The Dragon Clan would surely rise again!
Di Tian and Gu Yuena had different ideas.
He knew that the decline of the Soul Beasts and the Dragon Clan was entirely due to that great war and the Dragon Clan's internal strife, which had wiped out all their top experts.
The pure-blooded True Dragons were nearly extinct. How could they not decline?
Moreover, pure-blooded dragons had long lifespans and struggled to reproduce. Restoring their population would take a very long time.
With Douluo Star's suppression of Soul Beasts on top of that, reviving the Dragon Clan was far too difficult!
Even Di Tian, as the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, could barely protect himself. He was destined to be struck to death by lightning tribulations.
But now...
A brand-new broad road had appeared before Di Tian. Reviving the Dragon Clan was no longer an unattainable dream.
"My Lord, this way, please. I will open the Dragon Tomb for you." Having swiftly analyzed the situation, Di Tian smiled as he spoke, opening the Dragon Clan's final territory—and also its graveyard—for the golden hatchling before him.
The black Dragon God claw lightly tore through the air, creating a spatial rift wide enough for several dragons to pass through.
Di Tian stepped aside, making room and inviting Donghuang Taiyi in.
Sensing the desolate natural aura beyond the rift, as well as the residual pressure left behind by deceased dragons, the golden hatchling entered.
The golden flaming dragon soul surrounding him even tentatively tried to devour the spatial rift, but unfortunately, it passed straight through.
After Donghuang Taiyi entered, the Ice Fire Dragon King and Di Tian followed close behind.
The moment they entered, a desolate air washed over them. There was almost no vegetation here; as far as the eye could see, there were only