"Yue You? Old Ancestor?" Hua Rong was completely baffled.
He vanished from his secluded cultivation site in a flash and appeared behind the woman outside.
"Miss, why are you calling me Old Ancestor?" Hua Rong asked directly, puzzled.
Yue You froze, hurriedly turned around, and bowed to Hua Rong again.
"Yue You greets Old Ancestor."
Hua Rong was utterly confused. I asked why you called me Old Ancestor. What's with all this bowing?
"Yue You greets Old Ancestor."
"Miss, have you mistaken me for someone else?"
"Yue You greets Old Ancestor."
"..."
After quite a while, Hua Rong let out a breath. "Fine. Tell me, what do you seek an audience for?"
After hearing her account, he learned that during his countless years of cultivation, the outside world had changed enormously.
Now, they were even being oppressed by forces from other domains.
How had the Dragon Clan, once one of the foremost powers in the Source Forging Great World, fallen into such a state?
Where were the Senior? Where were all those supreme Dragon Clan experts?
Why had this happened?
What exactly was going on?
Countless questions flooded Hua Rong's mind, and he simply could not make sense of it.
However, Hua Rong had no time to dwell on it. Yue You had come to seek his aid in saving the entire Dragon Clan.
Even if he was not a legitimate Dragon Clan member of the Source Forging Great World, he had received the Dragon Clan's kindness—especially the Senior's great favor. He could never stand by and do nothing.
Without hesitation, Hua Rong swept up Yue You with a wave of his hand and appeared outside the Dragon Pool.
Outside, devastation stretched as far as the eye could see. The air reeked of blood. The once vibrant Dragon Clan had