Eastsea Spirit Pagoda welcomed a special visitor today.
He was exceptionally tall and straight, appearing to be around forty years old. His face was cold and stern, its features as resolute as if carved by blade and axe.
Though he was plainly dressed and had restrained all traces of his aura, the deep, mountain-like composure he exuded as he stood still still seemed utterly out of place amid the busy Spirit Pagoda staff bustling around him.
Personally led by Gu Yue, the two remained silent as they passed through the tower's busy sections, took the Soul Guidance Elevator, and went straight to the upper floors rarely accessible to outsiders.
The moment they entered Gu Yue's simply furnished, broad-viewed room and the door silently closed behind them, the tall man abruptly stopped.
Facing the girl before him, he lowered his head slightly, his voice steady and filled with reverence. "Lord."
This man was none other than Di Tian—the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, king of the Star Dou Great Forest, revered by countless Soul Beasts as their sovereign and once feared by human Title Douluos at the mere mention of his name!
The Di Tian of old had been incomparably proud and domineering.
The aura he gave off alone had been enough to make humanity's strongest experts tremble in fear.
Yet now, standing before Gu Yue, Di Tian had completely withdrawn that world-defying presence.
His signature golden eyes had turned a deep black, and the strand of golden hair at his forehead had vanished as well.
He was like a peerless vicious blade sheathed in an ancient leather scabbard, all sharpness hidden away, leaving only the weight and silence accumulated through the years.
He had once been the overlord of the Star Dou Great Forest, but now the forest itself was on