Elsewhere.
In the bridal chamber of the West Sea Dragon Palace.
Princess Ten Thousand Saints and Nine-Headed Bug were speaking in secret. Worry covered her face, while he remained utterly calm.
"Relax. Nothing will happen."
"Ao Run may be the Third Prince, but he's nothing more than a useless fool."
"He wouldn't dare act up. If he does, I'll teach him a proper lesson."
Both Princess Ten Thousand Saints and Nine-Headed Bug were caught within the calamity, unable to judge matters accurately. Unless something unexpected happened, both of them would ultimately die.
But they knew nothing of that yet.
As Nine-Headed Bug reassured her, Princess Ten Thousand Saints gradually regained her composure.
What Princess Ten Thousand Saints failed to notice was the ruthless glint deep in Nine-Headed Bug's eyes. Clearly, he had another plan.
He intended to replace the Third Prince and truly become the Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace.
That was his grand plan.
Even if he failed in the end, he could still become the son-in-law of the Ten-Thousand-Sage Old Dragon King of Blue Wave Pool.
For a great demon like him, then, neither success nor failure would leave him at a loss. The only difference was whether his gains would be great or small.
Meanwhile.
The West Sea Dragon King had arrived outside Ao Run's sleeping quarters.
But when he saw the incredibly intricate formation concealed before the entrance, he froze.
He could not understand where his son had obtained such a Magic Array. The West Sea Dragon Palace's reserves certainly contained nothing like it.
Though the West Sea Dragon King's cultivation was lacking, that was because of the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity. The karmic burden weighing on the entire Dragonfolk was simply too great.
But he still possessed basic discernment!
Precisely because of that,