In just five days, the three Dragon Islands that had been stirring up trouble announced their submission to East Dragon Island.
The territories that had split away also merged back into East Dragon Island.
Xiao Jin couldn't help sighing. This really is a fantasy world.
When your fists were big enough, that was the only truth that mattered. Who would bother playing those fancy games with you?
Not convinced?
Then go argue with my fists!
Fist techniques were techniques, and martial arts were the Dao. No matter what you wanted to say, take three punches first.
Three punches scatter the divided souls. Your Majesty, I am a law-abiding man.
A rebellion that had lasted for a thousand years ended just like that, in a haphazard fashion.
The price was that the souls of the Three Islands' Dragon Kings were directly extracted and obliterated between heaven and earth.
Zhu Kun had wanted to hang the three bodies in the void as a warning to the ambitious schemers who intended to split Ancient Dragon Island, but Xiao Jin persuaded him otherwise.
It wasn't that he feared Zhu Kun would be charged with insulting corpses. There were no judges here, and no one could try Zhu Kun anyway.
He simply didn't want the bodies of the three Dragon Kings to go to waste.
Just as he had expected, the South Dragon King's and West Dragon King's strength had both reached the Three-Star Dou Saint Late Stage.
The North Dragon King had even stepped halfway into the Four-Star Dou Saint realm.
Refining the three bodies into Puppets would guarantee at least Dou Saint-level existences.
Although the rules of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan required adult Ancient Dragons to be buried in the Dragon Tomb after death,
the current Ancient Dragon Clan followed Zhu Kun's