Turning to look at the Titan Snow Devil King lying on the ground, Mo Lin walked up to his massive head and asked with a smile, "How about it? Still want to fight, A Tai?"
A Tai, the Titan Snow Devil King, shuddered instantly. "A Tai" was more or less a name that the Snow Empress and Ice Empress, two of the Three Kings of the Far North, had given him for convenience. In other words, only the two emperors in the Far North could call him that, and only the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts of the Far North could possibly know of the title and understand what it meant.
In this era of slow communication, Soul Beasts from other regions had no way of knowing that name, let alone humans. That was why A Tai was so shocked.
"How do you know that name?" A Tai asked in astonishment, enduring the pain from his shattered jaw.
"As for that, I'm not entirely sure why myself. I was simply born with the ability to know certain bits of knowledge and information that others find difficult to discover," Mo Lin answered vaguely, practically teasing him. "What you should be concerned about now is that you, one of the Three Kings of the Far North, have been captured by us. So, can we have a proper talk now?"
"We can talk, but I don't really have any actual say in matters in the Far North." Whether because of the pain or because he was considering something, A Tai paused for a moment. "Let me ask you something first. Are you related to that dragon roar that spread across the entire continent?"
Mo Lin raised an eyebrow at that question. He had not expected A Tai to be so direct. Clearly, this needed to