At the deepest part of the Lake of Life, the Silver Dragon King, who had been holding her breath in tense concentration, finally sighed in relief when she heard that Tang San was no longer insisting that Di Tian lead the way.
However, Tang San's next words instantly stretched the nerves of every ferocious beast present—including the one beneath the lake—to their absolute limit.
"Di Tian." Tang San looked down at the black-clad man kneeling on the ground, his tone calm and leaving no room for negotiation.
"I happen to be stuck at the level eighty bottleneck and need a suitable soul ring.
"You, sacrifice yourself to me."
After a pause, he threw out another condition that was impossible to refuse:
"Once I reclaim the position of the Dragon God and take control of the God Realm, I will naturally use supreme divine power to revive you completely intact."
Di Tian abruptly raised his head. His whole dragon body felt terrible.
This time, was he the target?
Yet, sensing the pure and domineering Golden Dragon King bloodline emanating from Tang San, and recalling that the other party had already successfully gathered the origin powers of the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King, the last trace of resistance in Di Tian's heart was instantly snuffed out.
If the Golden Dragon King truly had a way to bring about the great revival of the dragon race, then what did it matter if he sacrificed himself once?
"This subordinate... understands."
Di Tian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and released all of his origin defenses.
Within the space beneath the lake, the Silver Dragon King heard every movement outside with perfect clarity.
When she learned that the "Golden Dragon King" intended to absorb Di Tian's soul ring, her heart settled