Frozen Sea.
After days of raging waves, they finally subsided.
Spring Plow slowly approached the tidal prison, hands clasped behind his back as he looked at the man with only a breath left in him.
The weather over the Frozen Sea had been exceptionally harsh these past few days.
For a fourth-rank transcendent with a domain, it should not have been much. But Red Dragon had been trapped within the authority of the tides. After the last brutal battle, he did not even have the strength to spread his domain.
Days of storms had torn open every wound on Red Dragon's body.
"Red Dragon, let me tell you some good news."
Spring Plow Saint smiled. "The Ancient Text Society has agreed to all of the Holy City's demands... What a surprise. I thought they had already abandoned you."
His loose hair had been drenched by seawater and hung over his face, concealing his features.
Red Dragon's voice was extremely hoarse.
Storm God's Throne said flatly, "Whether you live or die will depend on who buys you."
The transaction with the Ancient Text Society would be delayed.
To Storm God's Throne, the deal Red Dragon proposed was far better than obtaining two batches of resources.
This was a good thing.
Because underhanded tricks like using a deal to trap and kill someone could only be used once!
Storm God's Throne had issued a decree to Spring Plow Saint, conveying his wish to keep Lu Li and use her for himself...
Red Dragon raised his head and looked at the tides circling around him. He suddenly asked, "I can die. I can die in Central Continent, in the Frozen Sea, anywhere... But if I am destined to die, why not let my death have some value?"
Lu Li said hoarsely, "This is