So when he had only a dozen or so days left to live... he attacked Ao Luo for the first time.
Ao Luo's mother was merely an ordinary female dragon. Her clan was small, and few ministers in the Dragon Palace thought much of Ao Luo.
The boy had no great ambitions, either. A post as Sea-Patrolling General was enough to keep this Dragon Prince happily occupied.
What use was there in his being alive?
He merely cultivated ordinarily and lived an ordinary life.
When they had fought for the throne back then, several of his brothers had been just like Ao Luo. Hadn't he killed them all the same?
There was no difference. No difference at all.
So, kill Ao Luo. Take his life...
Let the Dragon King who truly deserved to live go on living!
And so, later, he could not resist attacking Ao Tai as well.
He had become utterly immersed in the pleasure of extending his life... After obtaining the Ancient Cold Li Dragon King's corpse that had fallen from the sky, he immediately extracted its dragon soul, then dismembered it.
If all my sons practice the bloodline purification method... they will be able to extend my life even further in the future...
Yet... just as everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion...
Cui Jiuyang appeared. He stole the most important thing-the dragon soul!
At the time, the Dragon King had been standing before the arena, immersed in the fragrance of the Dragon Princes' blood.
He simply could not resist the temptation of more years of life, yet he could not devour a son in public.
So, between two bouts, he had wanted to return and tear off a wisp of dragon soul to soothe his hungry stomach.
From that moment on, everything had slipped beyond