A golden figure stood high in the sky, drawing everyone's attention. Under the crowd's varied gazes, she slowly descended and landed in front of the thousand-meter-long Black Dragon.
Looking at the Black Dragon, covered in wounds, his pride broken by the erosion of time, Di Qiu'er's eyes grew misty.
Twenty thousand years ago, he had been the feared Beast God, ruler of the Star Dou Forest, whose territory rivaled that of an entire empire.
Powerful Soul Masters had been awed just hearing his name. Back then, he had been in his prime, brimming with confidence, as if everything were under his control.
But ten thousand years ago, the Beast God had been defeated by Soul Tools and humanity's technological Battle Armor. The Star Dou Forest had been reduced to nothing but the Core Circle.
Later, the Silver Dragon King's emergence had brought hope, only to bring even more painful despair. The Star Dou Forest was no more, and the Beast God had lost the confidence he'd possessed twenty thousand years ago.
All that remained was the weariness and desolation. Thinking that it was all the fault of that Auspicious Beast, Wang Qiu'er, Di Qiu'er cursed her furiously in her heart.
"Uncle Di Tian, it's been so long..."
After they had gazed at each other for a moment, Di Qiu'er was the first to break the silence. Di Tian looked at this figure, at once unfamiliar and familiar.
Although he knew she was the Auspicious Beast he'd raised from childhood, her status was now incomparably more exalted.
He could clearly sense the Dragon God Bloodline within her. That meant she was the Dragon God's successor. He lowered his head slightly at once.
Di Tian's breath was weak, but his voice rang out with remarkable clarity.
"Personal Guard Captain, Golden-Eyed Black Dragon