Long Yun gently reeled in his fishing rod and sighed softly.
"He spent his entire life struggling to become a god."
"Sadly, the rules of this land had changed long ago."
"Ever since that battle in the Divine Realm, the Divine Realm had closed its gates to Soul Beasts, cutting off their hopes of godhood."
"Even with Di Tian's astonishing talent, he still couldn't cross that unbridgeable chasm."
At this, sadness flashed through the Ice Dragon King's enormous eyes.
"So that's how it is. Those hypocritical gods in the Divine Realm really did cut off our path to survival."
The Fire Dragon King muttered to herself as well:
"Damn the Divine Realm. That little Di Tian really is pitiful."
"Father, is there truly no chance of Di Tian becoming a god?"
The Ice Dragon King lifted her little azure head, her eyes filled with unwillingness.
Long Yun raised his fishing rod slightly. Looking at the empty hook, he spoke calmly:
"The Laws of this land were sealed by those fellows in the Divine Realm. If Soul Beasts try to break through by force, they'll bring down a cataclysmic heavenly tribulation."
"Di Tian may be a peerless genius, but he is still a mortal. How could he contend with the rules of the entire Divine Realm?"
The Fire Dragon King flapped her little wings and waved her tiny claws angrily:
"Those gods in the Divine Realm are so despicable! They claimed all the places for themselves and left no way forward for those who came after. If our Dragon Clan were still around, how would they dare?!"
Long Yun extended a finger and gently stroked the Fire Dragon King's horn, smiling as he said:
"What's past is past. This age has its own rules.
"But while the Heavenly Dao can suppress