"It was precisely because the Heavenly Court's laws were strict and its words carried the force of law that it could rule the Three Realms. If the Jing River Dragon King had obeyed the heavenly rules, how could he have died because of them?" Ao Guang sighed and said.
"What strict laws indeed! The Jing River Dragon King deserved death for breaking the law, but what about my third brother?" Hearing this, Ao Yue seemed deeply provoked. She abruptly raised her head and demanded loudly.
Everyone knew that the third brother she spoke of was Ao Bing, the third prince once most favored by Dragon King Ao Guang.
Ao Guang's expression darkened, and for a moment, he had no words to say.
"What law did my third brother break? He merely stopped the young son of Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, from frolicking in the East Sea, preventing him from stirring up winds and waves that might harm the coastal people. Yet he was brutally killed, his dragon sinews ripped out, leaving not even a complete corpse. His dragon soul had nowhere to rest and ultimately scattered upon the sea breeze." Ao Yue's eyes reddened, and the more she spoke, the more agitated she became.
Ao Hong frowned tightly, unable to bear it any longer. He wanted to persuade Ao Yue to stop.
But when he opened his mouth, he realized that he did not know what to say either.
"The Heavenly Court ignored the matter entirely back then. If we had not forced their hand by raising the sea against them, would that bastard Nezha have taken his own life to atone? Yet even so, Taiyi Zhenren ultimately saved him. What about my third brother? His soul was scattered to the winds—where could we possibly find him? Is