Hold On a Little Longer-Leave the Rest to Me

Yao Wan's voice rang out through the void at just the right moment. Empowered by the soul force of her perfected Heavenly Soul, her voice spread across the entire expanse of East Dragon Island in an instant.

"Urgh...!"

Saint Gen no longer retained his earlier composure. His face turned ashen as he staggered several steps back. The Flame of Ash Annihilation covering his body was impossible to extinguish, leaving him no choice but to endure its continued burning.

The massive mountain that had remained sturdy even after Yao Wan's stone hammer had chipped it now lost its former immovability.

He lowered his head slightly and spat out blood that scorched his throat, only to see the blood in his hand rapidly turn to ash beneath the burning Flame of Ash Annihilation.

Only after promptly suppressing Saint Gen did Yao Wan spare the attention to deliver those crucial words.

After all, she had seen through it. What the four Dragon Islands fought over was merely the position of orthodoxy. In a sense, the underlying logic of the Ancient Void Dragon clan and the Eight Clans might not have been exactly the same, but they were at least connected. What the clansmen could tolerate and what they could not was equally clear to her.

After the North Dragon King had been driven into a corner, he forcibly turned demonic and devoured the Southwest Two Dragon Kings. It was still unknown how much stronger he had become, but his social death within the Ancient Void Dragon clan had basically been declared.

Given how far the Ancient Void Dragons had declined, they naturally would not choose such a monster as their Dragon Emperor.

That was precisely why, regardless of whether it succeeded or not, they had to shout it out first. If it succeeded,