Ye Xiwen mused inwardly. It seemed the Crown Prince was not the sole ruler within the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan either. Take E'Ying from earlier—he clearly did not think much of the Crown Prince. They were both foremost figures among the younger generation. Their strength might differ now, but that was largely a matter of age. The road ahead was still long. There might be a considerable gap between them now, but in a few hundred years, or a thousand years, they would once again stand on the same starting line. By then, it was uncertain who would be stronger.
A martial artist's cultivation was a lifelong endeavor. Victory or defeat over a short span meant nothing. No one would brood over a temporary setback, much less those Heaven's Chosen. They would never submit because of it.
Although the Crocodile Crown Prince had already displayed a somewhat sole-supreme bearing within the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan, many still refused to accept him, especially the highly self-regarding experts of the clan.
Strife existed everywhere; it was merely a matter of scale.
Hidden amid the crowd, Ye Xiwen was utterly inconspicuous, looking entirely ordinary.
"Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan! Flying is forbidden ahead!" An exceedingly arrogant voice suddenly rang out from afar!
The numerous Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan experts looked up one after another. A group was flying over from the other side of the sea, and the moment they saw them, the expressions of the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan experts changed drastically.
They were a group with dark skin covered in densely packed, tiny black scales.
"Poisonflame Dragon Clan!" A Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan expert fixed the group with an icy gaze.
The Poisonflame Dragon Clan—Ye Xiwen immediately recalled them. Within the Yunxing Sea Territory, there were said to be three great sea