When they first felt the dragon's might, they thought it was the intimidating aura of the three elder Saint Dragons and dared not look directly at them.
But then the voice reaching their ears struck them as familiar, as though they had heard it somewhere before.
Another explosive boom followed, and a shadow shot past overhead.
They instinctively looked after it, their pupils trembling as they exclaimed in unison, "The old Demon King?!"
"Wait! Why is he here? Don't tell me he's come to make trouble for the Demon King?"
"If you think he's capable of making trouble for our Demon King, you're giving him far too much credit."
"Since we've pledged our allegiance, we can't just stand by. Shall we attack?"
Seeing the Black Flood Dragon shake his head and, once clearheaded, fly toward Chen Mu and Lu Yang, the Red-Tailed White Wolf bared his ferocity and settled into a fighting stance.
He was only waiting for the Giant Elephant, the oldest and most powerful among them, to make the decision.
The Giant Elephant did not want to waste this chance to prove his loyalty when it had delivered itself to their doorstep.
He was about to decide when the Black Flood Dragon stopped just in time and said in an utterly fawning tone and manner, "You're right to reprimand me, Master. You're right to reprimand me."
"Call him Young Master! Tianyuan Young Master!" Lu Yang rolled his eyes.
"Young Master." The Black Flood Dragon hastily complied, not daring to delay for even a moment.
At that, the Red-Tailed White Wolf retracted his claws, the Giant Elephant lowered his trunk, and the Golden Lion likewise closed his enormous, blood-reeking maw and dispersed the spiritual qi he had gathered.
It was not that they had never considered the Black Flood