The Dragon City's new master stood atop the Dragon Emperor Platform.
The saints worshipped him.
At the same time, the voices of the Dragon Court saints spread through the seawater, reaching the Main City, the Inner City, and the Outer City.
All the Water Race knew that Dragon City had a new master, named Fang Yun.
Under the invisible pressure of the saints' Sacred Might, the Water Race everywhere had no choice but to bow in worship, though each harbored different thoughts.
The Water Race of Candle Dragon City and Northern Polar Sky City were especially shocked. They could not believe that Fang Yun, whom they had not seen for only a few days, had become Dragon City's master—and was even the legendary Thunder Master.
That was no insignificant figure. That was the Thunder Master, a myth passed down by the Dragon Race for countless years.
How had a myth become a mortal?
Many of the Water Race resisted this in their hearts. To them, the Thunder Master and the master of Dragon City ought to have been Saint Ancestors, figures even more powerful than the Ancestral Dragon. They could not accept an ordinary Human Race member becoming the Thunder Master.
That had also been the Dragon Court saints' earlier reaction. They had been too deeply influenced by the legends of the Thunder Master and would never have connected Fang Yun with him.
Had Seven-Dragon Venerable not revealed Fang Yun's identity, the saints would not have believed it even if Fang Yun had displayed the power of a Saint Ancestor.
Within the Dragon Court, Fang Yun nodded. "Rise. Let us first deal with the trifling matters. For example, the Lei Family."
Lei Yuanhe had completely gone mad. Pinned to the ground by Ancestral Might, he kept hurling curses, but no