"Originally, after clearing out the fiends and monsters in the dragon tomb, I planned to witness the Dragon Lord successfully break through their realm to soothe a lifelong regret. Who would have expected heaven's will to fall short? A disaster tore a rift between the Raging Dragon Sand Domain and the dragon tomb, adding unexpected variables to the situation. I need to go and take charge personally, so I must leave this place in the capable hands of Brother Black Dragon."
King Jiudu bowed to Black Dragon and spoke.
"As long as the Dragon Lord can successfully advance, I am willing to lay down these old bones here without the slightest regret. There is no need to speak of favors." Black Dragon also returned a solemn bow to King Jiudu.
Once the grand formation connecting the Raging Dragon Sand Domain to the dragon tomb developed a rift and was no longer an ironclad whole, facing continuous external invasions, no one knew what specific events might unfold behind the scenes. The Dragon Lord's path of advancement truly had many more variables added to it. If external enemies were to launch a massive invasion, King Jiudu would likely never return from this journey.
"Ao Meng, listen to my orders. You will personally lead a tribe of clansmen into the dragon tomb." Seeing the Raging Dragon Sand Domain break open, the expression of the East Sea Dragon King shifted continuously. He decided to deploy the power of the East Sea Dragon Palace first. If they could eliminate the disaster before the celestial immortal army arrived, perhaps they could preserve the ancestral sacrificial grounds of the East Sea Dragon Palace.
Ao Meng wore an expression of bitter distress immediately. If it were not for Bing Wuxuan urging him so relentlessly, why would he have