Several Grand Academicians in the hall casually swept their sleeves, sending the fallen bricks, tiles, and broken timbers to the edge of the venue without raising a speck of dust.
The Western Sea Dragon Race and Northern Sea Dragon Race burst through the ruined roof, enraging everyone present.
"The Western Sea Dragon Palace is treating the Human Race with less and less respect!" An old Metropolitan Graduate was flushed crimson with rage.
"I fear the Lei Family is stirring trouble behind this!"
"Exactly. The Lei Family has gone utterly mad, actually colluding with the Western Sea Dragon Race and the Demon Realm in an attempt to harm our Human Race's Void Sage. I will certainly report this to the Hall of Punishment and investigate it until the truth comes to light!"
"They've utterly disgraced the Dragon Race!"
"Still, there is something highly suspicious about this Sacred Land Dragon Pearl..."
"What is a Sacred Land Dragon Pearl...?"
Many young people and low-ranking scholars simply had no idea what a Sacred Land Dragon Pearl was.
Fang Yun sat upright in the private room on the third floor, lightly stroking Little Fox as he frowned slightly.
Ao Huang's face was dark.
Yang Yuhuan and Su Xiaoxiao still looked utterly bewildered, completely unable to understand how a single Dragon Pearl could drive the Western Sea and Northern Sea Dragon Races into such a frenzy.
Yang Yuhuan asked softly, "Sister Hongzhuang, what is this Sacred Land Dragon Pearl? How did it chase the Dragon Race away in anger?"
Zhao Hongzhuang said, "The Dragon Race's Sacred Land has another name as well: the Dragon Tomb! The pivotal battle that decided the Dragon Race's fate was the Holy Land War. The Dragon Race calls that battle the 'Cataclysmic War.' I do not know how magnificent that battle