Hong Yun: I Am Hong Yun in the Primordial Wilderness, and I Trade My Saint Position for a Wife at the Start-Chapter 223

If Taiyi hadn't wanted to bring the Dragon Clan completely to heel, rather than drive them off or slaughter them all,

the Dragon Clan might already have lost.

Seeing the despair in Ying Long's eyes,

Candle Dragon consoled him.

"Ying Long, you're one of the few among the younger generation of the Dragon Clan to have reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm."

"The future of the Dragon Clan may depend on you!"

"You mustn't act so recklessly again."

"You have to consider the bigger picture!"

Candle Dragon coughed a few times, then looked up at the bodies of the fallen Dragon Clan members floating on the sea.

A trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes.

He had witnessed scenes thousands of times more harrowing than this. Right now, he only wanted to preserve as much of the Dragon Clan's strength as possible.

And wait for the future!

"Gather the bodies of our clansmen."

"Those who died fighting for the Dragon Clan deserve to rest in the Myriad Dragon Cave."

Ying Long nodded glumly.

He was about to leave and organize the clansmen to gather the bodies.

Just then, Candle Dragon spoke softly to Ying Long's retreating figure.

"Perhaps..."

"There may still be a chance to turn things around..."

Ying Long spun around, his eyes gleaming.

"Really?"

Candle Dragon nodded.

"Hold on a little longer. Hope is just around the corner!"

What Candle Dragon meant, of course, was that Ancestral Dragon had gone to seek help.

Seeing Ying Long's hope rekindled, however faintly,

Candle Dragon sighed inwardly.

"Big brother... help the Dragon Clan once more!"

"Don't let the children suffer any longer..."

"Sigh. I wonder what this Hong Yun is really like, for big brother to speak so highly of him."

"Hong Yun... can he really save the Dragon