"Gu Yuan, it seems our struggle has only sewn a wedding gown for the Ancient Dragon Clan." Hun Tiandi watched the fierce battle in the sky with interest as he spoke regretfully to Gu Yuan beside him.
At those words, Gu Yuan's heart stirred, but outwardly he retorted, "As long as your Hun Clan doesn't get the Emperor Grade Nascent Pill, I have no objection even if the Ancient Dragon Clan takes it!"
"This Dragon Emperor strikes me as a domineering man too." Hun Tiandi gave a noncommittal chuckle, then looked up at Zhu Kun and continued, "His strength is no less than yours or mine, perhaps even a shade greater. Yet throughout our battle, there wasn't the slightest movement from the Beast Region. Only at the final, crucial moment, when we had both suffered, did he join in. That alone shows how deeply calculating he is. His becoming a Dou Di wouldn't necessarily be any better than mine."
"Besides, Gu Yuan, don't you truly want to see the sights beyond Dou Di?"
As Hun Tiandi's bewitching, demonic voice rang in his ears, Gu Yuan's eyes flickered. His heart was thoroughly swayed. Dou Di...
Back then, all five of them had stood at the Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint level. Xiao Xuan had even perished and brought his clan to ruin in pursuit of it. He and Hun Tiandi had secretly clashed for a thousand years over it. Of the Eight Great Emperor Clans, only half remained now, all because of those two words: Dou Di.
Now that the hope of becoming a Dou Di lay before him, he naturally could not watch Zhu Kun take it away.
"Heh, Nihility..."
Hun Tiandi had known Gu Yuan for a thousand years. A mere furrow of the man's brow told him what Gu