The three figures flashed with immortal light, crossing billions of miles of waves in an instant and arriving at the heart of a sea region guarded layer upon layer by countless Dragon Clan elites.
No sooner had the immortal light settled than two Golden Immortal-level dragon figures streaked over like lightning, blocking their path. Though facing the pressure of three great powers, their eyes still held the Dragon Clan's innate vigilance and defiance:
"This is a forbidden region of the Eastern Sea! Stop where you are and withdraw at once!"
Their voices carried the might of dragon roars.
"Hmph."
East Prince stood with his hands behind his back, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the two Dragon Clan guards, as insignificant as fireflies in his eyes. His voice was not loud, yet it carried an authority that made hearts tremble:
"Have your Dragon King of the East Sea come out and meet me."
It was absolute condescension born of status and strength.
"Do you think His Majesty the Dragon King of the East Sea is someone you can meet whenever you please?!" one dragon guard roared, raising his head as the scales all over his body flared slightly.
They bore the Dragon Clan's last hope. They had heard that what they guarded was tied to cleansing away the karmic burden of countless ages and restoring their ancestral court!
"Hahahaha!"
East Prince was actually amused by the ignorance and fearlessness of these "ants." Turning to Xuanhuang and Wood Spirit Daoist, he said,
"Take a look, fellow Daoists. These karmic, sinful dragons still retain a little of their old foolish backbone."
His laughter was filled with disdain and mockery.
"Hmph! You're courting death!"
A vicious glint flashed through Daoist Xuanhuang's eyes as he looked at East Prince.
"Dao Brother, allow me to destroy