Mushrooms Crush a Dragon

Di Tian's gaze remained fixed on Lan Yu, but Lan Yu could see a trace of fear hidden deep in his eyes.

"Di Tian, do you still want to keep fighting? Or are you all planning to attack together?"

At any other time, Xiong Jun would have been spouting off already. But seeing Di Tian in such a miserable state, he did not dare utter a single word.

"If you intend harm toward our ancestor, then even if it costs me my life, I will stop you."

"Hm? Di Tian, have you misunderstood something? When did I ever say I wanted to harm the Silver Dragon King? I have no interest in that stupid dragon at all."

"What did you say? Cough, cough..."

Di Tian flew into a rage at once, aggravating his wounds and sending himself into a fit of violent coughing.

"Why are you so worked up? I was only stating a fact. You are an idiot too. In the future, the two of you nearly buried the entire Spirit Beast race.

Rather than letting you continue bringing disaster upon the Spirit Beast race, it would be better for them to submit to the Sage Lord of Fungi. At least then they could live comfortably."

Bi Ji caught the key point in Lan Yu's words. "You mentioned the future just now. Can you see the future?"

"Heh. If I said I could, would you believe me?

What if I told you that twenty thousand years from now, your master—the Silver Dragon King—would be stupid enough to marry the son of the person who possessed the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, yet had killed the Golden Dragon King himself?"

The moment Lan Yu finished speaking, dark clouds suddenly gathered overhead. Lightning churned within them, presenting a terrifying scene as though