"What happened?!"
"What is that divine light? It actually split the mountains and seas apart!"
"Damn it, could that be a demon clan technique? It's so powerful even Grand Unity Golden Immortals can barely withstand it!"
At that moment, inside the Crystal Palace, the dragons gazed toward the distance, their eyes filled with worry.
Farther out in the sea, battle raged without pause. The combat had torn through thousands of miles of seabed, turning underwater mountain ranges into basins and leaving countless ravines and shattered fragments in its wake.
A blue divine dragon nearly ten thousand zhang long swept across the sea. He looked into the distance and let out a furious roar.
"Roar!"
"Flood Dragon Clan, you're asking for death!"
That divine light had shaken him to his core as well.
But what made him even more uneasy was the crimson flood dragon facing him, nearly as large as he was. The creature's eyes were vicious, and in his hand was a long saber stained with dragon blood.
"Ao Guang, bring out the Dragon Clan's bloodline treasure! Unless you want to watch the East Sea Dragon Palace fall!"
He was no less uneasy himself, because that divine light wasn't their doing either!
The divine light shot across thousands of miles, tearing through swaths of sea and reducing them all to dust!
At the place where the divine light had erupted, Lin Changqing slowly closed his vertical pupils and let out a breath.
Thankfully, his plan had worked.
Even though the Ink Flood Dragon was at the middle stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, he had thought the Flood Dragon Clan could crush the East Sea Dragon Palace. That had left him far too relaxed.
He could never have imagined that someone like Lin Changqing existed, with a