"This venerable one..."
The Dragon King had wanted to say something.
But upon seeing Yu the Great, as well as the several imposing Human Clan emperors behind him, he stopped himself.
"The East Sea Dragon Palace happens to be undergoing renovations. This old dragon is, in fact, the Dragon King here. If you immortals have business, perhaps we can discuss it properly."
The Dragon King hid his dragon claws in his sleeves and stood obediently before Yu the Great.
This was utterly absurd.
The current Four Seas Dragon Kings were naturally at the peak of the Great Firmament Golden Immortal realm. Together with Azure Dragon and Yinglong, they were supreme experts of the Dragon Clan from ancient times.
It was precisely because they still remained that the Dragon Clan had retained a final breath of life.
What other race, even after declining, could still hold a place in every great lake and river? Only the Dragon Clan.
What they relied on was the majesty of Peak Quasi-Saints.
In truth.
In order to erase that karma from the Dragon Clan, not only had their elders been used to block the sea eyes, but one of them had only been replaced after Shen Gongbao was born.
Azure Dragon guarded the east, while Yinglong was stationed in the Netherworld Capital.
All to spare the Human Clan some of its tribulations.
After all, what race had Peak Quasi-Saints serving as sacred beasts?
But what about the Human Clan?
They had arrived with seven Peak Quasi-Saints, while Great Firmament Golden Immortals had come along as if for a group brawl.
Every Human Clan expert was superbly equipped and clearly loaded with resources.
Those tens of thousands of Sea-Calming Divine Needles were proof enough.
It was because the Human Clan had the most artifact refiners that