"You are..."
Di Tian stared at the person before him in disbelief.
Dragon horns on his head, a dragon tail behind him, and that instinctive attraction between their kind.
Why the hell didn't you say you were a dragon earlier?!
"I am not entirely human, nor am I entirely a dragon."
"Can we talk properly now?"
Danheng was exhausted too. Running into such a stubborn fool was a headache. Luckily, he had his main form; otherwise, this would have caused a whole pile of trouble. He might even have been forced to take two Soul Bones with him when he left.
"Th-then, my apologies, sir. I was rash."
Di Tian felt like crying without tears. Why didn't you say so earlier?!
If he had said so earlier, why would Di Tian have attacked at all? Look what it had done to his claws—they had nearly been ruined!
"I am the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian, the leader here. May I ask who you are, sir?"
Putting those thoughts aside, Di Tian had only one question now.
What kind of dragon was Danheng?
Although Di Tian felt that instinctive attraction toward Danheng, he could clearly sense that his own bloodline was utterly insignificant before the other.
Or rather, the bloodline of his Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King was like garbage in front of Danheng!
Could he be a direct descendant of the Wind Dragon King? After all, Danheng had just used wind-attributed energy.
"My name is Danheng. As for my true form, you definitely haven't heard of it."
"Never heard of it? Impossible, absolutely impossible. On this continent, I know the species of every dragon you could possibly name."
Di Tian was full of disbelief. He was the mighty Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, a peerless ferocious beast who had lived for