Retreat!

Inside the Dragon Emperor Hall, the scene before the only three remaining people continued to change.

The moment Bai Xian blew the Golden Dragon Bone Horn, the Ancient Dragon Army's morale underwent a complete transformation.

"Zi Yan, that horn is...?"

Xiao Yan keenly sensed that there was something extraordinary about it.

"My father gave it to me when I went to see him after completely refining the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit last time. He said it was one of our clan's Sacred Objects, passed down through every previous Dragon Emperor. It seems to be working rather well."

Zi Yan withdrew her gaze and smiled softly.

As Xiao Xuan listened to Zi Yan explain the origins of the Golden Dragon Bone Horn, his brows suddenly lifted. "Oh? Three little bugs have snuck onto the island."

"Three little bugs? Then they must be those three False Kings. They love plotting behind the scenes and have never dared to face us in a direct battle."

The smile on Zi Yan's pretty face vanished as she spoke seriously.

"Mm, they should be the Three Rebel Dragon Kings you mentioned. Three Three-Star Dou Shengs—their strength is passable. Zi Yan, how about this? I'll send them into the void, and you can fight them outside the island in Void Space. We can't let them smash up all the plants and flowers here."

After considering it for a moment, Xiao Xuan spoke.

"Then I'll have to trouble Lord Xiao Xuan."

Zi Yan gracefully bowed.

"Hehe, it's nothing. I have nothing better to do anyway."

Xiao Xuan lightly raised an arm, and his hand immediately extended into the void and vanished.

At that moment, although more than half of Ancient Island's elite forces had been dispatched outside the island to fight, an elder at the Half-Saint level still