"He actually managed to get this saber for you?"
Di Tian's voice surged with waves of disbelief.
From the very beginning, Di Tian's attention had been fixed on the long saber held across Snow Girl's hands. Even his dragon scales had unconsciously begun to vibrate with faint hums-that was the Dragon-Slaying Saber, the innate Magic Blade with which the Dragon God had once stood above ten thousand dragons and passed judgment on rebels among Dragonkind.
This saber had been formed from the Dragon God's horn. Without his tacit approval, even if an ordinary person managed to draw it and activate it, the rules he had left within the blade would lash back and grind them into ashes.
In Huo Yuhao's previous life, had the Tang Family not chosen the plan involving Lan Xuanyu, but instead made Tang Wulin devour Gu Yuena, or made the personality coaxed out of the Silver Dragon's soul directly refine the Golden Dragon King's bloodline to forcibly obtain the Dragon God's inheritance, they still would not have been able to use the Dragon-Slaying Saber.
Yet now, Snow Girl not only held it, but had defeated him with it.
Di Tian studied the cold light lingering around Snow Girl's fingertips, intimately connected to the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and his doubts instantly cleared.
As the captain of the Dragon God's personal guard, Di Tian immediately understood his intentions.
So His Majesty the Dragon God has approved of the path that boy has taken. Di Tian mulled this over, his brows drawing together on his resolute face. Joy rose from the depths of his heart, only for an equal weight of worry to press down upon it.
He was glad that the Dragon God had not bowed his head.
In the catastrophe at the God Star Ceremony all those years