Di Tian Caught Between Two Silver Dragon Kings! One an Inactive Lord, the Other Fighting for the Soul Beasts

Di Tian's words were like floodwaters bursting through a dam, impossible to hold back.

"An extra set of memories has appeared in my mind."

"There was a demonic aura spreading everywhere, a fate of sinking into illusions and slaughtering one's own kind."

"And there was being awakened by my lord, waging war against humanity, only to face the majesty of the Creator God and witness the destruction of an era with my own eyes."

His voice rose higher and higher, his words coming faster and faster.

On that face, usually as still as an ancient well, there appeared an almost fanatical reverence.

"In the Tenth Era, under my lord's leadership, we turned ourselves into a Life Forbidden Zone and suppressed the Angel and Sea God until they dared not raise their heads."

As he spoke, his eyes shone.

Gu Yue had never seen that light on his face before.

It was reverence for a great leader, born from the depths of his soul.

Di Tian seemed to still be immersed in those memories that had suddenly flooded into his mind.

He went on and on about the great achievements of the Silver Dragon King from another timeline.

Every word was like a tiny hammer striking Gu Yue's heart.

Then, he met Gu Yue's gaze.

That gaze was cold.

Not the kind of cold filled with killing intent.

It was a deeper cold, like lake water sealed beneath ten thousand years of ice.

Di Tian's voice came to an abrupt halt, as if someone had seized him by the throat.

He opened his mouth, suddenly realizing what he had just said.

Cold sweat instantly poured down his forehead.

"Then..."

Gu Yue spoke slowly, her voice soft—so soft it was like a feather landing on ice.

"If I were to become enemies with her, would you still follow me, this—"

She paused, and a smile without warmth curled at the corner of her lips.

"—Soul Beast ruler who holds the position yet does nothing?"

Di Tian knelt on one knee, cold sweat streaming down from his temples.

"I wouldn't dare... I wouldn't dare. This subordinate is utterly loyal to my lord. How could I dare betray you?"

His voice lacked conviction.

Because even he was unsure how much of that statement was true.

Those memories were still replaying in his mind—

In the Tenth Era, that Silver Dragon King had led the Soul Beasts in turning themselves into a Life Forbidden Zone, becoming enemies with the Primordial Creator God.

What grandeur. What dominance. What overwhelming magnificence.

That was the true ruler of the Soul Beasts in his heart.

As for the one before him...

He did not dare think any further.

Gu Yue looked at him, and an imperceptible weariness flashed through her eyes.

Of course she knew what Di Tian was thinking.

She understood him too well.

This Beast God's loyalty to the Dragon God was carved into his bones.

But the more loyal he was, the more disappointed he would be by her inaction.

The other version of herself had done what she wanted to do but had not dared to do, becoming what she had wanted to become but failed to become.

It was perfectly normal for Di Tian to waver, to yearn for that.

But understanding was one thing. Accepting it was another.

"Wait, my lord. The 'she' you mentioned, could it be..."

Di Tian suddenly reacted. He raised his head, his gaze passing over Gu Yue's shoulder toward the glass door that had long since closed.

An absurd guess exploded in his mind, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

No way.

That World-Destroying Dragon that had blotted out the sky in the illusion, fighting the Creator God alone—

Could it be the same existence as that little milk dragon in the young man's arms, fat as a ball and weaker than even a hundred-year Soul Beast?

It felt as though someone had viciously stabbed Di Tian in the heart.

Was this the price of opposing the Creator God?

Those memories that had suddenly entered his mind only lasted until the early days of the Tenth Era before abruptly ending.

He had not witnessed that divine war that set one's heart racing.

He had only heard—

Heard that, in order to protect the Soul Beasts, his lord had challenged that indescribable existence.

Heard that she had exhausted the power of the entire world merely to injure one of that figure's fingers.

Heard that she had lost.

Lost completely. Lost cleanly and decisively.

But he had never imagined that the ruler of the Soul Beasts would fall so low as to become a pet in a human's hands.

Di Tian's fingers trembled slightly.

Not from fear, but heartache.

"My lord..."

He raised his head, looked at Gu Yue's gloomy face, took a deep breath, and gathered his courage.

"If that truly is you from another timeline, I don't think we necessarily have to be enemies."

He weighed every word, trying to make his voice sound sincere and loyal.

"Although that lady lost, she fought for the Soul Beasts."

"She poses no threat to us—she is too weak now, so weak that she cannot even protect herself."

"But her memories, her experience, and her understanding of the Creator God are all things we need. If we can win her over, perhaps we can—"

"Impossible."

Gu Yue turned around, a faint silver glow emerging in the depths of her eyes.

"There can only be one Silver Dragon King in this world."

Her tone allowed no doubt, as if she were declaring an iron law.

"Na'er and I are like this. She and I are also like this. We are destined to merge."

Di Tian opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But when he met Gu Yue's cold dragon eyes, he ultimately swallowed the words back down.

He wanted to say that lady was already so weak, weaker than even a hundred-year Soul Beast.

What threat could she possibly pose to you?

What could she possibly merge with?

What could she possibly fight for?

But he did not dare say it.

He feared that the moment he spoke, he would reveal the wavering he could no longer conceal.

Gu Yue raised a hand and rubbed her throbbing brow.

She had received too much information today.

The world-destroying battle in the illusion, the appearance of another self, the subtle change in Di Tian's attitude, and that fluctuation of fate that instinctively put her on guard.

She needed time to sort it all out.

"What concerns me is not her."

Her voice lowered, carrying a trace of wariness that even she had not noticed.

"It is why she became like this."

If it was merely a side effect of crossing timelines—

Jumping from one timeline to another, causing her cultivation to plummet and her body to regress—then that would be understandable.

Crossing timelines was already a taboo among taboos. No price would be strange.

But what if it was not?

What if that existence had acted?

The final scene from the illusion surfaced in her mind once more.

That figure drifting above the River of Time, light beyond every color burning behind it.

With a single glance, it froze heavenly disasters, stopped time, and reduced an entire era to nothing in an instant.

If the one who had turned her other self into this state was that Creator God—

If that expressionless young man holding the silver dragon was that being's incarnation—

Gu Yue's fingers curled tight unconsciously.

She remembered the fortune that had been draining away.

Over the past few days, the fortune of the Soul Beasts had continued to decline at a slow yet irreversible pace.

Yet no matter how she traced cause and effect, she could not find the source of that loss.

That corrosion came from an existence of an unimaginably high rank.

The Creator God.

Did a Creator God truly exist in this world?