With the Three Great Dragon Kings dead, Zi Yan, bearer of the royal bloodline, had firmly secured her position as Dragon Emperor.
The smoke of battle cleared, and sunlight on East Dragon Island pierced the lingering haze of energy, spilling over the reunited members of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan.
Elder Zhu Li tottered over to Zi Yan, holding out an ancient dragon-shaped jade seal in both hands. "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, this is our clan's treasured heirloom, the Ancient Void Dragon Seal. Only successive Dragon Emperors may wield it. At last, today I can return it to you!"
Zi Yan took the seal. It felt warm and smooth in her hand, and a familiar closeness stemming from her bloodline spread through her.
The nine dragons carved into the jade seal seemed to come alive. They let out a low rumble that faintly resonated with the Dragon-Phoenix Power within her.
"Thank you for your efforts, Elder." Zi Yan gripped the Dragon Seal tightly and swept her gaze over every clan member present. "From this day on, the people of the south, west, and north islands may move to the main island. All resources will be distributed centrally. Elder Zhu Li, please take the lead in organizing affairs on the three islands and ensure that those who relocate feel at ease."
"This old servant obeys!"
Elder Zhu Li bowed and accepted the order. He turned and immediately summoned the clan's key figures to begin making arrangements for the relocation.
The clan members in the plaza were still basking in the joy of victory. They gathered in small groups, discussing the fierce battle, and looked at Zi Yan and Xiao Ze with awe and gratitude.
An old dragon with a head of white hair and beard stepped forward and bowed deeply