"This Seat cannot die!"
Although the Sword of Three Realms Judgment had vanished, the Golden Dragon King did not slow its frantic escape.
"I still have powerful enemies to clear! I have a deep grudge yet to be avenged, and I have yet to restore the glory of the Dragon God... If This Seat falls here, the Silver Dragon King will surely be unable to hold her ground alone."
"The dragon race will inevitably be destroyed by those in the God Realm... How could I possibly fall here..."
"The dragon race needs me, the soul beasts need me, and the Silver Dragon King needs me... they need me, the Golden Dragon King!"
The Golden Dragon King's wings, which blotted out the sky, beat violently in the high altitude.
The seven auras behind it were drawing ever closer, and its speed continued to increase.
The shadow cast by that "Sword of Three Realms Judgment" was simply too immense for the Golden Dragon King.
Ever since it inherited the body of the Dragon God, its defenses had never once been breached.
Though the Golden Dragon King had not been struck head-on, the sharpness of that strike had still inflicted significant wounds.
It did not doubt for a moment that such a move could have executed it on the spot.
"Fury Strike!"
The God of Wrath, having regained consciousness, was exceptionally furious; he had long since forgotten the God of Destruction's warnings.
He only wanted to teach this Golden Dragon King a lesson.
However, with a casual swipe from the Golden Dragon King, the God of Wrath was sent flying backward once again.
"Damned ant, are you not finished yet!"
"Breath of Sloth..."
A lazy voice drifted over as the God of Sloth let out a yawn. The time around the Golden Dragon