Temporary Settlement, Zi Yan's Call

Upon hearing this, Mang Tianchi's eyes flashed with a sharp glint before returning to calm, and a trace of understanding appeared on his face.

Though a flicker of doubt passed through his heart, he immediately understood that this matter must involve core secrets of Ancient Dragon Island that they did not wish to disclose.

After all, he was an outsider. No matter how close he was to Ancient Dragon Island, that invisible boundary of differing positions would always remain. Some matters were difficult for those outside the clan to fully understand, nor was there any need for him to overstep his bounds.

With that thought, Mang Tianchi merely nodded calmly and did not press further, turning his gaze once more toward the vast void where the fierce battle had just taken place.

Under Man Yan's furious roar, the Dragon Armor Army of the Three Islands barely managed to steady themselves before flooding, as miserably as a receding tide, into the ever-expanding spatial rift.

Their sorry, disheveled retreat only further roused the fighting spirit of the East Dragon Island members, every one of them looking ready to pursue without mercy.

Hei Qing could no longer hold himself back. He took the lead, his claws tearing through chaos as he gave chase like a streak of purple lightning.

Each roar he unleashed was accompanied by a piercing dragon's cry, while his curses boomed through the void like thunder. "You pieces of trash, don't even think about running! Do you dare fight Lord Hei for another three hundred rounds?!"

Brilliant purple light burst from the dragon scales covering his body. The fury he had suppressed under the allied forces' combined assault had now transformed entirely into an uncontrollable viciousness.

The other guards followed close behind like arrows loosed from the bow. Their black