The North Sea Dragon Palace.
Fighting had been breaking out there throughout this period.
Besides the many factions on the Northern Mang mainland, the waters of the South Sea were far from peaceful, with bloody battles a frequent occurrence.
Lately, Lü Wenbin, the third prince of the South Sea Dragon Palace, had been deeply troubled.
Their South Sea Dragon Palace was facing an enormous crisis.
An evil dragon had recently arrived in the depths of the South Sea, seizing vast swaths of territory, repeatedly defying the Dragon Race's rules, and even injuring their people.
After several clashes, the Lü Clan's South Sea Dragon Palace had actually proved no match for him.
Finally, Lü Wenbin's father, a dragon king of the South Sea, proposed a truce. As long as the other party left their territory alone, they could coexist peacefully.
They had even ceded a stretch of territory in the end, but the evil dragon refused. He wanted to dominate the entire hundred-thousand-mile expanse of the South Sea, including the Lü Clan Dragon Race.
With negotiations failing, they had fought time and again, but the Lü Clan Dragon Race could not withstand his attacks. During today's all-out assault, their impending defeat had become increasingly apparent.
As Lü Wenbin surveyed the chaos around him and their retreating forces, his face grew ever paler. He knew the South Sea Dragon Palace probably could not hold out.
"Son, take our people and flee! We're no match for this evil dragon!"
Nearby, the South Sea Dragon King swept his tail, sending the evil dragon reeling back, then turned his enormous head and called out in a deep, powerful voice.
"No, Father! I'm not leaving! I'll live or die with the Dragon Palace! I'll die alongside you!"
Lü Wenbin's eyes reddened as he spoke.
"Listen to