Di Tian, standing outside the door, held his breath and strained to listen.
This was also the question he most wanted answered.
Yet when Su Chen heard it, he burst out laughing.
He lifted his teacup and looked at Gu Yuena with utter mockery.
"How much of a difference?"
"Did you think that so-called Dragon God of your Douluo God Realm had already reached the pinnacle of the Dragon Bloodline?"
Gu Yuena said nothing, but her eyes told him everything.
Su Chen set down his teacup and coldly shattered her illusions.
"A true pure-blooded True Dragon."
"The moment it was born, its body could easily tear the starry sky apart."
"An adult True Dragon needed no protection from any laws to cross the chaos of the cosmos."
"Its two horns could pierce the barriers of the great worlds with ease."
"One True Dragon Precious Technique from it, and its roar could grind every living being in an entire star region to dust!"
Su Chen watched Gu Yuena's face grow paler by the moment.
"And that so-called Dragon God of yours..."
"In a tiny place like the Divine Realm, someone split it in two with a battered old sword—and it even divided into you and the Golden Dragon King."
"If it had been a pure-blooded True Dragon..."
"Forget one sword. Even if several Immortal Kings joined forces to set up a killing formation, they still couldn't sever its very essence so easily!"
"Dragons of your caliber, in that Perfect World..."
Su Chen gave his final assessment in an even tone.
"Could at best be called mixed-blood wyrm-serpents with a trace of diluted dragon blood."
Mixed-blood wyrm-serpents.
Those four words struck Gu Yuena and Di Tian outside the door like a crushing hammer, smashing the last shred of pride in their hearts.