Seeing the other party's reaction, Ning Liu's last bit of doubt vanished.

The Silver Dragon King really exists!

And it should be right here.

However, Di Tian's reaction also raised new doubts in him.

Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian.

This is also the Dragon King, the real Dragon King.

Why does the mention of another Dragon King reveal such awe and fear, almost like that of a subordinate facing a monarch?

Is the difference between Dragon Kings really that vast?

It seems that this Silver Dragon King's status among the dragons is far higher than I imagined.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Azure Bull Python Daming, carrying Ning Liu and Xiao Wu, was completely dumbfounded.

Its enormous head remained frozen on the water's surface, as if it had forgotten to breathe.

It's all over, it ......

Only those three words echoed wildly in its mind.

It thought it had brought a special guest with a token to pay homage to the Lord.

But who would have thought that this guest would act unpredictably and immediately flip the table?

Judging from Lord Di Tian's reaction, it's as if someone has stripped him naked and thrown him out on the street.

What am I to you?

Letting the wolf into the house?

No, this is much more serious than letting a wolf into the house; I've invited in a tyrant who can destroy the house!

Da Ming had already begun to imagine his tragic end.

Will he be smashed into mincemeat by the Emperor's claw, or will his tendons be pulled out, his skin peeled off, and his snake gall used to make wine?

Just thinking about that scene made its blue scales turn white.

Just as Da Ming was lost in thought, Di Tian finally managed to break free from his extreme shock.

He couldn't let this topic continue, and he couldn't allow this earth-shattering secret to be leaked in any way!

"Buzz..."

A deeper and more suppressed power emanated from him than before.

This time, it's no longer just a simple spatial confinement.

The darkness deep within the cave surged forth as if alive, yet remained silent.

This darkness was not a physical entity, yet it was thicker than any wall.

It quickly enveloped the space within a radius of 100 meters, completely isolating the pool where Ning Liu, Xiao Wu, Di Tian, ​​and Da Ming were located from the outside world.

The sounds of wind, water, insects, and birds in the valley abruptly ceased at that moment.

The whole world seemed to have been muted.

After doing all this, Di Tian's cold, golden dragon eyes, which had once again hardened, locked onto Ning Liu.

"Now you can speak."

His voice was deep and hoarse.

"What exactly do you want from here?"

He had forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, but the tension in his tone betrayed his inner turmoil.

Ning Liu sensed the completely sealed-off space around him, his expression remaining calm.

He knew that the old dragon had been pushed to its limit.

“I told you, I have no hostile intentions.”

Ning Liu met Di Tian's gaze and said frankly,

"I'm here just to confirm some things."

"confirm?"

Di Tian sneered, and the wind pressure generated by his dragon breath made Xiao Wu's hair fly wildly.

"Now that it's confirmed, what's next? Reveal the Lord's news to the public, thus attracting the covetousness of the divine realm?!"

"You're overthinking it, senior."

Ning Liu shook his head.

"If I wanted to do that, why would I need to come to see you in person?"

These words caused the killing intent in Di Tian's eyes to pause slightly.

He scrutinized Ning Liu, trying to find a trace of lying on this excessively young human face.

Ke Ningliu's eyes were clear and open, without the slightest hint of evasion.

The killing intent in Di Tian's heart gradually faded, but his doubts deepened.

He remained silent for a moment, the only sound in the valley being his heavy breathing.

Ning Liu didn't urge him, but waited quietly. He knew that he had already taken the initiative in this conversation.

After a long silence, Di Tian seemed to have figured something out. He looked at Ning Liu and slowly spoke:

"How do you know about the Lord's affairs?"

That's the key issue.

Ning Liu smiled, but instead of answering directly, he changed the subject.

"I won't say how I know, but it should be dormant, and perhaps it's more than just dormant."

His gaze sharpened.

Am I right?

"Is she healing her...soul trauma?"

boom--!

If Ning Liu's mention of the "Silver Dragon King" had previously shocked Di Tian, ​​then...

At this moment, when Ning Liu clearly uttered the words "soul trauma," Di Tian felt his recently calmed state of mind collapse instantly, and the resulting turmoil was more intense than ever before.

His massive dragon head lunged forward, his golden dragon eyes almost touching Ning Liu's face. The emotions surging within were no longer shock, but a near-collapse of confusion and fear.

How is that possible?!

How could he know that?!

The Lord was severely injured in the great war of the gods and split into the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King.

The Golden Dragon King was sealed away, while the Lord led his remaining forces to escape to the Douluo Continent and fell into a deep sleep. Relying on the core energy of the Lake of Life, he has been painstakingly repairing the almost unhealable wounds of his soul for countless ages!

This secret is an even more crucial top secret than "The Silver Dragon King is here" itself!

Knowing that the Lord is here could perhaps be explained by some ancient secrets.

But the fact that the Lord was repairing “soul wounds” is completely beyond the realm of common sense!

This means that the human in front of us has an unimaginable understanding of the inside story of the war between the gods back then!

who is he?

Who exactly is he?!

Di Tian's mind went completely blank. Countless crazy thoughts exploded in his mind, but he couldn't form a single reasonable explanation.

Looking at Di Tian, ​​who was so close, whose golden dragon eyes were filled with storm and confusion, Ning Liu understood.

It seems I made the right bet.

The Ming Dynasty beneath him had completely given up thinking.

Soul trauma?

What is this?

It felt that it had heard more information in one day than it had in the past ten thousand years combined.

All it wants now is to bury its head in the lake and pretend it's just an ordinary rock.

This was no longer a situation that a small azure ox python could participate in.

When gods fight, little snakes suffer!