Chapter 189: The Five Dragons' Migration (Part 2)

Teyvat.

"Eh? Brother Kaya, why is the sky dark?"

Within Mondstadt's Knights of Favonius, Klee was drawing a crooked dragon with crayons in a notebook when, in an instant, the sky darkened, fingers vanished, as if the sun had been gulped down by a giant dragon.

"It's a black dragon…" Abeido murmured softly.

He had never seen a dragon like this… even the demon dragon Dulin, a creation of the Master, was far less than a thousandth of this black giant dragon.

Its body spanned the heavens, each scale soaked with molten dark glow. Jagged skin bore mountain‑like bone spines, and the red heart in its chest seemed to set clouds ablaze with each beat and make the air boil with each breath.

And when it flapped its wings—

countless burning meteoric fire rains poured down through the gaps of its wings, as if to ignite the whole world, while also drawing countless equally black hatchlings toward it.

"A dragon a hundred times bigger than the Wind Demon Dragon!" Klee exclaimed, eyes wide with wonder.

"Hehe… a hundred times?" Abeido smiled faintly, pointing to the tiny, almost invisible little black dragon in the corner of the light screen, "Little Klee, the Wind Demon Dragon is probably not as big as this little black dragon."

——

The elder sighed slowly: "Dragon descendants are scattered across realms, yet they are isolated from the Silver Sea, never interacting; compared with the universe, a clan's rise and fall is insignificant."

"It is said the Chi Ming Clan allied with the Celestial Vessel, five Dragon Lords descended to the mortal realm, guarding the Shou Wen Hui Ji for ten thousand generations without cease."

"Could immortality… be this great undertaking that protects the whole universe?"

An ink dragon fell straight from the nine heavens, its slender body tearing a trail thousands of miles long through the clouds.

The divine tree that manifested the Shou Wen Hui Ji had long since died, and the ink dragon rose from the water, whistling and spiraling, guarding beside the withered dead tree.

The elder let out a sigh, lamenting: "Ke Yin Yue has long broken his oath, causing great chaos… Dragon Lords also have mortal hearts. Burdened with heavy responsibilities, they will one day become shackles."

Accompanying the elder's voice, the Dragon Lord's once lofty head gradually lowered, collapsing beside the sacred tree.

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The Wei Gong family.

"So there are not just Dragon Lord Yin Yue, but four other Dragon Lords?" Ku Qiu Lin widened his eyes, "Then why didn't the other Dragon Lords come when Huan Long provoked the Celestial Vessel at Luo Fu?"

"…If they had all come, the spectacle would have been even grander."

"Hehe, Lancer, you forgot that the other Celestial Vessels also have Shou Wen Hui Ji?"

Saber lifted his teacup and said lightly, "At the time it was still unclear whether only one Supreme Overlord was eyeing the Celestial Vessel Alliance. If the other Dragon Lords had come to Luo Fu, causing mishaps on the other Vessels, the impact would have been…"

…perhaps we would have to summon the Patrolling Star God again.

"Then, as the elder said, what exactly is the Immortal Revelation?"

"The sun and moon revolve, worldly affairs are impermanent; in the ever‑changing universe, unchangeability is meaningless. Only by deeply attuning to all phenomena, aligning with the Dao of mystery, can one reach eternity."

Accompanying the elder's voice, four giant dragons sequentially rose in the sky curtain.

A vast cloud layer receded, revealing a giant dragon with twin wings perched around a red moon, spitting dragon fire, stirring wind and thunder.

This is the first, the Azure Dragon Lord—Lord Tian Feng! Master of the Dragon lineage, commanding wind and thunder, guarding the nascent moon.

Next appears a red‑bodied giant dragon, its claws clutching an ancient plain furnace, within which flowing fire churns, as if the heat will pierce the sky curtain and make one feel a scorching heat.

This is the second, the Crimson Dragon Lord—Lord Yan Ting! Master of the Serpent Dragon lineage, wielding heavenly fire, guarding the primordial Spark Emperor.

Then a snow‑white giant dragon, as if carved from dark ice, its scales reflecting a faint blue glow, that chill lowering the previously heated heart to the extreme.

This is the third, the Square‑Pot Dragon Lord—Lord Hu Yuan! Master of the Flood Dragon lineage, taming icy tides, guarding the minute smoke sea.

The final black‑blue giant dragon sat silently among the mountains, its body seeming to merge with the peaks. Its head bowed, gaze serene, a heavy, solid aura pressing forward.

This is the last, the Jade Gate Dragon Lord—Lord Kun Kang! Master of the Earth Dragon lineage, gathering thought in silence, guarding the breath of the abyssal stone.

"Merge into the Morning Star, be one with it; a dragon falls, all things are reborn. For us of the Chi Ming, this is the true meaning of immortality!"

——

The Dragon race.

"Perhaps I should be glad that the dragons we must deal with are not these few."

Caesar filled his glass with champagne, sipped resentfully, "If back at the Three Gorges we had met any one of these, we probably wouldn't have returned alive."

"Dragon Kings and Dragon Lords are not on the same level."

Chu Zihang shook his head, "Take the Crimson Celestial Vessel's Lord Yan Ting as an example; his ability should be more akin to Norton, the 'Bronze and Fire King', yet the furnace he wields is so hot it can affect us through the sky curtain… clearly his control over fire already surpasses Norton's power."

"If Lord Yan Ting used his power, perhaps the entire river would boil away?" Chu Zihang speculated.

"To guard the Star God's lingering disaster for a thousand years, even if a Dragon Lord's power is less than a sovereign's, the gap likely isn't huge."

——

"And in this endless cycle, every endpoint becomes a new starting point."

"For him, it is no different."

The scene shifted: Dan Feng sat cross‑legged, six chains binding him tightly, yet he simply sat within, calmly riding the wind.

The sky curtain darkened again.

One‑Punch Man—

Hero Association Headquarters.

"Eh? Didn't you notice? When the last four Dragon Lords appeared, the Dragon Vortex seemed especially relaxed," Tong Di said to Bang Gu as the meeting ended.

"Your observation isn't thorough enough. Actually, when those five dragons showed up, the Dragon Vortex had already relaxed," Bang Gu replied calmly, "As for why… it's not hard to guess."

"Why?"

"If the opponent is a powerful monster, the Dragon Vortex would certainly think of fighting. But if she faces a monster who can destroy Earth with a casual remark, she has no thoughts at all."

"…No desire to fight then?"

"Simply put, there is no meaning to fight," Bang Gu corrected, "Those dragons possess the ability to easily annihilate Earth; the Dragon Vortex surely knows that against such absolute power, resistance is meaningless."