If he chose to defect, Little White Dragon Ao Tong still had a very good chance of surviving.
The Grand Elder had once thought that such a blow might spur Little White Dragon Ao Tong into action, leading these members of the Dragon Tribe to build a new foundation for themselves.
Yet he had never imagined that Little White Dragon Ao Tong would still be the same old Little White Dragon Ao Tong!
Granted, this choice could indeed allow their Dragon Tribe to survive safely.
However, that would only hold true for a short time.
Once enough time had passed, who could guarantee that no one else would discover this place?
That was why the Grand Elder had brought about this change among the members of the Dragon Tribe.
Facing those who wanted to leave, Little White Dragon Ao Tong felt deeply helpless, but he let none of it show on his face.
His face was full of indifference. Moreover, during this period of secluded cultivation, Little White Dragon Ao Tong had made considerable progress in his cultivation realm.
His strength now far surpassed that of these members of the Dragon Tribe, putting them under considerable pressure.
This was not actually something within the Grand Elder's control.
Although they had poured all their efforts into creating this illusion realm, apart from the initial restrictions on Little White Dragon Ao Tong's cultivation realm caused by the purity of his bloodline, everything reflected his own natural cultivation speed.
"If we don't put some pressure on this fellow, I think he really could stay here cultivating in seclusion until he becomes a Quasi-Sage, then revive the Dragon Tribe through his own strength."
Seeing that Little White Dragon Ao Tong's cultivation had clearly improved considerably again, the corners of the Grand Elder's mouth could