Are those damned dragons preparing to retreat? Li Xiaoya wondered...
Although he had only wiped out two Dragon Race squads, he had already dealt them a painful blow. Those who had penetrated deep into the Human Race's East Xia Continent were elites from the various dragon clans. Losing more than a dozen of them at once was naturally more than the Dragon Race could stomach. It would certainly make sense for them to order their squads into hiding and halt their attacks... But that would make finding them troublesome for Li Xiaoya... With that thought, he found himself in a difficult spot. After searching for quite some time, he still found no information about the Dragon Cultivators' whereabouts...
"Hm?" Suddenly, something stirred in Li Xiaoya's mind, as though he had discovered something. He murmured, "No, those dragons haven't retreated. There's been no sign of them out at sea! They must be hiding. I'll search more carefully!" With that thought, he flew lower, intensified his divine sense, and swept the ground in every direction...
And while Li Xiaoya searched everywhere without finding a target...
Across an incomparably vast stretch of land, the Dragon Ancestor was cultivating as usual.
Suddenly!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Three figures appeared in the air in an instant. They were the black, red, and blue Grand Supreme Elders of the Dragon Race...
"Greetings, Dragon Ancestor!" the Three Grand Elders said respectfully in unison.
"Mm! Any news?" the Dragon Ancestor asked in a deep, almost languid voice, without even opening his eyes.
"Our scouts have finished investigating!" the Black Dragon Elder hurriedly said. "We have the latest news on Li Xiaoya!"
"Mm! Speak!" At those words, the Dragon Ancestor's eyes snapped open. A towering surge of air rippled outward as he spoke in a deep voice, his presence