Evil Emperor's Sneak Attack, Di Tian's Fury

Di Tian scoffed inwardly. If another God had said this, it might have carried some credibility.

But this fellow skulking about before him was still far too distant from becoming a God.

And he dared use such words to deceive him?

Besides, who was he?

Let alone some untrustworthy clown, even if a genuine opportunity to become a God were placed before him, he would not be swayed.

Join them?

He, Di Tian, belonged to the Dragon Clan in life and would remain a ghost of the Dragon Clan in death. The only ones he served were Lord Dragon God and Master.

Trying to recruit him? They had truly picked the wrong target.

"What a pity. It seems you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit?"

The Black Robe Figure's gaze shifted slightly, a faint, chilling coldness rising within it.

"Hei Jue, wait. Let me handle this."

A figure stopped the Black Robe Figure and stepped forward, his gaze falling upon Di Tian.

"Di Tian, I know this is hard for you to believe, but it is the truth."

"Our race possesses many Gods and is immensely powerful. Your bloodline is pure, and your potential is enormous."

"Join our race, and you may receive our race's baptism. At that time, without the suppression of the God Realm, breaking through to become a God will not be impossible for you."

"We have come with sincerity to invite you to join us. Not just anyone can receive such treatment."

The figure spoke.

Beast God Di Tian was the foremost beast on the Douluo Continent.

He also possessed an incomparably pure Black Dragon bloodline, making him extraordinary.

Even the many Gods within their race held Di Tian in high regard.

He truly possessed the potential to break through and become a God.