The Dragon Emperor swept aside the void and stepped forth, appearing on the shore.
Ao Chang followed close behind, carefully cradling the Water Spirit Bead containing the Catfish Prince.
They waited for several breaths.
Yet the Dragon Emperor showed no sign of taking another step.
Curiously, he raised his eyes, only for bewilderment to fill them.
Before them—
there was merely an ordinary stretch of reefs, the sort found along any coastline. Let alone resembling Blessed Lands, it could not even be called particularly scenic.
Could a senior of the sea clan live in a place like this?
Ao Chang could not help drumming his heart, cautiously stepping closer to ask.
"Your Majesty."
"Forgive this subordinate's poor eyesight, but this is merely an ordinary place with only a little spiritual energy..."
At those words—
the Dragon Emperor smiled faintly and glanced sideways with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Hehe."
"You are still too young."
As he spoke, the Dragon Emperor seemed to notice something and steadily stepped onto the shore.
Ao Chang followed in confusion, asking in puzzlement.
"What does Your Majesty mean? This subordinate is dull-witted and truly cannot see what is so wondrous about this place..."
The Dragon Emperor strode forward steadily, the expression on his face growing ever more composed.
"Forget it. I cannot blame you for this."
"Anyone would find it hard to believe that they could encounter a senior of our sea clan in a place like this."
"Have you ever heard of the Northern Nether Sea Emperor?"
The moment the question fell, Ao Chang answered excitedly.
"Reporting to Your Majesty."
"The Northern Nether Sea Emperor is a legendary figure of our sea clan. It is said that he has cultivated for over a hundred thousand years. Even among the Northern Nether clan, whose