"I don't really believe it either. It's just that we don't doubt Fellow Daoist Ying's original intentions. But once news about Fellow Daoist Ying spreads, the other dragon clans may not necessarily believe that Fellow Daoist Ying is truly helping us wholeheartedly without any ulterior motives."
Wen Yidao shook his head and gazed blankly into the distance. "I suppose we'll only know once the Grand Elder finds Fellow Daoist Ying."
Surging yellow sand surrounded them on all four sides, rising and falling like waves. Zi Luo, Wen Yukai, Wen Yufeng, and Mu Yebian—the four True Immortal-level dragons—moved through the dense sand much more slowly than before. At this moment, all four of them were breathing heavily.
A considerable amount of time had passed since they were saved by the projection clone of that mysterious dragon. They had watched with their own eyes as it was engulfed by the corpse fire of the Celestial Immortal-level corpse clan while shielding them as they entered the Golden Profound Stone Vortex, vanishing without a trace. After the six dragons entered the Golden Profound Stone Vortex, they were swept along by the turbulent currents within, and their originally powerful dragon bodies were tossed violently from side to side.
Among them, Wen Yucheng had been pierced by the exceedingly rare Hidden Stone Spikes within the Golden Profound Stone Vortex. He had died on the spot, and his dragon body had directly petrified.
As for Mu Yebianyun, he had already been wounded while fleeing the pursuit of the Headless White Corpses. His speed had greatly diminished, and so as not to drag down Zi Luo and the others, Mu Yebianyun had directly used a secret art to unleash his potential, forcibly raising his strength to the late True Immortal stage. He had inflicted the heavy loss of