第92章 "Whispers of the Forgotten Throne"

**92 Chapter: The Unveiling of the Ancient Prophecy**

Lin Feng's words seemed to have awakened a long-dormant fire within Little Fifth. His eyes burned with an intense curiosity, and he leaned in, his voice low and urgent. "Tell me more. What happened to them? Why did they disappear?"

Lin Feng's expression turned somber, and he paused, collecting his thoughts before speaking. "The Dragon King and Queen were powerful beings, feared and respected by all. They ruled with wisdom and justice, bringing peace to the land. But as time passed, their powers began to wane. They grew old, and their dominion began to fade."

Little Fifth's grip on the ancient scroll tightened, his knuckles white. "What happened to them? Did they die?"

Lin Feng's gaze drifted off, lost in thought. "No... they did not die. They were taken. By the Prophecy."

Little Fifth's eyes snapped back to Lin Feng, his excitement growing. "The Prophecy? What Prophecy?"

Lin Feng's eyes seemed to bore into Little Fifth's soul. "The Prophecy of the Dragon's Rebirth. It foretold the rise of a new Dragon King, one who would bring balance to the world and restore the Dragon's Eternal Legacy."

Little Fifth's face contorted in a mixture of emotions. "But why would they leave? Why would they abandon their kingdom and their people?"

Lin Feng's expression turned grave. "Because the Prophecy was clear: the Dragon King and Queen were not of this world. They were mere vessels for the true power of the Dragons. And when their contract was complete, they were meant to return to the realm of the Dragons, leaving the mortal world behind."

Little Fifth's eyes widened in shock. "But... but what about me? What about my parents?"

Lin Feng's gaze softened. "You, Little Fifth, are the key to fulfilling the Prophecy. You are the last living heir of the Dragon King and Queen, and the chosen one to bring forth the Dragon's Rebirth."

As Lin Feng finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy. Little Fifth's eyes gleamed with a determination he had never felt before, and he knew that his life would never be the same.

Just as Little Fifth was about to respond, a sudden commotion echoed from outside the room. The sound of clashing steel and shouting voices grew louder, and Little Fifth's eyes snapped towards the door.

"No... it can't be," Lin Feng whispered, his eyes wide with alarm. "The Blackstorm Clan has arrived."

The door burst open, and a group of heavily armed warriors stormed in, their leader, a towering figure with jet-black hair and eyes, sneered at Lin Feng. "You're the one who's been spreading lies about the Dragon King and Queen. You're the one who's been hiding the truth."

Little Fifth's eyes narrowed, his hand instinctively reaching for the sword at his side. "Who are you? What do you want?"

The Blackstorm Clan's leader smirked. "We're the only ones who truly understand the power of the Dragons. And we'll stop at nothing to claim it for ourselves."

As the warriors closed in, Lin Feng's eyes locked onto Little Fifth's. "It seems the time of the Dragon's Rebirth has come. But are you ready to face the darkness that awaits?"

And with that, the chapter ended, leaving Little Fifth and Lin Feng at the precipice of a new adventure, with the fate of the world hanging in the balance.