The Golden Era of the Disaster Realm is an era of which only fragments of words remain.
The Gods living in today's era can only vaguely sense the existence of that time, and they all speculate about the reasons for the destruction of that Golden Era.
However, very few know that someone actually survived the apocalypse of that Golden Era.
"That person is me, a coward who couldn't even harm a fly."
Sitting by the campfire, Pixiu spoke sorrowfully about his origins.
Beside Pixiu, the Hundred Eyed Dragon, Golden Spirit, and Feng Xi were listening intently, while Old Dragon was gazing at the distant oasis in a stupor.
"In the era I was born in, the great Dragon God was one of the most powerful deities of the Disaster Realm, and every move he made was watched by the Gods."
"However, at the peak of that era, the great Dragon God discovered the true nature of this world."
