"Bastard!" Trapped in the fierce fighting and unable to break free, Venerable Immortal Slay-Dragon and the Starfire Palace Master were both grinding their teeth in fury. They had crossed paths with the East Sea Dragon King before, and he had always been deferential to them.
In the eyes of most people, the East Sea Dragon King merely looked like a Golden Immortal, but was really just a pitiful yes-man.
Yet now this very man had dealt them a mortal blow. The Dragon-Seeking Office's elite had been caught off guard, and their battle formation had been stabbed through from behind, leaving a gaping hole.
The other Dragon Wolf Riders, who had been circling on the right flank without charging in, saw the enemy beginning to fall into disarray. They immediately let out a long howl and surged forward like a whirlwind.
Though the deep sea placed many restrictions on the wolf riders, they had absorbed some of the dragon race's aura and naturally acquired a few of its traits. The restrictions the deep-sea dragon tomb imposed on them had also been reduced to some extent.
The Dragon-Seeking Office's elite were now attacked from front and rear. In the chaos, their ranks were torn to shreds.
Death spread at an astonishing speed.
Venerable Immortal Slay-Dragon and the Starfire Palace Master felt their hearts sink to the bottom. They no longer had time to resent the East Sea Dragon King; even getting themselves out of this quagmire had become a serious problem.
"Haha! The Bound-Dragon Venerable is already dead. You can all go down and keep him company!" The Black Dragon opened his mouth and spat out a soul-origin flying sword, which slashed down from above the Starfire Palace Master's head.
The Starfire Palace Master raised his left hand to meet it. A