“Rawr!” The golden dragon circled around Li Qiye as if protecting him.

“Buzz.” The rest of the golden spring turned into a tyrannical throne, full of imperial aura. Only emperors were allowed to enjoy this seat.

“Rawr!” The dragon roared with a frightening draconic tempest, capable of destroying the sun and moon. It blew away several ancestors sitting on the step and nearly made them run from fear. It almost lifted both the High Gods off the ground until they used their divinity for stabilization.

It made the throne look like a supreme imperial draconic treasure, only an unreachable emperor would be able to sit on it. Li Qiye’s ordinary self became the ruler of the world and the myriad races. Everyone...