For the Kunpeng Clan, whether they sent out three Unity Realm experts or four was no big deal.
But for the True Dragon Race, after sending out three Unity Realm experts, only two would remain in their territory.
Peng Yuan knew the True Dragon Race's circumstances far better than anyone else.
After all, the Kunpeng Clan's main food consisted of members of the True Dragon Race.
If they did not understand this clan's strength in detail, how would they dare to attack it recklessly?
It was precisely because they had kept the True Dragon Race firmly suppressed that this True Dragon Race had never been able to grow stronger.
Otherwise, the True Dragon Race's strength would definitely have been enough to wrestle with the Phoenix Clan.
After all, in ancient times, the two clans had both been powerful lifeforms of the same level.
Back then, the True Dragon Race had been known as the Dragon Clan.
Now that they had arrived in the True Realm, the True Dragon Race had, in a way, inherited the Dragon Clan's complete legacy.
Otherwise, under the Kunpeng Clan's targeting, the True Dragon Race would only have declined even faster.
Even so, the fact that the True Dragon Race could now produce three Unity Realm experts was already proof of its formidable strength.
However, if all three of those Unity Realm experts fell in the Other Shore Sea of Blood—
those three dragon corpses would become the spoils of the Kunpeng Clan.
At that thought, a faint ripple stirred in the depths of Peng Yuan's eyes.
This Other Shore Sea of Blood Breakthrough Plan could very well bring the Kunpeng Clan enormous gains.
Even if they could not make the plan succeed, it would still achieve some of the Kunpeng Clan's objectives.
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