Bab 1536: A Confidence of 50%

Right now, he believed Duan Ling Tian's words by 70 to 80%.

After finding out that his son had most likely died after entering this pagoda out of greediness, he only had sorrow in his heart and bore no hatred.

After all, he could not hate a tower, could he?

"Yong'er, don't tell me that you're actually so unfortunate? If you didn't die and managed to get the legacy that was passed on by the Sword Saint, Feng Qing Yang, you would've definitely been able to return to the dragon clan forcefully with a strength that could dominate the entire dragon clan. What a pity! What a pity! Looks like God is jealous of your talents!" Di Jue roared in his heart soundlessly. He was depressed over the fact that he had lost a son who had died a vain death.