"It's just tens of thousands of divine dragons, it's nothing..."

The old man said calmly.

"Master, if you compare you with that Dark Heavenly Dragon, whose bloodline is stronger?"

The boy in black asked with a smile.

"What does it matter if you are strong or not? If you lose something, you will gain more.

From today on, there will be no more dark dragons in this world..."

The old man said softly with lonely eyes.

The boy in black seems to understand.

"Let's go, there is no longer any sense of nostalgia here, and we will not come again!"

The old man took the boy's hand and entered the black altar. As the light rose, the two people disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!