The private palace complex assigned to the Yang Dragon Sect was breathtaking — golden halls, private hot springs, and vast training arenas overlooking the entire Heavenly Dragon Court. But the beauty was lost on the pride the moment Emperor Longwei's announcement echoed across the realm.
"The war has started early."
Wei Chen stood in the central hall, his seventeen queens gathered tightly around him. The sudden declaration had cut their three months of preparation short by two full months. The children were already being moved to the most secure inner sanctum, protected by the main five disciples and multiple layers of formation.
Zhao Ling held his hand tightly, her golden phoenix wings trembling slightly. "Our son… all the children… they're safe here, right?"
"They're safe," Wei Chen said, pulling her close and kissing her forehead. "The main five and the strongest formations will guard them. We focus on the war."
Su Mei pressed against his other side, her crimson warmth steadying. "Then let's make this first wave unforgettable."
Tigress Yu cracked her knuckles, tail lashing. "Finally. Real fight. Husband leads, we destroy."
The other queens nodded with fierce determination. Lei Xin's thunder sparked around her fists. Shang Mian's void energy folded the air. Hua Shi's time aura slowed the room slightly. The rest — Sheng Si, Ling Hun, Luan Xu, Seraphina, Valeria, and Elara — all radiated power and readiness.
Wei Chen looked at all of them with pride and love.
"We go together. No one fights alone."
He pointed one finger and created a new batch of war pills on the spot — First Wave God Pills. These were stronger than anything he had made before: temporary boosts that pushed anyone who swallowed them to full god-realm power for six hours, with no backlash.
He distributed them to every queen and the main five disciples.
"Swallow only when the battle turns desperate," he ordered. "We try to win with our current strength first."
The pride spent the next hour in intense preparation.
Wei Chen refined even stronger pills in the private alchemy room while three queens "assisted" him — Lin Xue riding him slowly on the alchemy table, Su Mei underneath licking where they joined, and Tigress Yu pressed against his back, her powerful arms helping him focus.
By the time they finished, the pills were perfect.
Then the call came.
A golden war horn sounded across the entire Heavenly Dragon Court.
The first wave was assembling.
The pride flew out together, a radiant formation of eighteen figures (Wei Chen + seventeen queens) glowing with power. The main five disciples led their own legions behind them.
The battlefield was a massive shattered plain between two floating continents. The Void God Emperor's forces had already arrived in terrifying numbers — millions of void beasts, corrupted immortals, and black-gold armored soldiers. At the center stood several Void Generals, each one at peak god realm.
Emperor Longwei's forces were also massive — golden dragon legions, thunder armies, and time-manipulating units.
The moment the pride appeared, the entire battlefield noticed.
Wei Chen floated at the front, seventeen queens in perfect formation behind him.
A Void General — a towering figure in black-gold armor — pointed at them and roared.
"The Yang Dragon and his whore harem! Kill them all!"
The enemy charged.
The war began.
Wei Chen pointed one finger.
A single golden beam shot across the battlefield and pierced straight through the Void General's chest. The general exploded into black ash before he could even scream.
The pride roared and charged forward.
The battle was pure chaos and glory.
Lin Xue created continent-sized frost domains that froze entire legions solid. Su Mei's demonic chains wrapped around thousands of enemies, corroding them into nothing. Tigress Yu grew to mountain size, smashing through enemy ranks with her bare fists and tail. Zhao Ling's golden phoenix flames burned across the sky, rebirth energy healing wounded allies instantly. Lei Xin summoned thunder storms that electrocuted entire divisions. Shang Mian folded space to trap enemy armies in void pockets. Hua Shi slowed time around entire battle lines, letting friendly forces cut them down. Sheng Si created undead armies from fallen enemies while healing the wounded. Ling Hun bound thousands of enemy souls at once. Luan Xu turned chaos into perfect order, making enemy formations collapse.
The new queens shone brightly too.
Seraphina's divine ice froze gods solid. Valeria's primordial dragon fire burned through void defenses. Elara's runes rewrote enemy formations on the spot.
The main five disciples led their legions with terrifying efficiency.
Long Tian cut through enemies like a dragon god. Huo Feng's phoenix legion was unstoppable. Xuan Shi became an unbreakable wall. Mei Ling's illusions caused mass confusion. Bing Qing's ice domain froze entire fronts.
Wei Chen floated above it all, pointing one finger again and again. Every beam erased a god-realm enemy. He barely moved, yet his power decided entire sections of the battlefield.
Between devastating strikes, he would descend to his queens for quick, intense cycles — pulling one or two close for fast, passionate connections that boosted everyone's power even further.
During one moment, he grabbed Zhao Ling and thrust into her mid-air while still firing beams with his free hand. She rode him desperately, moaning his name as she came hard, her golden essence giving him even more strength.
The first wave was turning into a complete rout.
The Void forces were breaking.
But then the sky tore open again.
A new, even more terrifying force emerged — a legion of true Void Gods, each one at peak god realm, led by a towering figure in black-gold armor.
The Void God Emperor's elite vanguard had arrived.
Their leader — a tall, beautiful but ice-cold woman with long black hair and void runes covering her body — looked directly at Wei Chen.
"I am Void Saintess Nyx," she announced, voice cold and powerful. "The Yang Dragon is mine to claim."
She raised her hand.
A wave of pure void energy rolled toward the pride.
Wei Chen pointed one finger — golden beam colliding with the wave.
The explosion was cataclysmic.
When the light faded, Nyx was still standing, but her eyes were now locked on Wei Chen with dark, hungry interest.
The true battle for the first wave had just begun.
To be Continued
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