Noah willingly collided with this Sun, for from the moment his legion marched over this land, it was renamed, ruled by him, Noah.

He couldn't allow this bad loser to wreak further havoc; what the God left here was already bad enough, it couldn't worsen.

Boom––

Limitless light and flames erupted, the entire battlefield enveloped in blinding radiance beyond endurance, not just Alviss Continent. The entire Plane was shocked by such power. In the Outer High Heaven, countless gods turned their eyes towards it.

Regardless, in the Material Realm, it was unprecedented for a God to be forced to self-destruct an avatar stronger than a Saint Form.

For any Divine, this was a must-attend matter. No God could ignore such a threat, as it represented the strongest interference with the operation of the Material Realm. If beings from the Material Realm could tread upon such power, it meant they could trample the gods' faith at any moment.

Under the gaze of the gods, they witnessed a slowly turning vortex of flame. A golden vortex drawing in vast fiery currents, swallowing the destructive power originally capable of obliterating thousands of miles, devoured entirely.

"Didn't anyone teach you basic manners?"

In the vortex constructed from Sun Flames, the Golden Dragon stretched its body freely, relishing the battle's spoils, lifting its head to confront the many gazes from the high heavens with no retreat or submission, only cold, almost lunatic arrogance.