"Th... thank me?"
Lu Chuan pointed at himself.
Wu Zhangkong's relieved, gentle thanks rang in his ears, and his expression suddenly turned dazed.
He looked at Wu Zhangkong, who had finally conquered her inner demons and been reborn, and the calm detachment of the past suddenly vanished!
In its place was fear!
At this moment, in Wu Zhangkong's eyes, he had personally shattered the gloom in her heart, helped her break free from the grief that had entangled her for years, and brought her back to life from that numb, lifeless shell, allowing her to see the light ahead once more.
But only Lu Chuan himself knew
what a piercing, cruel truth lay hidden behind this salvation!
It felt as though an invisible hand had clamped tightly around his heart, as scorching guilt and icy fate intertwined, frantically tearing at his mind.
But Lu Chuan had no choice.
Born from the Dragon God's malevolent thoughts and the resentment of the Divine Dragon Realm, his heart harbored endless malice and resentment toward humans and gods!
If he had not been reincarnated as a human, and still retained that final shred of reason, then back in the God Realm, he would have already gone to war with those gods.
How could he have calmly taken the Silver Dragon King's place and recuperated all these years?
Now that the God Realm had vanished and the gods had departed, the shackles that had weighed upon the Soul Beasts for countless years had begun to crack.
This was the best opportunity.
How could Lu Chuan possibly give it up!
The gods had taken advantage of their weakness to destroy his dragon clan and imprison his Soul Beasts, so he would overturn the entire Douluo Plane, wipe out human civilization, seize the authority of the plane,