The other aquatic folk of the Dragon Palace were equally aghast beside them, and someone could not help questioning his account.
"Wasn't Dragon King Jiang exaggerating a little?"
Jiang Lang looked at the speaker, then at the Dragon Lord of the East Sea before him. Strictly speaking, he had not witnessed it firsthand either, but he knew the truth might have been even more astonishing than his account. After all, even the Southern Sea Dragon Palace had felt the upheaval.
"I fear I haven't said enough. All of the South Sea Dragonkind know of this. It's no longer a secret."
The true dragon on the bed of sand propped up his upper body with his claws and slowly raised his head. The next moment, he transformed into a tall man amid the flowing water.
"To think that even after repeatedly overestimating the Manifest Holiness True Lord's divine abilities, I still underestimated him. Primordial deities who have survived into this age truly cannot be judged by ordinary standards."
As he spoke, Feng Yan, the Dragon Lord of the East Sea, glanced at Jiang Lang again.
"Thank you for your efforts. You were right not to involve the South Sea Dragonkind. The Manifest Holiness True Lord dislikes our kind. Had the Southern Sea intervened, this would have been difficult to resolve peacefully. We owe Yi Daozi a favor for this!"
"Dragon Lord, the Manifest Holiness True Lord may not actually dislike our kind. Old Yi-er, I once asked Yi Daozi about that."
"Let us hope so!"
Even the ever-proud Dragon Lord of the East Sea did not wish to face the Manifest Holiness True Lord. But as Feng Yan looked at Jiang Lang, a thought stirred in his mind.
"Is there something else?"
Jiang Lang nodded.
"Dragon Lord, I did return on