"Tower Master, didn't you just say you'd only teach this once?"
Xuan Xiao rolled his eyes at the comment scrolling across the screen and shouted irritably at the Soul Tool.
"I said it once. Can't you watch the recording? Are you idiots?"
A row of ellipses instantly flooded the comments. Someone timidly replied.
"Tower Master, you're insulting people..."
Xuan Xiao ignored those lunatics and turned to Di Tian instead, narrowing his eyes as he examined the black dragon enduring the tribulation clouds below.
It had to be said that the Dragon Clan's vitality was absurdly strong. That bolt of heavenly lightning had struck him; calling it a scratch would be an exaggeration, but not by much.
Di Tian's thousand-meter body rolled within the golden lightning. His scales crackled and smoked from the strikes, yet those golden dragon eyes were filled with excitement.
However, this was utterly impossible to replicate. With the racial potential of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, he could have attempted the God-Ascension Tribulation after two hundred thousand years.
If he could have, who would have delayed until more than eight hundred thousand years?
It was all because of the Dragon God Edict. Soul Beasts had been strangled when it came to becoming gods, forced to endure until the edict was finally lifted.
Rumble!
The second bolt of heavenly lightning descended, three times thicker than the first. Golden lightning snakes twisted through the clouds like enraged giant pythons.
Di Tian showed no fear. With a flap of his dragon wings, he charged straight toward the heavenly lightning and took the blow head-on with his body.
Golden lightning exploded across him, blasting several scales away, but he did not even groan. Instead, a hint of enjoyment flashed through his dragon eyes.
Mu En and Xuan Zi were not so