Xiao Yan helplessly reached out and steadied Hai Bo Dong.
Elder Jia ignored the two men's banter. Instead, he looked at the Nether Sea Flood Dragon Beast frozen in the lake and said, "Hai Bo Dong, come on. Let's go take a look."
With that, Elder Jia's earth-yellow Dou Qi Wings flapped, and he flew toward the Nether Sea Flood Dragon Beast. Hai Bo Dong and Xiao Yan followed closely behind.
Now that the Nether Sea Flood Dragon Beast had been completely restrained, the royal experts who had been hiding around the perimeter also moved closer.
The royal Dou Wang who had just warned Xiao Yan saw him eagerly eyeing the Nether Sea Flood Dragon Beast in the lake and intended to tell the boy not to join in the excitement again.
Elder Jia and the Ice Emperor had flown over because they had confidence in their strength. Did this kid think he was a Dou Emperor? He was probably not even a Dou Zhe.
"Kid, come back quickly, don't—ugh." Before the royal Dou Wang could finish shouting, he suddenly saw the Purple Cloud Wings behind Xiao Yan flap as he flew toward the Nether Sea Flood Dragon Beast in the center of the lake.
"Please, stop scaring me, will you?" The royal Dou Wang muttered, his face flushing. He felt exhausted, and his liver hurt.
"Damn it. If I ever warn this kid again, I'm a pig."
The three of them hovered before the Nether Sea Flood Dragon Beast, their Dou Qi Wings flapping. Looking at the strangely shaped ice sculpture before him, Elder Jia cautiously reached out and touched it.
"Ah!" Elder Jia instantly pulled back his hand. He felt an icy chill that pierced to the bone drilling into him.
"Hahaha!" Hai Bo Dong burst into laughter