The Dragon God, who had once looked down upon the Ten Star Systems and founded the Dragon God Realm, died just like that.
He died without a sound.
After realizing that the Dragon God's remnant soul had truly dispersed completely within Huo Yuhao's Niwan Palace, the three Dragon Kings suddenly felt that he would have been better off dying in the Dragon God War.
At least then, he would still have been the Dragon God of their memories, the one who had led the Dragon Clan to glory.
At least then, his fall would have been a defeat at the hands of the Cosmic Will, a martyr's tragic curtain call.
Rather than this: choosing, in his greed and madness, to strangle the Dragon Clan's only hope of revival with his own hands, only to leave behind not even the faintest echo and become an utter disgrace.
Neither the three Dragon Kings nor Di Tian had imagined that the Dragon King they had fought for would reveal such a contemptible nature in his final moment.
"Heh."
The Wind Dragon King's utterly untainted Dragon Soul let out a meaningless sigh, laden with endless sorrow.
Just then, the hazy, chaotic radiance surrounding Huo Yuhao as he floated in midair abruptly drew inward.
His tightly closed eyes opened at that moment.
His gaze fell upon the three Dragon Kings and Di Tian beside him.
"The truth behind the Dragon God War..."
Yet he had barely begun when he paused, something he rarely did. His brows furrowed slightly, as though he found it difficult to speak.
He felt that the Dragon God's motives... were far too absurd.
So absurd that voicing them might utterly shatter the last lingering hopes of these dragons, who had once revered the Dragon God as their faith.
Frankly, Huo Yuhao