From Descendant of the Dragon to Heir of the Dragon

[Not invincible, no System, no mindless plot, and not a wish-fulfillment story. Read with caution if these things bother you.]

This is a world created by dragons, and also a world made tragic by dragons. In this world, humanity is as insignificant as dust.

Xia Zhu, who transmigrated here, had no desire to approach this power beyond mortal reach. But when he was six, an unexpected upheaval destroyed his happy life and set him on a path of no return.

Was it an accident? Xia Zhu didn’t think so. Those dragon eyes in the darkness had appeared in Mu Yu’s dreams countless times.

He is a descendant of dragons. He was one before transmigrating, and he still is now.

“I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light.”

“I can’t become the sun. I’m only a candle flame, barely bright enough to light the way for those beside me.”

But when he stood atop the Tower That Reaches the Heavens, he understood that even his tiny candle flame could illuminate this broken age.

“Perhaps in this age, humanity too can shine as brilliantly as the stars.”