The ten Grand Academicians wore different expressions, and the atmosphere in the side hall grew rather strange.
Everyone in the Bloodmang Ancient Land knew that dragons would inevitably suffer a drastic drop in strength upon entering this place. Even those who occasionally came would soon leave, but none of the people here looked down on the Dragon Race.
The Dragon Race had once been the Lord of the Myriad Worlds, and might even have been the strongest of the three great races: dragons, Ancient Demons, and Demon Barbarians.
The Ancient Demons had truly been surpassed by the Demon Barbarians, whereas the dragons had fallen because the Ancestral Dragon had left. Even the Ancestral Dragon's Nine Sons had not taken part in the great war against the Ancient Demons.
Even the sages of the Ancient Demons admitted that, had the Ancestral Dragon remained, the Ancient Demons would have bowed in submission for ten thousand generations!
When the Ancient Demons rebelled, their first rallying cry had been, "The Ancestral Dragon has abandoned the Dragon Race. The dragons are no longer the rightful rulers of the Myriad Worlds."
Even now, with the dragons at their lowest ebb, no one dared underestimate them.
For a mere Hanlin Academician to claim he would go to the dragons and demand divine treasures went beyond boasting. It trampled on the dignity of the Dragon Race.
Only Yun Zhaochен wore a different expression. Unlike the others, he was not suspicious but shocked once again. He believed Fang Yun!
The dragons' temperament was known throughout the world. If they disliked someone, they barely acknowledged even a Half-Sage of the Human Race. Yet Fang Yun's words made Yun Zhaochен realize that Fang Yun's relationship with the dragons ran exceptionally deep. He might even have the wholehearted support of a Dragon