"Other living beings in the Primordial World all dreamed of crossing the Dragon Gate and becoming members of the Dragon Clan."
"In truth, after becoming dragons, they merely ended up as food on someone else's plate."
"What an irony."
Caifeng could not help but shake her head with a cold laugh.
She had never held any favorable impression of the Dragon Clan.
If the circumstances faced by the two great races had not been exactly the same,
she would never have felt any sympathy for the Dragon Clan.
The hatred among the Ancient Three Clans had long since been deeply imprinted in her mind.
Now, that cowardly fellow had actually become so powerful.
Naturally, she was somewhat envious.
Meanwhile, the two Sages of Western Mount Sumeru watched the image of the giant dragon in the sky, their gazes carrying a trace of melancholy.
The two of them were powerful figures who had lived through the Longhan Calamity.
Naturally, they knew full well just how powerful the Ancient Three Clans had been.
Yet today, the Ancient Three Clans had become increasingly destitute.
Who would have thought that now,
the Dragon Clan would gradually show signs of rising from the dead by relying on the Human Race.
Naturally, this left them rather moved.
Of the two Sages, Sage Zhunti, the more shameless one, looked at the image of the giant dragon in the sky.
He could not help but speak.
"My ideal Buddha always feels as though it is missing something."
"If a few giant dragons could be added, that might be quite wonderful."
Hearing Sage Zhunti's words, the Guiding Sage of the West nodded.
"Let us see how many members of the Dragon Clan can still emerge in this Primordial World."
"If there are enough of them, our opportunity will