En Route
"This is indeed a way. No matter how gifted Saint Alchemy Master Dongfang is, who knows how long it'll take him to reach the Golden Immortal level? As for the vice city lord of Nine Central City, he's a genuine Golden Immortal powerhouse. If Saint Alchemy Master Dongfang dies in the Dragon Tomb too soon, Heaven's Court will resort to even more aggressive measures. The Dragon Palace will inevitably be caught in the fallout. But if we merely keep Saint Alchemy Master Dongfang trapped inside the Dragon Tomb, we can instead delay Heaven's Court's efforts to save Xue Daoyuan. Back then, when Xue Daoyuan campaigned against the Kuiqing Sect, he also conscripted our dragon clan's elite forces. Not only did we suffer heavy casualties, he even falsely accused our dragon clan of shrinking from battle. That battle cost our Dragon Palace a huge number of elites—even my clan uncle perished in it. The cycles of Heaven are exact, and retribution never misses. Now it's time for him to repay that debt with his life."
Ao Shen's voice held no shortage of resentment as he spoke.
"Those who aren't of our race will always harbor different intentions. And it wasn't just that battle. Over all these years, how many elites has our East Sea Dragon Palace lost? In the last battle at the Tiansang Wasteland, my clan uncle's only son, Ao Guang, and our clan's expert Tuomusheng went forth and never returned. There's been no word of them to this day. They're most likely dead." Ao Zhan gritted his teeth.
"The dragon clan has fallen into decline. There's nothing to be done about it. The dead are beyond our reach, so focus on what's before us. Otherwise, even though we're dragons, we won't have an easy time in the