The moment his words fell, the blackish-purple Mist seemed to receive an order, instantly dissipating into nothingness in that dark corner.
People could be shameless, and under certain circumstances, they could act irrationally—just like Qian Gu Dongfeng now.
He clearly knew that at such close range, the chance of killing Luo Ze was practically zero.
Yet he still did it, without even sparing a thought for his family or clan.
Seeing this, Luo Ze could not help but feel a headache coming on. He did not know how to describe this deranged former Pagoda Master before him, a genuine Limit Douluo and Four-word Battle Armor Master.
"Perhaps this is the greatest difference between humans and gods like us... Emotions truly are difficult to understand," Luo Ze murmured. Then, just as he raised his hand to unleash Time Power and erase Qian Gu Dongfeng completely—
At that moment, the Silver Dragon Ring on the ring finger of his left hand seemed to sense something. Before Luo Ze could act, it transformed into a massive dragon gleaming with dazzling silver light.
The pressure it released upon appearing alone suppressed Qian Gu Dongfeng, an established Limit Douluo, until he could not move.
Sensing that aura, Luo Ze instinctively turned around. When he saw the Silver Dragon, he helplessly reached out and stroked its cheek.
"Why did you come over? Didn't I tell you not to worry about me? This was something I could solve with a wave of my hand."
The Silver Dragon glared at him somewhat angrily, muttering something under its breath. Though he could not understand the words, it was not hard to sense that it was scolding him.
"Alright, alright, I know. I was wrong, okay? Don't be angry, alright?" Luo Ze helplessly continued to soothe it.
Hearing that, the