Outside East Dragon Island, void storms churned like a raging sea.
The North Dragon King's decree still echoed through the void.
"East Dragon Island forged Zhu Kun's verbal decree, abducted the Dragon Emperor Bloodline, and threw the Ancient Void Dragon Clan into chaos."
"By my command, the three islands shall crusade against the false East Dragon Island!"
His voice thundered outward, shaking the void storms until they continuously rolled back.
Before the Dragon Hall of East Dragon Island, Zhuxuan, the black-armored Grand Elder, and the gray-robed Grand Elder raised their heads at the same time. Their gazes passed through the void and settled on the army formations of the three islands drawing ever closer.
The dragon guards of the three islands spread out, their dragon aura connecting into a vast, dark mass.
Yet that dragon aura was far from pure.
Black-purple dominated it, mixed with icy white and azure. The three auras twisted around one another like ropes forcibly wound together.
At the forefront of the army formation, a figure stood atop a void warship.
The North Dragon King.
He was no longer the North Dragon King at the peak of the ninth transformation.
After devouring the West and South Dragon Kings, the Dragon Seals of the three islands within him had been forcibly merged into one. His aura had actually broken through the shackles of the Dou Saint realm and reached the level of a three-star Dou Saint.
A three-star Dou Saint.
Those four words alone were enough to make the entire void feel heavy.
Zhuli's face turned slightly pale.
"He really reached the three-star Dou Saint realm..."
Hei Qing clenched his fists, rage surging in his eyes.
"He only gained that cultivation by devouring two Dragon Kings of his own clan. How is he worthy of calling himself