When Dilama heard Zhang Fan ask him to make the trip, he burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Little bug, the time has not yet come for us to meet."
That answer confirmed Zhang Fan's suspicions. It seemed Dilama was sealed away too. He could not get out, and Zhang Fan could not get in.
Still, as long as he could obtain the Divine Artifact, nothing else really mattered. In any case, every decision would have to wait until he met the Western Realm Great Emperor.
"Forget it, then. But what do you think about the Dragon Race's Divine Artifact, Lord Dilama?"
Dilama remained silent for a long time before saying, "Our Dragon Race does indeed possess a Divine Artifact from the Vitter Universe, but it is not one of the three lost artifacts. I'm afraid it would be of little use to you."
"Not necessarily. Your goal is to defeat the Western Realm Great Emperor, while I'm merely helping you. Previously, you offered the Milky Way's location and the seal as your terms. Now I've already found it and broken the seal. What reason do I have to keep helping you?"
Zhang Fan's blunt admission made Dilama laugh. "You're very direct. But don't forget that our Dragon Race rules tens of thousands of galaxies. Could your lone Milky Way withstand us?"
Zhang Fan showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he smiled. "Lord Dilama, if you'd tried to scare me a few hundred years ago, I really would have been afraid. But now? I don't think the Dragon Race can threaten me anymore."
When Dilama said nothing, Zhang Fan continued, "Besides, although your Dragon Race has helped me, the Western Realm Great Emperor has treated me well too. Why shouldn't I choose him instead of the Dragon Race, which is still threatening me