Dragon God's Heart! I'll Give It to You-Help Me Attack the God Realm!

"Say it!!!"

"Why!!"

Her words fell to the bottom of the pit, swallowed by the nine-colored light, without echo.

Gu Yuena wanted to deny it.

But the hand froze in mid-air, trembling slightly, before slowly falling back down.

Because he had no reason.

There's no reason for this person to fabricate such a lie.

He made her lose the courage to even make a move, and he made it so difficult for her Di Tian to even speak while standing here.

He only needed to make that dark golden figure take things even slightly seriously if he wanted to kill her.

It makes no sense for him to fabricate a lie.

But what if all of this is true...?

The last glimmer of light in Gu Yuena's silver eyes was extinguished.

She stood there, as if her spine had been removed.

For hundreds of thousands of years, she has steadfastly upheld the faith that was etched into her bones since childhood: the glory of the dragon race, the revival of the Soul Beast, and the return of the Dragon God.

All of this collapsed with a crash in those few words.

It turned into an absurd, ridiculous, and utterly tragic farce.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Di Tian stood behind her, his fists clenched tightly.

He didn't say anything.

Because his shock at this moment was no less than Gu Yuena's.

That being actually personally destroyed the dragon race?

Bai Yuan looked at her.

There was no surprise in his eyes. He had already guessed that she would react this way.

A person whose faith is etched into their very bones is suddenly told that faith itself is a pile of ruins, and that being able to stand up and not fall is already better than most people.

A faint trace of pity surfaced in those golden eyes.

"How about it?"

Bai Yuan turned his head, his face turned towards the ever-silent Nine-Colored Dragon Soul deep within the pit.

"Do you want to add anything?"

"Who?"

The Dragon God's vertical pupils contracted slightly.

The nine-colored light froze for a moment, like someone pretending to be asleep having their blanket pulled off.

Then the ancient voice finally rang out.

"... Stop talking."

Bai Yuan's lips slowly curved into a smile.

"Oh?"

He drew out the last syllable, a hint of interest appearing in his golden eyes:

"You actually care?"

Those few simple words were like a slap in the face to the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul.

"You shameless bastard, you think you'd care?"

There was no anger in Bai Yuan's tone, only a thorough, unvarnished contempt.

He didn't give the Dragon God a friendly look.

Having traversed Amphoreus and witnessed far too many beings who were "high and mighty yet utterly irresponsible," the Dragon God was even worse than those individuals.

He also wanted to give the Dragon God some face, after all, it was a totem of faith that the Soul Beast Clan had looked up to for countless years.

Unfortunately, the Dragon God himself didn't want that kind of face.

Since that's the case, it's much better to face it sooner rather than for Gu Yuena and the others to discover the truth themselves decades later.

Bai Yuan remained silent, his gaze fixed on the center of the deep pit.

Suddenly, the nine-colored light surged violently, and countless specks of light converged from all directions, condensing into a human-shaped outline at the bottom of the pit.

After the light faded, a man wearing a nine-colored robe stood there.

His face was so handsome it seemed otherworldly, with nine-colored light slowly flowing through his clothes, and his brows and eyes carried the dignity and weariness that came with the passage of time.

With his tall and slender figure, he stood there as if he were holding up the entire sky.

Gu Yuena's pupils dilated suddenly.

"Dragon God..."

Di Tian's breathing completely stopped.

For the first time in hundreds of thousands of years, the Beast God had lost his composure like this. He stared at the nine-colored figure, his lips moved a few times, and finally he made a stiff but solemn gesture of bowing.

"Dragon God."

Gu Yuena followed closely behind, her long silver hair falling over her shoulders as she bowed, her voice trembling with barely suppressed emotion:

"Is he... is he telling the truth?"

The Dragon God did not answer immediately.

He stood in the center of the deep pit, with nine-colored light flowing quietly around him.

There was a long silence.

"... It's all my fault."

Each of the four words seemed to be ground out from the depths of his throat.

The Dragon God lowered his eyes, his nine-colored robes swaying gently in the wind at the bottom of the pit.

"I am the one who destroyed the dragon race."

"It was I who established the rule that Soul Beast cannot become gods."

"I abandoned everything."

"..."

Gu Yuena's body swayed slightly.

Di Tian reached out to help her, but stopped halfway through.

