Di Tian: The Golden Dragon King Has Returned, Destruction Power Has Appeared-So Who Should Be Afraid?

The First-generation Sea God—Poseidon.

Kneeling on both knees.

His body leaned slightly forward.

As though he were bearing a weight that even gods could not face.

Because the being he was truly bowing to was so enormous that its body could not possibly fit entirely within the image.

Only several silver-white dragon scales could be seen along the edge.

Every single one was as immense as a mountain range.

Below the image, there was only one sentence.

[This was how humanity survived back then.]

Di Tian stared at the image.

For several long seconds.

His fingers began to tremble.

Those golden dragon eyes gradually reddened.

Even Di Tian himself froze for a moment.

He raised a hand and touched the corner of his eye.

It was wet.

The mighty Beast God.

The Black Dragon King who had lived for countless years.

He had nearly burst into tears in public.

"..." He subconsciously sniffed.

Zang Xin was still saying something beside him.

Probably something like, "Are you releasing us or not?"

Di Tian did not hear a word.

That image was the only thing left in his mind.

The human god kneeling in the image was the only thing left in his mind.

And those several silver-white dragon scales at the edge, as vast as mountain ranges.

That era.

Di Tian knew all too well what that era meant.

The entire world had nearly perished.

Soul Beasts died, humans died, gods died.

One era after another had been pushed to the edge of the cliff.

Yet it was precisely in that era that Soul Beasts had truly stood at their peak.

Not like now, confined to a tiny patch of forest and told by humans, "This is a protected area."

Not with humans entering Star Dou every so often to hunt,