For a time, The cabin brimmed with hatred like a rising tide...
Golden light surged in the eyes of the many Half-Venerables, and their dragon might could no longer be contained. It made the vessel's cabin hum faintly, while the light of the pearls swayed unsteadily.
After a moment, these cultivators were, after all, people who had weathered many storms. They forcibly suppressed their turbulent emotions and returned to cold composure.
The white-haired Half-Venerable elder spoke again, his voice steady once more.
"Is the clan-protecting Great Array ready to be activated?"
"It has long since been arranged." An elder responsible for communicating with the clan nodded. "The array foundations have all been activated, and the Spirit Stones have been filled. We only await the tiger shark army's approach..."
He gave a cold laugh. "We shall certainly give them a 'gift'... they will never forget for all eternity."
Another elder took up the words, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Better yet, make sure they come and never return."
At last, a sharp glint flashed through the eyes of the red-bearded Half-Venerable.
"If the timing is right... perhaps we can use this array to slay Sha Minghong before it."
"..."
Just as the Golden Flood Dragon Clan army, seething with Killing Intent, rushed back at full speed, determined to fight the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan to the death...
They had no idea that the eternal foundations of their clan, the profound reserves accumulated over countless ages, were facing a silent, yet far more thorough catastrophe—about to be completely emptied by someone!
At the same time.
In the depths of True Dragon Sea's abyss, within the Golden Flood Dragon Clan's supreme forbidden ground—
the deepest reaches of the Dragon Tomb.
Inside a vast, ancient stone hall permeated by a desolate and boundless aura,