A Puppet To Be Twisted At Will?

Once word got out, the one condemned by thousands and spat upon by myriad scales would surely be him alone!

Who else would care that the situation was perilous, that survival and extinction hung by a thread?

All they would see was this: the Dragon Race had knelt—knelt before the Earthly Dao—

That alone was enough to nail the East Sea Dragon King to the pillar of shame, to let the tides batter him and the myriad demons curse him!

Had it been the three of them, they would never have dared bear such infamy, much less shoulder such crushing pressure.

Yet Big Brother had held his head high and stepped onto that dark path without retreating a single step.

The difference between them needed no words.

And precisely because of this, he could sit firmly in the East Sea Dragon Palace and become the true backbone of the Dragon Race.

That unyielding spirit of carrying the entire race upon his shoulders, of rather wronging himself than failing his people, was enough to make his three brothers stand in solemn respect and bow down in utter admiration.

Now that their hearts were united, a Dao oath was no longer humiliation, but rebirth.

In an instant, the wind turned warm, and a sliver of sky appeared through the clouds—

Within the Human Race Sacred Hall, the Four Sea Dragon Kings exchanged glances, and all hesitation vanished.

"I, the East Sea Dragon King!"

"I, the North Sea Dragon King!"

"I, the West Sea Dragon King!"

"I, the South Sea Dragon King!"

"Today, with the Four Seas as witness and our dragon souls as the bond, we lead the entire Dragon Race in submitting to the Earthly Dao! We swear to serve unto death and forever guard the Earthly Dao's borders; never to