The five little Flood Dragons were adorable. Before the Dragon Gate, they did not immediately attempt the Dragon Gate Ascension. Instead, they first dove underwater and swam several circles around Ao Hai, not daring to approach him. Then the five little fellows gathered together and whispered among themselves, looking perfectly serious.
After chatting for quite a while, the five little fellows seemed to reach no conclusion. They abandoned their discussion with drooping heads and swam toward the Dragon Gate.
Upon reaching the Dragon Gate, the little Flood Dragons did not leap immediately. Instead, they splashed and played in the water, seemingly familiarizing themselves with their surroundings.
Before long, the five little fellows began to leap.
Apart from Fang Yun, these five little dragons were the smallest here. During the Dragon Gate Ascension, their smaller size actually became an advantage.
Five streaks of silver light kept leaping, falling, leaping, and falling, over and over.
At first, the five little dragons did not leap very high, but each leap took them a little higher. A quarter of an hour later, they actually reached a height of eighty zhang, improving far faster than any of the other races.
As they leaped, the five little dragons received nourishment from the Dragon Gate. Their bodies slowly grew stronger and larger, developing rapidly.
The Demon Kings of the various races sighed softly.
"The human race occasionally produces the Voice of the Sacred Way, but for it to bring forth such powerful fish-dragons is truly rare."
"The Literary Star Dragon Noble is a great talent, and the children he fathered are great talents too."
Everyone could not help laughing.
Fang Yun watched the five Flood Dragons with a smile.
Ao Qingyue said, "According to our original estimates, this opening of the Dragon Gate would have been very