Prince Qi's Letter

Strangely enough, although the pale golden dragon's cry conveyed no discernible words, Su Ziji nevertheless sensed something like, "Former Wei's Heaven's Mandate has run its course. How dare rebellious ministers and traitors run rampant?"

Before he could react, the shadow suddenly gave off the same fluctuations. The pale golden dragon hesitated in confusion, only to be swallowed by the shadow and vanish in an instant.

"..." Su Ziji had no idea what had happened. He froze for a while before coming to his senses.

The Zheng Dynasty's investiture came a step too late. It merely added flowers to brocade. Making the Dragon Lord bow and acknowledge himself a subject would be no different from demanding submission from a king who already had the strength to rule and the recognition of Heaven.

It was just like the Kingdom of Lin. Even if he submitted, he would bow in name alone. In this matter, one step late meant every step thereafter was late.

As for me, my fate seems to be linked to the Young Dragon's again. We share fortune and calamity, and both benefited this time.

"Congratulations, Dragon Lord!" At that moment, the Green Hill Master and the monsters below all bowed reverently.

The Young Dragon looked over and said calmly, "Rise."

The monsters below stood, but the Green Hill Master seemed slightly distracted.

Perhaps it was because the Dragon Lord had overwhelmed them, but had two voices just said "Rise" at the same time?

The moment Su Ziji finished speaking, a boom rang out, and he was ejected from the Young Dragon's body.

As he separated from it, he saw shimmering waves spreading outward from the raised platform at the heart of the Dragon Palace. In an instant, they filled the entire lake and began extending toward the Coiling Dragon