The old Dragon King's eye twitched hard. Being mocked again and again by a little brat truly gave him the urge to flood Chentang Pass right then and there... But he quickly suppressed that impulse. No matter what, he was still a Dragon King with a post in the Heavenly Court. If he did such a thing, he would inevitably have to bear some responsibility afterward.
Now that there was clearly a way right before him to take revenge on the culprit without much effort, it was better to set such impulsive actions aside. But... where had the other one gone?
A trace of confusion flashed through the old Dragon King's eyes. Before coming here, he had already told his three brothers about Jiu Ming. After arriving, they had remained on guard against him, yet something was off. The other party had yet to show himself; only Nezha had come. Had he run away?
Uh... no matter how he thought about it, that was impossible. The other party's strength had already reached that level—how could he possibly flee?
His eyes shifted as the old Dragon King muttered to the Dragon King of the South Sea for a while. The Dragon King of the South Sea, a red dragon, nodded and silently slipped into the clouds. Sending the Dragon King of the South Sea to scout the surroundings was something the old Dragon King of the East Sea had considered beforehand.
Considering the immensely murderous flaming greatsword in Jiu Ming's hands, having the fire-aligned Dragon King of the South Sea seek him out would effectively counter Jiu Ming's weapon and prevent them from being restrained by it. Among those present, he was the most suitable for the task.
"What use is a sharp tongue alone? Today, you are destined to be