Inside the Giant Dragon's Nest in the Dragon Race Holy Land.
With a wave of his hand, the Great Protector sealed off that Secret Realm space.
He then explained the rules of the contest for leadership of the Water Dragon Division to its elders.
Ten days later, all candidates would enter the Nine Dragons Suppressing Prison Tower within the Secret Realm.
The tower had nine floors, and the Water Dragon Division's Sacred Relic, the Profound Nether Water-Covering Seal, was on the seventh floor.
Whoever first passed the trials along the way, entered the seventh floor, and claimed the seal would become the new leader of the Water Dragon Division.
In addition, according to custom.
Each candidate could bring at most two Dragon Servants without a true dragon bloodline and with cultivation below the Source Emperor Realm into the Nine Dragons Suppressing Prison Tower.
During the contest, everyone would rely on their own abilities and opportunities; life and death were left to fate.
Ao Li and the others listened attentively as the Great Protector explained the rules.
Only Zhu Jiu kept glancing into the distance at Gu Chenfeng, who sat cross-legged with a pale face.
The corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, as though he were having a mild stroke or a toothache.
Don't worry, don't worry. That brat is only Ao Li's Dragon Servant.
He kept comforting himself inwardly.
With Ao Li's cold, haughty temperament, how could she develop feelings for an Other Dragon Warrior with mediocre cultivation?
She's only concerned about her subordinate. At most, she treats him as a younger brother. Yes, a younger brother!
Despite thinking this, Zhu Jiu still felt some regret.
*Damn it, I should have put on an act too, pretended I couldn't withstand the pressure. Maybe Ao Li would have