When Wen Yan and Wen Tingdao led Jin Muhai, Jin Du, and the other dragons to retreat into the Sky-Shadow Clan's secret realm, the Void Beasts had already withdrawn and relocated elsewhere. They had failed to gain any advantage against the Sky-Shadow Clan and had suffered heavy casualties.
The group of dragons entered the Sky-Shadow Clan's secret realm without incident.
"Greetings, Dragon Lord!" Jin Muhai, Jin Du, Jin Ting, and Jin Tong—the four dragon powerhouses who had reached the Primordial Spirit Body realm—greeted Lu Xiaotian with excitement.
They had lived for so long, yet their clan had never produced a Dragon Lord. Now they were fortunate enough to meet one.
When they met Lu Xiaotian in person, they saw only a slightly thin man sitting cross-legged. There was nothing unusual about his aura.
And yet Jin Muhai and the others still felt as if they were gazing up at a towering mountain. Even Jin Tong, who was always arrogant, didn't dare act out of line.
They had traveled a great distance to retreat from the ancient city to this place, and the route had held its share of dangers. Covering such a vast distance, it had taken them years to bring everyone here.
Though Lu Xiaotian was in the Sky-Shadow Clan's secret realm, he could still control the situation in the ancient city, hundreds of thousands of miles away. Sometimes Wen Yan, Wen Tingdao, and the Three Sages of Fulong came to their aid; other times he personally used projection techniques. Each time, his intervention proved crucial.
To powerhouses like Jin Tong, such methods were inconceivable—not only to perform, but even to imagine.
The more unremarkable Lu Xiaotian seemed, the more unfathomable he appeared. At least to their eyes, the greatest oddity was that they couldn't sense anything odd about