The East Sea Flood Dragon Clan did not send many people, bringing only about fifty or sixty.
Yet these fifty or sixty members of the Flood Dragon Clan were far from weak, with Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses making up roughly half their number.
Dozens of flood dragons raced through the sky, their massive bodies stretching ten thousand yards across the heavens with unmatched momentum.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Reaching Biyun Lake, the flood dragons transformed into human forms one after another, and Flood Dragon Crown Prince Long Teng was among them.
The leader of the Flood Dragon Clan was a tall, stern-faced middle-aged man draped in a python robe, radiating boundless majesty.
"Sky Devouring Dragon Emperor, a pleasure!"
"Brother Sky Devouring, trust you have been well!"
"Greetings, Brother Sky Devouring!"
Countless older-generation powerhouses cupped their fists in greeting the moment they saw this middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man was no ordinary figure. He was the younger brother of the East Sea Dragon King, the patriarch of the Flood Dragon Clan—the Sky Devouring Dragon Emperor.
Naturally, the strength of the Sky Devouring Dragon Emperor went without saying, having long reached the peak of the Ninth Layer Martial Emperor Realm and standing close to the Quasi-Emperor Realm.
"A pleasure!"
The Sky Devouring Dragon Emperor put on no airs, returning the courtesy by cupping his fists to the crowd.
Immediately afterward, the powerhouses of the Flood Dragon Clan descended upon a mountain peak, waiting for the arrival of Zhan Luan and Su Mo.
Presently, powerhouses from every renowned force in the Azure World had arrived, with the sole exception of the War God Hall.
The War God Hall was the faction to which Zhan Luan belonged, and it was likewise one of the Nine Human Race powers.
The overall strength of the War God