Di Tian thought about many things.
Truly, far too many things.
After memories from another timeline flooded in like a tide,
he had constantly been comparing, weighing, and questioning himself—who exactly should he be loyal to?
At first, that question had caused him unbearable pain.
Both were Silver Dragon Kings.
One was the lord he had followed for countless years.
The other was the End Dragon who had emerged from another possibility.
Gu Yue had told him to wait, to endure, to make concessions for the greater good, saying that Soul Beasts could not afford an all-out war now.
Were those words right?
There was nothing wrong with them rationally.
But Di Tian had lived too long—long enough to watch Soul Beasts go from the true masters of the continent to retreating step by step into the deepest reaches of Star Dou Forest.
Humans built cities and expanded their territories. Soul guidance technology grew ever stronger, Soul Beasts became fewer and fewer, Spirit Pagoda was established, and Soul Spirits gradually replaced Soul Beasts.
It sounded as though Soul Beasts no longer needed to be hunted.
But to Di Tian, that was more like another form of death.
The other End Dragon was different.
She could not bear it.
She would not retreat.
If a race harmed Soul Beasts, she would directly drive its entire civilization to extinction.
She would stand atop billions of corpses, wage war against gods, and challenge the world itself.
Even if it alerted the Creator God, even if an entire era was destroyed alongside her, she would not hesitate.
Di Tian finally understood.
What he had been loyal to was never merely some specific being.
What he truly wanted to protect, what he truly wished to be loyal to, was the race of Soul Beasts.
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