"Roar..." Just as Xuan Cheng opened his mouth to threaten him, a shrill, furious roar came from afar. Several enormous dragons flew to the Dragon Flipping Platform before the dragon cries had even faded. The foremost dragon held a Dragon Pouch in his claw. Upon reaching the platform, he shouted, "Everyone stop! Stop fighting!"
But the dragons were locked in heated battle. Who would pay him any heed? Not a single dragon stopped.
"Second Crown Prince!" The dragon raised his claw and held out the Dragon Pouch. "Please look! Seventh Crown Prince Ao Zheng of the North Sea Dragon Palace, along with his dragon generals Ao Yan, Ao Long, Ao Ding, and Ao Yu, have all been... killed!"
As he spoke, the dragon flipped open the Dragon Pouch. Ao Zheng's purple dragon body, Ao Yan's light-gray dragon body, Ao Long's light-blue dragon body, Ao Ding's pale-red dragon body, and Ao Yu's yellow dragon body immediately floated beside the Dragon Flipping Platform!
"Seventh Prince!!" At the sight, the dragons of the North Sea Dragon Palace immediately broke away from the melee and landed beside the remains of the five dragons. All of them stared at the corpses in utter disbelief, their faces full of incredulity.
"Something is strange..." Xiao Hua's gaze naturally fell upon the corpses of Ao Zheng and the others. Seeing that all these dragons had been ripped open between their chests and abdomens by a sharp weapon, their hearts and lungs missing, exactly like the corpses he had seen earlier, he could not help but feel puzzled.
Once the dragon generals of the North Sea Dragon Palace ceased fighting, the dragons of the other Three Seas Dragon Palace naturally stopped as well. All the dragons turned their eyes toward Ao Qiong.
"Ao Ying, Ao Dai..." Ao Qiong flew