They were getting ready to make a move against the Dragon Clan.
That was laughable.
Did they still think the Dragon Clan was the same as before?
The Dragon Clan of today was no longer what it had been.
And he was no longer who he used to be, either.
If Eastern Emperor Taiyi or Demon Emperor Di Jun had come,
he might have felt a little fear.
But among the Ten Great Demon Sages, there wasn't a single one he feared.
"Ao Guang, why aren't you kneeling before me?"
Ying Zhao had come with the intention of calling Ao Guang to account.
He even had the urge to go on a killing spree.
But he hadn't expected East Sea Dragon King Ao Guang to have such guts.
He actually no longer knelt when he saw him.
It enraged him beyond measure.
He almost wanted to kill the fellow right then and there.
At the same time, the boundless aura of heavenly might emanating from him pressed directly down on Ao Guang.
It seemed he wanted to make Ao Guang submit.
Yet, faced with this incomparable aura,
Ao Guang was no longer afraid.
The aura around him began to surge as well.
This damned fellow actually dared to swagger around in their East Sea?
In that case,
he would teach this Demon Saint a lesson and see what he could do.
At the thought,
the aura around him began to boil.
Now that he had become a true dragon and reached the Quasi-Saint realm,
how could he keep cowering before a mere demon?
In the past, before the proud Dragon Clan, this fellow would have been nothing but a lowly crawling bug.
But now the Dragon Clan had fallen into decline.
And this fellow was trying to swagger around on