"A bunch of useless fools!"
The Eastern Prince swept a cold gaze over everyone present, then turned away, a hint of a smile appearing on his face as he called out:
"Fellow Daoist Ao Kun, I, Donghua, have come to pay my respects!"
As his words fell, the calm sea suddenly erupted into surging waves. A Five-Clawed Golden Dragon a million zhang long flew out from the depths. His immense body resembled a mountain as he coiled high in the heavens, his dark yellow eyes gleaming with coldness.
"What brings you to my Eastern Sea Dragon Clan, Fellow Daoist Donghua?"
This Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was named Ao Kun, and he was the current leader of the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan.
Though his name was little known in the Primordial World, his cultivation was no weaker than the Eastern Prince's. He, too, was a late Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Everyone's expression tightened. Only now did they understand why the Eastern Prince had chosen to come to the Eastern Sea.
During the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, the Dragon Clan had suffered devastating casualties, and nearly all its greatest experts had fallen. Yet across the Four Seas, the Dragon Clan remained the strongest force.
"I have come to bring you an opportunity as vast as the heavens, Fellow Daoist."
With a movement, the Eastern Prince appeared high in the heavens and regarded Ao Kun with an ambiguous smile.
"An opportunity? Surely you aren't trying to fool me!"
Ao Kun laughed at his words, but there was not a trace of belief in his dark yellow dragon eyes.
He had only met the Eastern Prince a few times. Their friendship could hardly be called close.
He did not believe the Eastern Prince would be so kind as to include him in such a tremendous opportunity.
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