Candle Dragon looked at Ancestral Dragon before him. Even with Candle Dragon's cultivation, his eyes reddened slightly.
An indescribably powerful sense of security surged into his heart like a tide, making his voice tremble.
"Big Brother..."
Hearing the call, Ancestral Dragon immediately revealed a warm, kindly smile. He nodded gently and replied, "I have returned. You have suffered these past days."
Then he slowly turned his gaze toward Primordial Phoenix beside him. With a trace of apology and sincerity in his eyes, he asked softly, "Primordial Phoenix, what happened this time was indeed not the Dragon Clan's intention. But now that things have come to this, what must we do for you to let go of the past and cease pursuing the matter?"
Primordial Phoenix immediately laughed at that. "Cease pursuing it? You make it sound easy. The Phoenix Clan lost a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal completely and utterly! Where did you get the nerve to ask the Phoenix Clan to forgive you, Ancestral Dragon?"
As she spoke, Primordial Phoenix grew more and more agitated, even raising her voice several notches.
"If I truly agreed to your request, how would the Phoenix Clan's subordinate races look at me?!"
Ancestral Dragon fell silent at once.
Indeed, as Primordial Phoenix had said, Primordial Origin Golden Immortals stood at the peak of the Primordial Wilderness. Among all three clans combined, there were fewer than ten of them.
Such a loss was an immensely grave blow that any race would find difficult to bear.
For a moment, the atmosphere fell into deathly silence, as though even the surrounding air had frozen solid.
At that moment, First Qilin, standing beside Ancestral Dragon, also bowed to Primordial Phoenix and tried to persuade her. "Fellow Daoist Primordial Phoenix, I know you are furious, but for the sake