Di Tian, You See the Dragon God, Why Do You Not Bow?

"Brother... let's go, let's go home and eat."

Na'er pulled away from Tang Heng's embrace, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Hahaha, it's windy outside, some sand must have gotten into my eyes. Let's head back first."

Na'er took her brother's hand, trying to pull him away.

Because she could sense the presence of those subordinates nearby; if they mistakenly thought Brother Heng was an obstacle, she feared it would lead to a tragedy she never wanted to see.

"You go back first, Brother has some things to handle."

"But Brother..."

A hint of nervousness appeared on Na'er's small face. Her gaze flickered toward the figures at the street corner, and she opened her mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by Tang Heng.

"Have a little faith in me, I will handle it well."

Tang Heng rubbed Na'er's head and said gently:

"You just need to go home, eat, and then Brother will take you and Wu Lin out shopping. When you're tired from playing, go home and sleep, and when you open your eyes, it will be a new day."

Na'er's expression showed a trace of hesitation and uncertainty. She knew that her brother possessed many strange qualities that could not be explained in words.

Yet she was still worried that the several Fierce Beasts might do something to harm Brother Heng for her sake.

Seeing Na'er still hesitating, Tang Heng directly cupped her cheeks with both hands, forcing her to meet his gaze:

"Tell me, what does the real you want?"

Meeting his burning gaze, Na'er's delicate body trembled slightly, tears streaming down her face as she spoke with a sobbing voice:

"Wuwuwu... I, I don't want to leave, I really don't want to leave."

"I can't bear to leave Mom and Dad, I can't bear to leave this home... and I can't bear to leave you even more."

Her crying was heart-wrenching, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances she had been holding back.

Tang Heng simply reached out to hug Na'er back, gently patting her back, then leaned down and whispered in her ear:

"I am here for everything."

Having said that, Tang Heng let go and stepped back two paces, reaching out to wipe the crystalline tears from the corners of Na'er's eyes.

Immediately, his gaze met the people in the distance.

There were both men and women among them, led by a middle-aged man.

The man had a handsome and resolute appearance, standing about two meters tall with broad shoulders, wearing a black robe with golden patterns.

In the center of his black hair, a strand of golden hair was mixed in, making him look very distinctive.

At this moment, their gazes met, and an atmosphere of tension spread through the surroundings.

"Boss, this human cub actually dares to glare at you; he's got some nerve," the burly, honest-looking man beside him whispered, his tone unfriendly.

Di Tian did not reply. With just one step, he crossed the distance between them, looking down at Tang Heng from above.

"Human, what exactly do you know?"

Di Tian questioned coldly. He had just heard the conversation between Tang Heng and Na'er; it seemed he had known about the Lord's true form and what would happen today for a long time.

The surrounding space gradually distorted, and a black curtain descended from the sky, completely shielding the aura of this place.

Unless they were powerhouses of his same level, it would be impossible to perceive anything happening here.

"Open your dog eyes and look, who exactly am I?!"

Tang Heng shielded Na'er behind him. Golden and silver divine light surged from his body, and the vortex within him absorbed it all, subsequently erupting with nine-colored light.

A pair of nine-colored dragon wings unfurled from his back. A faint dragon roar could be heard, and the expressions of all the Fierce Beasts present changed instantly, their minds shaken to the core.

Self-Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Dragon God Transformation!

"This familiar fluctuation... no, impossible!"

Di Tian could no longer maintain his indifferent expression. Complex emotions—conflict and fear—crawled onto his face all at once. His golden vertical pupils contracted, as if he had seen something inconceivable.

He could never forget this fluctuation. It was the supreme authority and transcendence that only the Dragon God could possess, something he had personally experienced when he was small and weak in his childhood.

"Di Tian, why do you not bow when you see Me?"

Tang Heng stood with his arms crossed, suspended in mid-air. All elements in the surroundings bowed before his feet; even the dark curtain cast by Di Tian was affected, beginning to fluctuate violently.

The nine-colored divine light shone in all directions. He looked like a god who had descended into the mortal world, looking down upon all living things.

When the Dragon God appears, ten thousand beasts bow their heads!

Under the shocked gazes of the Fierce Beasts, Tang Heng snapped his fingers.

The next moment, they felt a mysterious power of law seize them. No matter how they struggled or resisted, it was useless; they could only passively accept it.

When their vision cleared again, the surrounding scenery had long since changed.

Among the Fierce Beasts, the most shocked was Di Tian, for he had the highest cultivation and had been in contact with the level of laws for the longest time.

Therefore, he could clearly perceive that they were no longer on the Douluo Planet!

Moreover, this was not some small plane. His spiritual power expanded, unable to find an end; it was like a world without limits, many times larger than the Douluo Planet.

Di Tian looked toward Tang Heng. Though he was young, the aura of absolute sovereignty radiating from him was impossible to meet head-on, gradually overlapping with that blurred figure in his memories.

A spatial displacement of such magnitude was something no deity—no, not even a First-Class God—could achieve.

"My Lord!"

Tears welled in Di Tian's eyes as he knelt on one knee, the first to lower his arrogant head.

"Greetings, My Lord!"

The remaining Fierce Beasts also lowered their proud heads, for they too sensed a fluctuation from Tang Heng that far surpassed that of the Silver Dragon King.

Although it was currently far too weak, the sense of submission it stirred within their very bloodlines was even more intense.

Even Xiong Jun, a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear with the blood of a Behemoth flowing through his veins—one of the natural enemies of the ancient Dragon Clan—could not summon the will to resist when facing the true Dragon God. Perhaps his ancestors might have been less affected, but he could not.

"You... You have finally returned... I knew it. Those despicable human gods could never kill you."

Di Tian's eyes brimmed with tears. Ever since he sensed that pure Dragon God aura from Tang Heng, even his seasoned state of mind had been shaken to its core.

It was as if a devout ascetic, having endured endless hardships, had finally beheld the object of his faith.

Tang Heng's expression remained indifferent as he shook his head. "Calm yourself. I am not the Dragon God you are familiar with."

Di Tian was slightly stunned, finding it inconceivable.

This was clearly the aura of Lord Dragon God; there was no way he could have misidentified it.

Tang Heng began to explain (bamboozle) them slowly.

After a long while, Di Tian and the others were forced to accept this reality.

In short, Tang Heng was not the supreme Dragon God they knew, but rather a reincarnation of the Dragon God from another space-time.

However, this did not change the fact that he was the Dragon God, and remained the Master of all Soul Beasts.

Thinking of this, Di Tian could not help but feel a lingering fear.

He had actually harbored the intent to kill the Dragon God just moments ago; that was nothing short of treason!

Seeing that the beasts were still thoroughly hoodwinked, Tang Heng continued, "Na'er is the Silver Dragon King. As the 'my' half of this world, is it better for her to go with you, or is it more appropriate for her to remain by my side?"

"I trust you are well aware of this, Di Tian."

Tang Heng's tone was unkind, carrying a hint of the indignation of a superior who had been offended.

If not for the fact that these fellows were Na'er's kin, he would have tossed Di Tian and the others straight into the God Realm the moment he pulled them into this world.