Hearing the sound coming from the Dark Silver Death Dragon's throat, the Sea Princess trembled.
Her nearly three-meter-long body tensed slightly in the deep sea, and her gilded tail swayed gently, scattering flecks of golden light around her.
She gave the Dark Silver Death Dragon before her a complicated look, her deep-blue, slit-pupiled eyes filled with indescribable astonishment.
For a moment, she had no idea what to say.
After all, she had long heard the legends of Star Dou's Beast God. In the Sea Princess's imagination, Beast God Di Tian of Star Dou should have been a powerful, majestic True Dragon of extraordinary might.
The Di Tian she imagined should have had scales cast from iron and gold, claws like pillars holding up the heavens, and eyes like blazing suns scorching the sky, his entire body wreathed in the nobility and majesty of the Beast God.
He was the acknowledged sovereign of the entire Soul Beast Realm, an existence capable of standing toe to toe with humanity's greatest powerhouses.
But this Dark Silver Death Dragon before her...
His whole body was skeletal, nothing but skin and bones.
Dark silver scales overlapped across his emaciated body. Every rib jutted out, the joints of his spine were faintly visible between his scales, and his limbs were so thin they seemed wrapped in nothing but a layer of dried hide.
His six bat wings, shading from dark silver to black, were folded behind his back. Their jagged bones looked as though they had been carved by knives, covered in grayish-white, shriveled membranes. No matter how she looked at them, they radiated death.
And what was with the black fumes constantly pouring from his mouth and nostrils, polluting the sea?
Black Death Evil Qi continuously seeped from his nostrils and the gaps at the