The strongest of all the Dragonfolk was on his knees, acknowledging allegiance to Yang Qi, bereft of all pride and dignity. Seeing this, Yang Qi waved his hand and sent a golden stream of light into Paragon-King Sage Dragon.

After the baptism of sagelight was over, Paragon-King Sage Dragon shivered and looked up, his face a mask of despair. He could sense the golden throne that existed for him in the God Legion Seal. How ironic that, in ancient times, he was never bound to the God Legion Seal, but now he was.

Yang Qi’s friends and family began talking amongst themselves.

“Impressive! With Paragon-King Sage Dragon sealed, the fate of the Dragonfolk is sealed. We now have the foundation necessary to truly establish the fourth great power of the god world.”

“Yeah, that's right. With the converged might of all the dragon kingdoms, we might not be able to fight the...