The Dragon Race's Formation Master was named Ao Quan, a Yellow True Dragon who had survived eight Saint Tribulations. Born a Yellow True Dragon, Master Ao Quan was favored by the Earth Law and had attained extraordinary mastery over it. He was also the finest Formation Master in the South Sea.
Fang Chen bowed slightly to Master Ao Quan and said respectfully, "I think this valley is a good choice too!"
Master Ao Quan smiled at Fang Chen. "Then let's build the Teleportation Array in this valley!"
"Sorry for the trouble, Master Ao Quan, and fellow Daoists," Fang Chen said.
Master Ao Quan laughed. "There's no need to be so polite, Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist. This is what we ought to do. You've done so much for the Dragon Race; it's only right that we help you in return!"
With that, Master Ao Quan swept a hand toward the other dragons. "Get to work!"
"Yes!"
The other dragons answered at once, then opened the dragon boat.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Huge stones flew out of the dragon boat, each engraved with countless mysterious Formation Runes. They came in all shapes, while the dragons resumed their true forms and used their claws to dig enormous holes in the mountains below.
The sight left Black Flame Saint and his companions stunned.
The dragons' immense bodies and the powerful auras pouring from them filled Black Flame Saint and the others with awe.
Though Black Flame Saint and his companions had become Saints, a vast gap still separated their strength from that of the dragons before them.
"So powerful!"
Black Flame Saint and the others could not help exclaiming.
Fang Chen stood before them, quietly watching the powerful dragons rebuild the Teleportation Array.
The Myna bird stood on Fang Chen's shoulder, watching without blinking. "Fang