"All right, let's take over the Flood Dragon Palace first," Mountain Bearer said helplessly.
Fang Yun strolled forward, skirted the spirit screen bearing the Myriad Flood Dragons Map, and reached the main hall.
Water rippled through the main hall.
From outside, the main hall looked small, but once inside, it seemed as vast as a city.
The hall was filled with the style of the Dragon Race, resplendent and glittering. Divine treasures never before seen in the human world served here as mere paving stones.
Twelve dragon pillars towered in the hall, each shaped like an Ancient Demon Half-Sage, as though a real Half-Sage had been cast inside.
Each pillar seemed capable of supporting an entire world's waters.
On either side of the pillars hung two paintings of surging oceans.
Before the ocean paintings stood ranks of puppets shaped like members of the Water Race, sealed by mighty power. Between the puppets stood rows of weapon racks, holding thirty-foot shrimp pincers, hooked anchors a thousand feet long, strange chains, and countless other weapons.
Exquisite patterns adorned the edges of the hall's ceiling, while directly overhead was a crystal-clear roof. Unfortunately, the water above had now been drawn away, leaving no beautiful underwater scenery to admire.
At the deepest end of the main hall lay a golden wool carpet, more than a li in both length and width. Behind it stood an ordinary wall dotted with decorations.
The Flood Dragon Sage did not sit on a dragon throne; he lay upon the golden wool instead.
Fang Yun surveyed everything in turn. The Ancient Demon pillars, the ocean-domain paintings on either side, the crystal roof, and the golden wool carpet were all treasures of Sainthood!
The Ancient Demon pillars could summon twelve Ancient Demons. The two ocean-domain paintings contained the sealed oceans