The vast Boundary Wall of the mythical world is like a Sky Curtain that stands eternally, covering everything to the left, right, above and below, with a Black Crack in the middle.
The crack, several light years in diameter, resembles a massive scar imprinted upon the body of the mythical world.
In contrast to this crack, the Chaos Continent stretching billions of kilometers in diameter is but a tiny sesame seed, utterly inconspicuous; and the likes of the Terminal Emperor Dragon and other giant beasts are even more insignificant.
At this moment, a large shadow is cast upon the head of the Terminal Emperor Dragon, as the Purple Glow Divine Dragon, a hundred million kilometers long, appears in the Firmament, poking its dragon head out of the clouds and letting out a low roar.
"Dragon Palace King, ahead lies the ancestral land of our clan. Many thanks for your assistance this time; without you, we could not have successfully returned the Chaos Continent."
