After Old Ancestor Kunpeng and Old Ancestor Cang Qiong left, Li Yi directly pulled the Azure Flood Dragon out of the deep sea and opened a new cave on the iceberg!
"I've already attained the Great Unity Golden Immortal realm. It's time to gather all my willpower into a sarira!" Li Yi pondered for a moment, then got to work. Thanks to the Main Body's experience, condensing the Will Sarira didn't take long. Three days later, he had succeeded.
"Hmph, Dragon Clan! The day I return to the East will be the day I take my revenge!" Li Yi didn't rush off to fight the Dragon Clan. Instead, he settled down in the Northern Darkness to consolidate his realm.
While Li Yi was immersed in consolidating his realm, a hidden hand began to emerge within the three tribes.
"Who are you, to dare attack an elder of the mighty Dragon Clan?" Ao Kong, the Dragon Clan's Seventh Elder, watched the mysterious cultivator before him with utmost caution. Almost entirely shrouded in black mist, the figure made cold sweat run down Ao Kong's back. This person was terrifying—he had approached without making a sound. If Ao Kong hadn't suddenly felt a pang of alarm and dodged in time, he would probably have already been killed!
"Heh heh! You'll find out my name soon enough." Two blood-red beams shot out from the black mist, and a giant black hand reached for Ao Kong!
"What!" Ao Kong was horrified. He tried to dodge, only to discover that he had been sealed in place and couldn't move at all. He could only wait helplessly as the black hand seized him.
In an instant, the giant black hand pulled Ao Kong before the mysterious cultivator. "Heh heh! You'll be the first subordinate to help me