The Dragon's DefianceAt this critical moment, Yzil seized the opportunity to step forward, mockingly pointing at Xayne’s face. "If you had shown some respect for me that day, I wouldn’t be standing here now, watching you get played to death! But no, you were too arrogant!"Ever since being overshadowed by Xayne at the Hotel Delta, Yzil had held a deep grudge. He had been further humiliated when Xayne and Aava traveled to Mempho without informing him. Now, seeing Xayne seemingly cornered, Yzil was ecstatic."I never imagined you were a Divine Commander. But so what? Even if you can suppress us, what about Spencer? And how about this gentleman? Which one of them can you compare with? Sometimes, one's strength is only a part of the equation. You need to see the bigger picture!" he sneered.Xayne’s gaze was cold and dismissive. "In my eyes, you aren’t even worth talking to.""What?" Yzil’s face turned ashen, his finger trembling as he pointed at Xayne. "Fine! Let’s see how you bleed

Before Gordon could finish his words, Emin flicked his sleeve, sending a powerful gust that struck Gordon's face. "How noisy!" Emin said.Though it hadn't been meant to kill, the blow left Gordon spitting blood. After all, even a light slap from a Radiant Commander was far beyond what he could withstand."Bullying?" The Left Envoy of Light laughed, showing no shame but pride instead. In front of the many Divine Commanders watching at Solar Square, it was clear they intended to crush Xayne through sheer numbers. There was no reason not to do that with Emin backing them; no one dared to say otherwise."Yes, we’re bullying you. So what?" The Right Envoy of Light sneered."Xayne. You had potential. Given time, you might have even surpassed me. But now, you’re just an ant," Spencer taunted, hands clasped behind his back, his voice filled with scorn."Reality check. Behind me stands a Radiant Commander. Who stands behind you? Your emperor? The so-called Drakon's Destiny? I’ll let you in

"This world is but a formation. The sun, the moon, the stars, all are its nodes. The universe itself is a grand formation. The celestial bodies are weapons, tools of infinite power. With a thought, I command the heavens and earth. My heart moves as I wish, and the world moves with me!" the old man continued.As his words faded, the golden glow intensified. Suddenly, the sky darkened, stars shimmering with an otherworldly light. With a faint, almost whispered command, the elder spoke, "Formless formation." Instantly, the stars vanished. An oppressive darkness enveloped everything.Xayne’s eyes widened in astonishment. He was stunned by the true power of formations.The elder looked down at him, his gaze penetrating. "Do you understand?""I..." Xayne hesitated, struggling to grasp the enormity of what he had seen. Such profound power couldn't be mastered with a single glance, no matter how insightful. Even a supercomputer needed a calculation and summary process.The elder sighed.

Unfortunately, Xayne had yet to grasp the essence of this formation. His earlier feat was more luck than skill. Even if he tried again, he wouldn't be able to summon such power effortlessly. It was the lingering influence of the Golden Dragon King's remnants within the Golden Dragon's Heart that allowed him to perform such a miraculous act.Xander’s sudden laughter echoed through the square. His joy wasn’t about defeating their enemy; it was because Xayne had been recognized by the Golden Dragon's Heart. In the legends, among the five Dragon Hearts, which were crimson, gold, white, silver, and black, the Golden Dragon's Heart was known as the Heart of Formations, capable of altering the fabric of reality itself.Each Dragon Heart corresponded to a Dragon King, ruler of their respective eras, unparalleled in strength and dominance. To be acknowledged by even a fragment of their power meant standing on the precipice of greatness. Xayne might not have ascended to Radiant Commander immed

The square was in chaos. A commotion rippled through the crowd like a storm.Emin was a Radiant Commander, but he was humiliated by a Divine Commander. Yet he was enduring the humiliation.Xayne's cold gaze swept across the square. His eyes landed on the elite figures watching from atop balconies, grandstands, and pyramids. He shouted, "Weren't you all so sure that I'd be dead by today?"His voice cut through the air like a blade, sharp and impossible to ignore. The words carried for blocks, each syllable biting into the pride of the spectators. Shame hung over them like a fog. Heads lowered, eyes averted. No one dared to meet Xayne's gaze.None felt it more acutely than Sandos. His face flushed red with embarrassment. Just moments ago, he'd spoken with certainty about how the mighty Emin would crush Xayne with ease. But now, Emin stood frozen, saying nothing.And then there was Spencer. Barely twenty minutes ago, he'd stood proud as a Radiant Commander. Now, he knelt on one knee,