The enormous dragon soul writhed violently in midair, his already illusory azure-gold scales growing even more distorted as his emotions spiraled completely out of control.
"That bastard was a complete madman from the very beginning!"
Dialga's voice no longer held its initial world-worn composure. Instead, it carried an almost deranged hysteria that echoed repeatedly throughout the mental space.
"I saw it long ago-there was something fundamentally wrong with his head!"
Huo Yuhao stood where he was, watching this supposedly exalted Dragon King roar like a bitter wife gone berserk, and raised his brows slightly.
He was in no hurry to interrupt the outburst. He simply maintained the surrounding space-time membrane in silence, allowing the violent mental fluctuations to sweep past him.
"That was the day the entire Divine Realm had its best chance of ascending into a God Star!"
The dragon soul twisted violently in midair, as though he had returned to that bloody, brutal battlefield, making even the surrounding space tremble.
"We were just a hair's breadth away from breaking through the barriers of the established laws once and for all!"
"But at that exact moment, the powers of destruction and creation inside that old madman fell completely out of balance!"
Amid Dialga's broken, sometimes incoherent howls, Huo Yuhao rapidly sorted through the scattered information in his mind.
As one of the Nine Great Dragon Kings who had split directly from the Dragon God Origin back then, this Time Dragon King had felt an instinctive aversion toward his nominal father from the moment of his birth.
In his eyes, the Dragon God, who wielded the powers of creation and annihilation, was no great deity protecting his people, but a powder keg that could explode at any moment.
That profoundly unstable way of thinking was