As the strongest being beneath the gods on the Douluo Continent, Di Tian possessed an overbearing dragon might that could make even ordinary Limit Douluos tremble.
Before Di Tian, a ferocious beast like the Scarlet King, with only three hundred thousand years or so of cultivation, was no different from a ten-year soul beast. Either could be dealt with in a single slap.
That was why the other ferocious beasts generally followed Di Tian's lead. Only Xiong Jun, that thickheaded fool who never learned his lesson from a beating, had designs on his position.
"Di Tian, does our lord have another mission for us?"
The Scarlet King asked eagerly. He truly could not stand these little brats anymore. His crimson-gold fur was already smeared with quite a bit of filth.
Although every one of these cubs of unknown origin possessed an extraordinary bloodline, surely they should have felt at least some fear before a three-hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast like him!
Survival of the strongest was etched into the bloodlines of soul beasts, yet for some reason, these little brats were unaffected.
"Taking good care of these little ones is your mission. Scarlet King, I already told you: if anything happens to them again, you will no longer need to serve our lord. I will personally turn you into a soul ring and soul bone!"
Di Tian's brilliant golden dragon eyes, inherited from the Light Dragon King, blazed like the sun. His terrifying presence churned the surrounding space until it trembled.
Faced with Di Tian's murderous words, the Scarlet King obediently lowered his heads. He did not dare bristle before Di Tian. Although he too possessed powerful dragon blood, that was a burden rather than an advantage in Di Tian's presence.
After all, apart from their lord, Di Tian possessed the noblest