"No matter what price I have to pay, I will not hesitate!"
Hearing this, Chen Mo was secretly shocked.
Even forced into such a desperate situation, Sikong Che still refused to give up struggling; this almost twisted obsession sent a chill down one's spine.
Zhu Jiuyou merely watched him coldly and said indifferently, "Since the Dragon Clan's lifespan is so long, then why is your race now withered and dying out, leaving only me, a single pure-blooded True Dragon between heaven and earth? Yet the Human Race you call weak has only grown more and more prosperous?"
"This…" Sikong Che was momentarily at a loss for words.
