Myriad Creation Dragon God

Zhong Shenxiu's awareness suddenly trembled in the darkness. What had he heard? A being chosen by both me and the Four Great God King Dragons? Weren't the Black Death Dragon and the Four Great God King Dragons mortal enemies? They had once fought until the entire Dragon Fighting Plane stood on the verge of collapse. They had once been irreconcilable foes.

The Black Death Dragon seemed to see through his confusion, and the smile at the corner of his lips deepened.

"Do you think the war back then was truly born of hatred?"

His voice carried the clarity of one who had seen through the ways of the world.

"Do you think the bloody battle between the Black Hand Clan and the Fighting Dragon Clan was truly just a struggle for power and profit?"

His gaze fell into the distance, as though piercing through the darkness to see a time long, long ago.

"The war back then began because we saw the future of the plane. The origin of the Dragon Fighting Plane was weakening. If no change was made, the entire plane would perish over the long years. The Four Great God King Dragons and I... we chose different paths. I chose darkness; they chose light. We fought, we killed, we shattered the plane because we both firmly believed that our own path was the right one."

He lowered his head and looked at Zhong Shenxiu, his gaze gentle and benevolent.

"But we were both wrong. Only true fusion could allow the plane to be reborn. That was why, when we saw the possibility of such fusion in you, we all chose you."

Zhong Shenxiu's awareness remained silent in the darkness for a long time. He opened his mouth, only to find his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Then... why was