Xiong Jun had four hundred thousand years of cultivation.
Zi Ji had over three hundred thousand years of cultivation.
Working together, even if a human Limit Douluo came, they would never gain the slightest advantage.
Yet now, they had been defeated so miserably.
Di Tian looked at Yu Xiaoheng, his voice low and heavy.
"Human, you have grown far too quickly."
"Back in Spirit City, if I had not covered your escape, you would have died at Qian Yuhan's hands long ago."
"You inherited the Dragon God's origin. You should have been the hope of our dragon clan, so why do you slaughter your own kind?"
Di Tian pointed at Zi Ji, who lay on the ground struggling.
Zi Ji belonged to the Hell Demon Dragon clan and was a pure descendant of a True Dragon.
Yu Xiaoheng had used Heaven's Wrath Violet Fire to destroy her Martial Soul and bloodline. In Di Tian's eyes, that was a betrayal of the dragon clan.
Yu Xiaoheng calmly watched the black-clad man before him.
The Purple-Gold Ultimate Dragon Martial Soul behind him slowly coiled through the air, exuding a noble and majestic aura.
Xiong Jun and Zi Ji's miserable states were fully visible on the ground.
Faced with Di Tian's questioning, he merely brushed the dust from his sleeve.
"I fought them because I fought them. Why say more?"
"Di Tian, your and Gu Yuena's interests are nothing more than the survival of the soul beast race and the continuation of the Dragon God bloodline."
"Since I bear the Dragon God's origin, I am in the same boat as you."
"I did not strike to kill today."
"If I had truly intended to kill them, Xiong Jun and Zi Ji would already be two corpses."
At the mention of the name "Gu