Forest Sea Old Dragon's words—Jiang Wang had always taken in one part and let nine parts slip away. Even of that one part he heard, he believed every bit with suspicion.
This time was no exception.
The nine sons of the Middle Antiquity Dragon Emperor could each have their corpses refined into the Eternal Nine Garrisons after death, suppressing the Long River for ages.
That Ao Shuyi could be mentioned alongside them was itself proof of his strength!
As for some inferior dragon descendant—he could listen to that and leave it at that.
To have led part of the Aquatic Race into secession and stood against the Middle Antiquity Dragon Emperor, even if only in name, even if he had merely been pushed onto the stage by the Middle Antiquity Human Emperor, the Lieshan Clan, was no feat an ordinary figure could accomplish.
Not just anyone could serve as this puppet hailed as the "Common Lord of All Aquatic Races Under Heaven."
In the Present World led by the Human Race, cultivation constantly cast off the old and brought forth the new, while institutions were endlessly reformed and regimes replaced. The Mythic Era, the Immortal Palace Era, the Era of One Truth, the Flying Sword Era... history had thundered through one course after another, and the Human Race itself had never ceased changing. Yet Ao Shuyi had remained the Long River Dragon Lord throughout it all. Thrones changed beneath heaven, but the title of Lord of Waters never changed—how could that be achieved merely by "crying the loudest and kneeling the fastest"?
Though he dismissed it inwardly, Jiang Wang gave nothing away on his face. He quietly circulated Star Power and waited for Forest Sea Old Dragon to continue.
"Of course, he does have a little ability," Forest Sea Old