To have laid out a situation like this, the Six Extremes Dragon Hall likely had a Dragon Lord among its ranks, and one whose strength was far from ordinary.
There was no need to speak of the Four Seas Dragon Palaces' predicament. Under the crushing pressure of the Immortal Realm, they could barely hold their heads high, and their standing was inferior even to that of many members of the Demon Race. The Dragon Palaces were still oppressed by the surrounding sea-demon clans, and minor clashes were frequent.
The air in the Desolate Sea was chaotic, making it unsuitable for Immortal armies to stay for long. The Demon Race forces here were far stronger than elsewhere, and had never submitted to the Heavenly Court's rule. This had given the Dragon Race some room to survive.
Still, the Dragon Race's situation in the Desolate Sea could hardly be called good. They still had to break themselves into smaller groups. Once a clan grew to a certain size, it had to split itself up, lest it grow too prominent and draw unwanted attention.
Thus, every so often, the Heavenly Court of the Four Directions sent out a force to purge the Desolate Sea. A few might slip through the net, but every purge was a calamity for the dragons of the Desolate Sea.
Without a stable organization or enough powerful figures to hold down the fort, they had no way to contend with the Immortal Realm. The same story had played out countless times in the Desolate Sea. As the years passed, the bloody slaughter here simply went on repeating itself.
Only around the opening of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield had the scale of events grown far beyond anything before. The Desolate Sea's aura had grown even more complex, while the Heavenly Court