Waste Wood Against the Nine Heavens

A dazzling dragon-shaped stream of light tore through the endless chaotic void, forcefully penetrated the thick dimensional barrier, and rushed straight towards the Zhenbei Hou Mansion of the Qinglan Empire in the Xuanyuan Continent, carrying the dragon's power and obsession that lasted for hundreds of millions of years. Deep in the distant Ziwei Star Territory, chaotic air currents are surging endlessly, and a weak but extremely tough dragon soul has been wandering in the endless void for hundreds of millions of years. The owner of this remnant soul is none other than Dragon God Ao Xuan, who was once powerful in the heavens and in charge of the dragon energy of all realms. He was once the supreme being who stood at the pinnacle of the universe, overlooking billions of star fields, and could turn over rivers and seas with just a raise of his hand, but he was impacting the supreme Hongmeng. At the critical moment of the divine realm, he was betrayed by his life-long friends and old enemies. His dragon essence was taken away, and his soul was completely shattered. Only a ray of remnant soul remained, lingering in the chaos, enduring the erosion of the turbulent flow of the void day and night. "I won't give in!"