Di Tian took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
He did not know why Gu Yuena had suddenly told him to search for treasure.
But he knew that no matter what the existence resonating with the Dragon God was, he had to confirm it.
Even if he could only look at it from afar.
Even if he could only confirm what it was.
Meanwhile, by the Lake of Life.
Gu Yuena stood where she was, her silver hair drifting gently in the wind.
She gazed in the direction Di Tian had vanished, and the complex light in her violet eyes gradually settled, ultimately turning into a deep chill.
"Golden Dragon King..."
She softly spoke the name, her voice so low that only she could hear it.
"Have you finally... been unable to hold back?"
No one answered her.
Only the waters of the Lake of Life gently lapped against the shore, making faint sounds.
Gu Yuena closed her eyes, feeling the faintly aching wounds within her body and the weak sense of rejection coming from the Dragon God's Heart.
It had been so many years.
From the moment the Dragon God fell, she had known that she was not the part he favored most.
The Golden Dragon King had inherited most of the Dragon God's power, as well as his madness, tyranny, and unyielding fighting spirit.
And she was merely the incarnation of kindness, merely the rationality and gentleness the Dragon God had separated out before his fall.
The Dragon God's divine consciousness had never truly looked at her.
Even though she had knelt before the Dragon God's Tomb for ten thousand years, even though she had tried countless times to communicate with that lingering remnant of divine consciousness, all she ever received was silence.