"A Flood Dragon?"
Ma Shunde's thoughts took another turn. Looking thoughtful, he too turned toward Prince Dai. Could the appearance of this Flood Dragon have something to do with the prince?
After all, the timing was far too coincidental. Prince Dai had arrived to deal with the ritual, and the Flood Dragon had shown itself!
Everyone stared at Prince Dai, but his expression remained unchanged. He merely looked up at the Flood Dragon, his eyes unfathomable, as though its appearance had nothing whatsoever to do with him.
"Hm?"
In truth, Su Ziji was anything but calm. Watching the Flood Dragon soar, he felt his level 20 Coiling Dragon Heart Method stirring restlessly, as though it resonated with the Flood Dragon in the sky!
The Flood Dragon showing itself is a curse, not a blessing. Su Ziji's expression did not change, but his hand clenched into a tight fist as he wondered, Who is trying to harm me?
Auspicious visions had appeared since ancient times: red light filling a room, purple clouds suffusing a hall, dreams of the sun entering one's embrace, an azure dragon circling overhead, or a round radiance like a carriage canopy. Yet anyone who had studied history carefully understood that these were all acknowledged only after success. Those who manifested such signs before succeeding had only a road to death awaiting them.
This was scarcely any different from reciting seditious poetry.
"What a charade of gods and ghosts." On the ritual altar, Liu Zhan's hair had been blown loose and his sleeves fluttered wildly, yet he remained unmoved, his face equally grim.
The Flood Dragon appearing in the sky was not merely unfavorable to Prince Dai. In fact, it was extremely unfavorable to him as well. He was already under suspicion, and now that he had become