"Ancestor, this absolutely cannot be allowed to happen."
The young members of the Dragon Clan before them were still putting on a masterful performance, their expressions as mournful as if they were weeping blood.
But the same old saying applied: these Old Monsters had walked more roads than these juniors had eaten grains of salt. Thus, they still questioned Long Shuangxue alone.
And Long Shuangxue's answer contained no personal emotions, which was why the ancestors were truly willing to take it into consideration.
"Shuangxue, you will handle this matter.
Whether it is war or peace, us old fellows will all listen to you alone.
Rest assured, whether the heavens collapse or not, my East Sea Dragon Clan can still bear this much."
The ancestor's voice rang out once more. "As for peace, go speak properly with the Human Race and Qin Jiuge. We old fellows, meanwhile, will properly discuss matters with the Heavenly Dao of this world and see whether there is a place for our Dragon Clan to stand."
"Our Dragon Clan may even become a part of this world's coexistence, just like the Human Race before us—sharing glory and disgrace, prospering together and suffering together."
The moment these words were spoken, the East Sea Dragon Clan's intentions were laid bare.
They intended to follow in the Human Race's former footsteps, seize a leading position in this world, and only then would they truly stand on the same starting line in the eyes of heaven and earth.
Rather than being utterly unequal from the very beginning.
"Long Shuangxue, you still dare come to our Human Race?
Without even giving notice, isn't that going too far?"
At this moment, high above the inner city of Chaos Main City, beneath a sky washed as blue as jade, Lei Wuchang, Fahai, Monk