"You're not from this era. Who exactly are you?"
Yunmeng Dragon Lord's furious voice echoed through the entire Dragon Palace. The rivers flowed backward, instantly raising towering waves that crashed toward the earth like mountains blotting out the sky and sun.
The residents along the riverbanks had gathered here to witness the Dragon Lord's procession, a sight rarely seen once in a thousand years. They hadn't expected such an accident, and all stared at the towering waves in terror.
As fishermen, they knew full well how violent rivers could be. Yet even the greatest waves they had ever seen were not one hundredth as immense as the ones before them.
Once those waves fell, the people for hundreds of miles along the riverbanks would surely suffer devastation. No one would escape unscathed.
Raging Wave General, the twelve Water Gods, and even the giant turtle carrying the palace all trembled beneath Yunmeng Dragon Lord's fury.
Shen Yuan had initially thought the scene before him was an illusion reflecting the spacetime of the past, something that had happened during some bygone era.
But when Yunmeng Dragon Lord questioned Shen Yuan, he couldn't help but freeze slightly.
"Who am I?"
Before Shen Yuan could respond, the dignified water-system deities within the hall all fell to their knees, repeatedly crying out terrified remonstrances.
"Your Majesty, quell your anger!"
"Your Majesty is the sovereign of the Great Marsh Waters System. How can you become enraged over such a trifling matter?"
"Your Majesty's foremost priority is to inspect the Great Marsh Waters System and steady the Water Tribe's hearts. Please do not create further complications!"
"Should the rivers flood, it will surely provoke the Human Race into launching a campaign. Though our Great Marsh Waters System does not fear a battle with the Human Race, we