Wang Che: "…"
He looked at it in surprise.
Was there a need to make arrangements for its funeral now?
"By the way…"
The Super Illusion Dragon looked at the Silver True Dragon on the Soul Tempering Tree behind it, "Tell it to help me raise Little Silver."
"This…"
Wang Che hesitated.
"I don't have long to live. I can only live for a hundred years," the Super Illusion Dragon said calmly. "My body has long been corroded by the energy here. I'm not the Sky God Dragon. My body is not strong. What you see is only something I constructed with mental strength."
"As for Little Silver, it's the bloodline of my race. Since the Sky God Dragon can recover, it should be able to walk out of the Soul Earth in the future. Even if it can't, it will live longer than me. It will still help in this matter."
A hundred years was actually quite long for humans.
To the dragon race… It was a little short.
