Whether they are ordinary dragons or Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, they number only tens of thousands in total.
This is because hatching dragon eggs requires a huge amount of energy and a long time; the slightest mistake could lead to failure.
Moreover, the Dragon Clan is very dedicated to raising their offspring, investing a great deal of energy and resources, which further limits their reproductive numbers.
Despite their immense strength and power, Dragon Clan have always remained few in number due to the difficulty of reproduction. This is why even the most powerful Dragon Clan consists of only tens of thousands of dragons.
At this moment, their eyes were all fixed on a middle-aged man, their gazes filled with deep awe.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a golden robe and wore a dragon crown. He had a majestic expression and exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
And this middle-aged man was none other than Ao Wei, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan!
Behind Ao Wei, Commander Ye trembled, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead, his face filled with fear as he looked down at the powerful Dragon Clan below.
He had never seen anything like this before. His body was limp; if he hadn't retained a shred of courage, he probably would have wet himself with fear.
Ao Wei's expression was serious as he stared at the powerful Dragon Clan. He said, "I presume you already know what our objective is this time? Without further ado, I'll ask you: do you have the confidence to slaughter the entire Illusion City and make Illusion City vanish completely from the Immortal Realm?"
"Roar!"
Tens of thousands of giant dragons simultaneously opened their gaping maws in the abyss, unleashing deafening roars. The roars were like rolling thunder, as if they were about to shatter the entire heavens and earth.
"Hahaha!"
Ao Wei let out a wild laugh, filled with boundless arrogance and unruliness. The next moment, his figure flashed, and then an even larger Five-Clawed Golden Dragon hovered in the air. Its head was raised high, its whiskers fluttered, and its majestic eyes seemed to hold vast stars, deep and unfathomable.
He roared, shaking the heavens, his dragon might overwhelming, and then he swung his body and flew towards the direction of the Illusion City.
Seeing this, tens of thousands of dragons roared in unison and then followed in a mighty torrent. They swept across the sky like an unstoppable flood. The scene was incredibly awe-inspiring.
Watching all the Dragon Clan experts leave, Commander Ye rolled over, then his face lit up with joy. He wanted to take this opportunity to escape, but as soon as the thought arose, a terrifying dragon's might instantly struck.
Commander Ye's face turned ashen instantly, his hair stood on end, and a wave of intense fear washed over him. Without hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and headed towards the place where the Dragon Clan had vanished.
Fire Phoenix Clan.
The situation here is similar to that on the Dragon Clan's side. Tens of thousands of Fire Phoenix flap their wings and hover in the air.
Each Fire Phoenix was like a burning flame, its vibrant feathers as red as the most intense color in the sunset. Their wings were broad and magnificent, and with a gentle flap, countless sparks would fall, like a dazzling meteor shower. Their eyes were like jewels, shining with a lively yet majestic light.
Feng Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the tens of thousands of Fire Phoenix before him. A smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Let's go!"
After saying that, he immediately transformed into his true form, flapped his wings, and flew towards the direction of the Illusion City.
Tens of thousands of Fire Phoenix cried out in unison, their voices clear and melodious, seemingly able to pierce the clouds and reach the Human Heart. The next moment, they all flew off in the direction where Feng Yan had departed.
They were like a burning ocean, leaving nothing but ashes in their wake, even the space itself was burned, a truly terrifying sight.
Today is the Fireworks Festival, and the city is exceptionally lively. A festive atmosphere permeates the streets and alleys, with colorful lanterns hanging high in the sky. Crowds throng the streets, their laughter echoing throughout. Children run and play in the streets, their faces beaming with innocent smiles. Adults, too, are infected by the joyful atmosphere, chatting amongst themselves, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Inside the courtyard, Su Chen remained unchanged, still dressed in a white robe, his snow-white hair casually cascading over his shoulders, shimmering with a mysterious luster in the sunlight. His eyes were like deep, cold pools, a deep, clear blue. His high, straight nose outlined near-perfect lines.
Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of the Fireworks Festival, Su Chen was in a good mood today, with a smile on his face and the corners of his mouth turned up.
At this moment, two women came out of the house.
One of the women was exceptionally beautiful, with an exquisitely delicate oval face and skin as white as snow, so smooth and flawless. She wore a long, light blue dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the breeze, like rippling water.
Another woman tilted her head slightly, revealing her slender neck, as elegant as a white swan. A purple ribbon was casually tied around her waist, perfectly outlining her slim figure.
Upon seeing the two women, Su Chen's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on his lips, and he nodded subconsciously.
A woman dressed in light blue jogged up to Su Chen, showing off her new dress, and said with a smile, "Brother, isn't it pretty?"
Su Chen looked at Ye Lingxi tenderly and nodded, "Beautiful! Very beautiful! Sigh, I wonder how many men you'll charm in the future."
Ye Lingxi chuckled, "What's wrong? Afraid your sister will be snatched away by another man?"
Su Chen said, "Of course I'm scared! Of course I'm scared! You're my only sister, how could I not be scared?"
Ye Lingxi threw herself into Su Chen's arms, looked up at Su Chen, and said, "Brother, don't worry, your little sister will never be taken away by another man."
Seemingly afraid that Su Chen wouldn't believe her, she quickly added, "Really! I swear!"
Su Chen stroked Ye Lingxi's hair, shook his head and laughed, "Silly girl, aren't you getting married?"
Ye Lingxi nodded, "I won't get married!"
Su Chen said gently, "Okay."
Yan Qingwu walked up to the two of them and said speechlessly, "You two, that's enough, are you ever going to stop?"
Ye Lingxi broke free from Su Chen's embrace, turned to look at Yan Qingwu, stuck out her tongue, and said with a grin, "What? Sister Qingwu, are you envious?"
Yan Qingwu rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.
Knock knock!
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Ye Lingxi's eyes lit up, "Sister Yue'er and Sister Ziyan are here!"
As she spoke, she jogged to the gate, opened it, and sure enough, there stood the two sisters surnamed Xiao.
Xiao Yue'er stood gracefully, like a white lotus blooming in a clear pond. Beneath her delicate nose, her lips were as tender as flower petals. Two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, making her sweet and lovely.
Beside her stood Xiao Ziyan, whose large eyes, like clear lake water, were framed by arched willow-leaf eyebrows. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings. Every gesture she made exuded a gentle and graceful temperament.
These two women seemed to be just as beautiful and elegant as Yan Qingwu and Ye Lingxi.