After a long battle between conflicting impulses, the Silver Dragon King compromised.
In her eyes, Di Tian was important, but the Soul Beast Clan served a greater purpose than he did.
The Dragon God had been cleaved in two by a single stroke of the Asura God's sword, splitting into the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings. What they had suffered was a wound to their faith, an injury that damaged their very origins.
No treasure or divine medicine could help. Only the power of faith and time could heal it.
That was why, even after resting and recuperating for so long, the Silver Dragon King still needed another ten thousand years to recover.
The Dragon God was the sovereign of all soul beasts and received all their faith.
Although the Divine Realm had severed the Soul Beast Clan's path to godhood, the soul beasts' faith had never ceased to exist.
Why was the Sea God's divine power so strong? Wasn't it because the vast population of sea soul beasts supplied him with an ocean of faith?
The Silver Dragon King had been using that faint power of faith to supplement Douluo Star's pure energy, repairing her origin little by little with the passage of time.
Di Tian's role in this was to provide Douluo Star's pure energy, as well as manage and protect the soul beasts.
Every beast tide Di Tian launched had her tacit approval. Soul Masters had hunted soul beasts ever since the profession first came into existence, without a moment's respite.
By now, the population of Soul Masters had grown enormous, and their ravaging of the Star Dou Great Forest had become increasingly severe.
Granted, launching a beast tide cost her many subjects, each one a living source of faith. But those losses were inevitable. Without intimidating