After killing Ao Fang and the others, Li Yi returned to Penglai Island. Seeing that the island had barely changed, he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't bother setting up the formations again, but sat cross-legged on a huge boulder and rested with his eyes closed.
After making such a commotion, the Dragon Clan would surely hear about it soon. With so many Grand Unity Golden Immortals dead, it was easy to imagine their fury. They would definitely come seeking revenge.
Li Yi waited there for them, ready to turn the place into a river of blood!
The Dragon Clan's stronghold, the East Sea Dragon Palace!
"Bang!" A withered hand smashed a fantastical coral mountain to pieces. "The Eleventh Elder is dead? Who did this? Who?" The Dragon Clan's Ninth Elder, Ao Dian, roared at the cultivator who had come to deliver the news in the hall.
The cultivator kneeling below had a pale, ashen face and was drenched in cold sweat. His lips trembled as he said, "Not only was the Eleventh Elder killed, but Crown Prince Ao Fang and more than twenty Grand Unity Golden Immortals on Penglai Island also perished!"
"What!"
Furious, Ao Dian swept his sleeve. "Bang!" A massive stone pillar in the hall snapped in two. His eyes bloodshot, he demanded in a chilling voice, "Who was it?"
Ao Dian wasn't the only one enraged. The elders who had just received the message through a voice transmission also wore dark expressions, their fury surging. The entire hall was suffocatingly tense!
"Green Lotus Sword Master! It was Green Lotus Sword Master!" Under the elders' murderous stares, the cultivator who had brought the report answered without the slightest hesitation, trembling all over.
"It was him? Damn it!"
Ao Dian and the other elders knew that Ao