The shattered world interwoven with void and space was coiled by a white crystal giant python over sixteen thousand meters long, winding like a white mountain range.
Surrounded by ancient beasts one after another and the terrifying presence of the black gold Emperor Dragon, the white crystal giant python lowered its head, issuing a gentle hiss.
"I am willing to submit," it declared.
These ancient beasts were different from the Purgatory Demon God; they had a superior-subordinate relationship with that five-colored True Spirit Beast and were not bloodline descendants.
Therefore, there was no absolute loyalty or reverence, merely the common occurrence of lesser beasts attaching themselves to stronger beings.
Now that the True Spirit Beast had been injured and fled, the vast Five-Colored Empire had been destroyed, and all the mythical beasts above and different races had perished except for it.