The Four Seas

Amidst the steep mountain peaks, Wang Ming stopped his continued flight.

His gaze swept over the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas who were blocking his path.

The magical power of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas was actually not very high, having barely entered the True Immortal realm.

Furthermore, their potential was already exhausted, leaving them with no chance of further advancement.

Although Wang Ming had overheard the contents of those old dragons' conspiracy, he was not narcissistic enough to truly believe they had traveled thousands of miles simply to deliver a wife to him.

To prevent them from harboring any ill intentions, divine mists instantly surged around Wang Ming, readying him to abruptly enter a combat state at any moment.

"You need not be nervous, Your Excellency. We all belong to the Dragon Clan and harbor no malice toward you whatsoever," the East Sea Dragon King took the lead in speaking, wishing to avoid any misunderstandings that might lead to a battle between the two sides, which would violate their original intentions.

Although the strength of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas was inferior to Wang Ming's, they did not believe they would suffer any major losses in a fight.

It was well known that the Dragon Palace was wealthy, and the four Dragon Kings naturally carried quite a few magical treasures on their persons.

Those magical treasures were sufficient to deal with any cultivator of the exact same realm as them.

Pity, however,

that while Wang Ming's magical treasures were not as numerous as those of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, they did not lose to them in the slightest when it came to quality.

"Since you harbor no malice, why block my path?" Wang Ming asked with a stern expression.

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