When Kong Kong reappeared above the sea, the last True Dragon, who had been gravely wounded by him, had already been rescued by White Dragon Elder.
"Hahaha... Fellow Daoists, it seems my junior has won in the end.
"Thank you for yielding. We'll gladly accept those three Divine Treasures."
Above the void, Zhao Gongming laughed complacently.
At the same time, he secretly marveled at how powerful his junior truly was.
If they had been at the same cultivation level, Zhao Gongming admitted that he would not have been his junior's match.
Just look—this battle had beaten the Dragon Race into complete silence.
Nine Grand Luo Golden Immortals of the Dragon Race had come to seize the treasures, only to return empty-handed.
No matter how one looked at it, it was humiliating.
In truth, White Dragon Elder had only felt a little regret when the nine members of the Dragon Race were defeated and failed to obtain the Divine Treasures.
He was not angry.
They were merely three Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures. With a Sage stationed in the Dragon Palace, the Dragon Race was hardly lacking in such things.
Instead, White Dragon Elder was very interested in Zhao Gongming and Kong Kong.
One was a Quasi-Sage whose Foundation he could not see through, while the other was an Innate Sacred Being Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Judging from their words and actions, they did not seem to have a master-disciple relationship.
"Looks like these two have quite extraordinary backgrounds!"
White Dragon Elder muttered inwardly.
At the very least, there was probably a Peak Quasi-Saint standing behind them.
There was even a high likelihood that they came from another Saint Lineage.
Unwilling to offend the two people of unknown origins, White Dragon Elder forced a smile at Zhao Gongming and offered his congratulations.