"Was this kid going to have that much guts in the future?"
In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Luomian stared in astonishment at the four-year-old child before him, whose buttocks were being rubbed by a healing Soul Master.
Yes, those buttocks were quite red. That boy Tianming had been a little too heavy-handed.
"Although I don't know what sort of god the Dragon God is, as the name suggests, he should be the god of the dragon race. To think this child Yu Tiansheng would dare point right in the faces of a group of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts and curse their god in the future. That's far too bold!"
"I just don't know what he meant about being dragged off by the Chaos God Tzeentch to become a slave after he died."
"The Four Chaos Gods... it looks like something major will happen on the Douluo Continent in the future."
Carefully recalling everything on the sky screen, Yu Luomian had a vague feeling that the future Douluo Continent would probably know no peace.
"The Chaos Gods... Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, Slaanesh."
"I wonder what path our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan should take in the future! But..."
Glancing again at Yu Tiansheng, who was rubbing his buttocks, Yu Luomian suddenly felt his heart fill with hope.
"Tiansheng knows so much in the future, and he's clearly very clever. He probably won't be too bad in reality, either. Keeping the clan safe shouldn't be a problem."
The matter of Yu Tiansheng digging up the clan's ancestral graves suddenly flashed through his mind, and Yu Luomian fell silent again.
"It... should be fine, right?"
"How is that possible?! The Divine Realm disappeared? Then what about the Angel God?! She manifested just a while ago!"
Qian Daoliu stared at the sky