At that moment, Lu Xiaotian had the head of a dragon and the body of a man. He sat cross-legged in the void, precisely where the Dragon Ang-Tian Soul Liquid had previously served as the formation core.
One powerful dragon-soul fluctuation after another rippled outward in all directions.
Roars of dragons thundered forth in waves.
"What in the world is going on?" Bing Wuxuan frowned as he watched the surging Yellow Dragon Sand Domain. The yellow sand gathered into dragons, and their powerful, awe-inspiring aura frightened the various sea-demon races roaming the nearby waters into hurriedly retreating. They feared that if they escaped too slowly, something terrifying was about to happen in the East Sea Dragon Tomb.
Bing Wuxuan had originally intended to stand ready to receive Bing Wuya at any time, but the changes in the Yellow Dragon Sand Domain had disrupted the Ice Shadow Race's entire plan.
At this point, all he could do was summon Ao Meng, the local, and question him.
"This—this junior truly doesn't know." Ao Meng stared at the raging Yellow Dragon Sand Domain before him, utterly dumbfounded.
The East Sea Dragon Palace had many records concerning the Raging Dragon Sand Domain, but there had never been such an anomaly. There was simply no way to judge the situation before them using past experience or the ancient texts.
"Is that so? The Dragon Tomb is the most important place in the East Sea Dragon Palace. Aside from the East Sea Dragon King, there are few in the palace whose status can compare with yours. How could you not know about the change in the Raging Dragon Sand Domain?" Bing Wuxuan let out a cold laugh.
"If this junior speaks even half a falsehood, may Heaven send down calamity and let me die directly beneath