In truth, more than anger, Bai Yujun felt sorrow.
A once-glorious race had spread across the myriad worlds and heavens. Now, the few remnants still had not forgotten to slaughter one another, becoming bitter enemies over a single "we walk different paths." Faced with the flourishing of countless races throughout the world, Bai Yujun felt as though she stood in a dark, silent void, with only loneliness remaining.
For life itself,
having one's race on the brink of extinction was truly tragic.
Xiao smiled.
"Little girl, the era belonging to the dragon clan has long since turned to dust. Those who recognize the times are heroes."
That was indeed true. The Dragon Clan's imperial court was so ancient that even history no longer remembered it.
No matter how glorious they had once been, they had now declined to the edge of extinction. Either they were used as tools to suppress sea eyes, or they chose to abandon their dragon clan identities. Only Bai Yujun still ran about everywhere with ambition in her heart, and even that ambition had been forced out of her by this jungle-like world.
Xiao bluntly struck at Bai Yujun's persistence.
No matter what, it had once been an orthodox dragon clan member and understood the hearts of Wild Dragons from the lower realms very well. Nothing more than pride in their dragon clan identity, even if they were wild.
Belittling and destroying the dragon clan could destabilize Bai Yujun's Divine Soul, giving it greater confidence when it made its move.
Yet a certain Bai was not affected in the slightest. She even agreed wholeheartedly.
If the distant Ancient Desolate Period had ended, then so be it. So long as her ambitions could be realized, that was enough. She could not possibly numb herself and live amid