Because Gu Yuena stopped herself, she bit her lower lip, and the trembling light in her silver eyes ultimately did not shatter completely.

The Dragon God raised his head, his gaze passing over Gu Yuena Di Tian, and landing on Bai Yuan.

"Cooperate."

His voice regained some of the composure that belonged to the Dragon God, but that composure now contained an almost earnest quality:

"You help them."

"Help the Soul Beast Clan defeat the Divine Realm."

I'll give you what you want.

Bai Yuan crossed his arms and looked at the Dragon God.

Xiao Bai stood beside him.

"... Isn't that asking for too much?"

Bai Yuan's voice was neither loud nor soft, as if he were stating an objective fact:

"We can't possibly contend with the Divine Realm right now."

Beneath the mask, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Are you kidding me? The twelve Great God Circle are about to come crashing down on us. Add him, Xiao Bai, Gu Yuena, Di Tian, and do you think they can even fill the palm of your hand?

He knew better than anyone how quickly the power of the Core Flame could recover; it was still a long way from reaching its complete form.

Should we go fight in the Divine Realm now?

That wasn't a battle, it was just being sent to their deaths.

It's not that he didn't have the desire.

This hand of cards doesn't even qualify to be played at the table.

The Dragon God looked at him, his nine-colored eyes shimmering with light and shadow:

"I know."

"You knew that, yet you still dared to bring it up?"

"Because I can't wait any longer."

The Dragon God's voice faded.

"They can't wait any longer."

Nine-colored light condensed in the Dragon God's palm.

A Youyou glowing Nine-Colored Crystal slowly emerged, its entire body as clear as glass, with countless miniature Rivers within.

It rests quietly in the palm of the Dragon God, awaiting its next master.

"The Dragon God's Heart!"

Gu Yuena's breathing suddenly quickened, and the light of the crystal was reflected in her silver eyes.

Di Tian stood behind her, his pupils also contracting sharply.

Of course he knew what it was.

The core power source of the Dragon Clan Graveyard is the condensation of all the essence left behind after the fall of the Dragon God. It is the foundation that supports the entire Dragon Valley and keeps countless dragon souls from dispersing.

"Its essence... is all the core essence left behind after the fall of the Dragon God."

The Dragon God's voice was calm, but a complex emotion flashed across his nine-colored eyes.

He looked down at the crystal in his palm, as if gazing at a part of his past that he could never return to:

"It is also the core source of the Dragon Clan Graveyard."

He raised his eyes, his gaze passing over Gu Yuena Di Tian, and landing on Bai Yuan. He extended his hand forward, and the Nine-Colored Crystal slowly floated towards Bai Yuan.

"This is a promise for the revival of Soul Beast."

"For you."

Bai Yuan did not reach out immediately.

Golden eyes, peering through the crack in the mask, landed on the slowly drifting crystal.

"Why?"

The Dragon God looked at him.

He remained silent for a moment.

"I can tell that your power doesn't belong to this plane."

Bai Yuan's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Right now, holding this is the safest option for you."

The Dragon God's voice calmed down.

"We share the same goal, and..."

He paused, his nine-colored pupils reflecting the dark gold patterns on Bai Yuan's mask:

"If those people from the Divine Realm find you, you probably won't be having a good time either."

There was no threat in his words, only a weighty honesty based on a common enemy.

Seeing this, Gu Yuena panicked and took a step forward.

"No!"

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Dragon God! I am your Creation Godhead."

"You should give it to me! I will lead the revival of the Soul Beast!"

The silver eyes stared directly at the Dragon God, a gaze filled with pleading and resentment.

"I will definitely conquer the Divine Realm! I swear!"

Her fist clenched and then relaxed, her voice rising half an octave:

"His identity is unknown! His background is unclear!"

"You didn't even know who he was, yet you gave him the Dragon God's Heart."

"The future of Soul Beast... who will guarantee it?"

"Just in case..."

She didn't finish speaking.

But everyone understood the unspoken message.

The Dragon God looked down at Gu Yuena, his nine-colored robe fluttering quietly in the wind.

He didn't immediately refute her, but waited for her to finish speaking.

He slowly opened his mouth:

"... You're right. His identity is indeed unknown."

"But now you don't have the power of the Golden Dragon King."

"You cannot use it."