After Di Wen and Tiangong left the hall, the stern expression on Ao Hong's face gradually faded. He had not truly wished to disgust these two veteran True Lords at such a time, but the Dragon Lord had ordered him to do so.
Even he, someone who had remained by the Dragon Lord's side for years, could not make sense of the current situation. Lately, he often recalled the days when he and Wang Ping had stirred up storms on Central Continent Star. Though they had been constrained in countless ways back then, he had at least been able to fully express his own ideals.
But now...
Thinking of this, Ao Hong shook his head forcefully. Then his body transformed into a dragon's form, pale blue radiance flowing around him. He easily parted the motionless seawater before him and dived toward the deeper reaches of this boundless sea.
The farther down he went, the thinner the light became. The surroundings were gradually swallowed by a deep, almost eternal dark blue. Yet the darkness here was not deathly still; instead, it brimmed with vast vitality and energy.
Before long, the Water Spirit Qi grew so dense it seemed tangible. Like liquid sapphires, it tightly wrapped around Ao Hong's dragon body. Every opening, closing, and sway of his dragon scales stirred up streaks of Spiritual Light.
Suddenly, the pressure surged. Yet to a True Dragon's body, it was as gentle as a soothing caress. Incomparably pure water spirit power seeped in through every opening, nourishing the spiritual veins within him.
The surroundings were silent. Now and then, enormous hazy shadows drifted through the deep darkness far away. They were marine creatures naturally born from the dense Water Spirit Qi of this place. Sensing Ao Hong's pure dragon aura, they all retreated in