This was the first time Luo Ze had seen Di Tian reveal such a pleading expression.
As the Beast God of the Soul Beast Clan and one of the strongest among the current Dragon Clan bloodlines, his influence and strength were unquestionably formidable.
Ten thousand years ago, there had been a saying: as long as Di Tian was willing, unifying the Douluo Continent by launching a beast tide would have been effortless.
Unfortunately, in order to protect the Silver Dragon King, who had been slumbering at the time, he had not chosen to do so. He had merely quietly fulfilled his role as a guardian, waiting for his lord's awakening before reviving the Soul Beast Clan.
Now, that wish had quietly come true, yet this incident had suddenly arisen. He truly could not bring himself to be so ruthless.
Because at present, there were simply too few land Soul Beasts left.
Di Tian believed that since these Soul Beasts would become the foundation of their future revival, not a single one could be lost.
Luo Ze did not see it that way. One reason the Dragon Clan had declined was that too little genetic heritage had been passed down; another was that there had been too much crossbreeding. Without any outstanding offspring, how could they possibly rise again?
Besides, from Luo Ze's perspective, he was helping them revive only so he could reclaim them later. He had not even complained about being tired, yet these bastards who stood to profit without effort were already showing signs of resistance.
Things like this could not be tolerated!
"I'll go. I'll handle this for Gu Yue myself," Luo Ze said coldly.
Di Tian righteously refused. "No. They are the hope for the Soul Beasts' revival. If you kill these Soul Beasts, how can