The Tiger King's Demand

White Tiger Clan.

"Longwang Clan, you finally remembered to come."

Just as the seven dragons arrived, Bai Po's figure appeared.

"Bai Po, what do you mean by this?" Longwang Clan asked.

"It doesn't mean anything, it just means you arrived too late."

After Bai Po finished speaking, he paused, then smiled and said:

"Your Dragon Race Atavism, who have already hatched, are only arriving now. It's clear you don't care about this at all."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, all the dragons were astonished.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at the Longwang Clan, transmitting his voice:

"Dragon Emperor, the young dragon has hatched and may have already opened its eyes. If what it sees upon opening its eyes is this White Tiger Clan, won't the young dragon become a ferocious beast in the future?"

The other dragons did not send any messages, but judging from their reactions, they generally shared the same concerns.

The Longwang Clan did not respond, but instead said to Bai Po:

Where is it?

"Come with me."

Bai Po spoke, then turned around and leaped away into the distance.

The dragons followed one after another, and after a few breaths, Bai Po stopped at a certain spot.

The dragons all looked around, observing and sensing.

Soon, a sense of doubt arose in their minds.

"Can a place like this really hatch Atavism?"

This place is far from ordinary, let alone average; it has a rather desolate feel to it.

At this moment, Bai Po uttered several syllables.

The next moment.

Swish, swish, swish.

Several beams of energy shot out and landed on the ground.

Rumble.

A tremendous sound came from the ground, and under the watchful eyes of the dragons, it slowly rose up.

Once the ground is completely removed, the scene inside becomes clearly visible, revealing another small world within.

But none of the dragons paid any attention to it.

At this moment, their gazes and attention were all focused on one particular spot.

There, a young dragon lay Jingjing on the ground, its body curled up, its head buried in its body.

"Is this Atavism?"

The dragons' expressions visibly changed, their gazes fixed intently on the small dragon, which was no bigger than their claws.

"Come."

Bai Po spoke, and instantly a force lifted the little dragon up and flew it to the front of the other dragons.

Immediately, his gaze turned towards the Longwang Clan:

"How?"

Longwang Clan remained silent, simply observing the little dragon intently.

On both sides, the dragons stretched their necks out a bit, trying to get a better view.

A moment later, the Longwang Clan handed the baby dragon to the side:

"Here, pass it around and see."

Immediately, all the dragons perked up.

Other things might be faked, but the feeling is different when a baby dragon is actually held in the palm of your hand.

Anyone who has come into contact with the young dragon can sense that this one is different from the others.

This dragon is destined to be extraordinary!

"Long Xiao."

Youlong turned his head, looked at Long Xiao beside him, and sighed:

"This really is Atavism! The Dragon Emperor didn't lie to us!"

Upon hearing this, all the dragons turned their gazes toward Long Xiao.

Long Xiao's face immediately darkened.

He's an old fox; he knows exactly what the other guy is thinking.

It's obvious they're using this excuse to show their loyalty to the Longwang Clan.

He was already somewhat displeased that they had actually Atavism.

Are they playing this trick on me again?

At that moment, Long Xiao let out a cold snort:

"No one has ever seen what a true Atavism looks like. Can someone just have a unique aura and become Atavism?"

"Speaking of unique auras, Long Yang's aura was quite unusual when he was born, but what happened afterward?"

"Who knows if this will be the next Long Yang?"

Want to admit your mistake?

How could that be!

How can you become strong if you don't even have your own convictions?

"What you're saying..."

The dragon spoke, saying:

"Facts speak louder than words. Whether it's true or not, just feel it for yourself and you'll see the truth."

As he spoke, the dragon presented the Atavism forward.

On the side, Youlong had a look of watching the show on his face.

He didn't believe it before either.

But after trying it myself, I realized that the wait was worthwhile.

Another dragon narrowed its gaze slightly, turned to look at the Longwang Clan, and hesitated to speak.

At this moment, Longwang Clan spoke up:

"Etc."

As he spoke, the aura of the Longwang Clan descended.

Immediately, the dragon's movements froze slightly, and it stopped moving forward.

"This little guy has been out for too long."

As he spoke, Longwang Clan raised his hand and grabbed the Atavism back into his hand.

Long Xiao narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Longwang Clan.

Just as he was about to speak, the Longwang Clan took out the Ten Thousand Scale Armor.

Brush.

The dragon scale armor flew out and landed on the body of the Atavism. In an instant, the entire dragon scale armor began to change, deform, shrink, and finally completely envelop the Atavism.

"It's not that we don't trust your White Tiger Clan, but this Atavism cub is still too important. More protection will put everyone at ease." Longwang Clan said, his gaze turning towards Bai Po.

Only then did he throw the Atavism to Long Xiao.

"Longwang Clan, what do you mean by this?"

Long Xiao spoke in a deep voice.

Longwang Clan asked in confusion:

"What, aren't you concerned about the safety of the Atavism offspring?"

Long Xiao didn't speak, but took a deep breath and said:

"Yes, the safety of the Atavism cub is paramount."

The four dragons, standing to the side, understood perfectly.

That's what they say, but how could they not see what they really mean?

But from the Dragon Emperor's perspective, it's not a big deal, since not long ago, Long Xiao said that the Dragon Emperor was not worthy of the position.

Although Long Xiao might not actually harm the Atavism cub, such an important matter cannot be gambled on!

"Huh."

At this moment, Bai Po suddenly spoke:

"Is this the Ten Thousand Scale Armor of your Dragon Race?"

"Good."

The Longwang Clan spoke with pride.

"It's really good."

Bai Po nodded, but then changed the subject:

"It would be even better if my White Tiger Clan could have a look at it."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of all the dragons present subtly changed.

The Ten Thousand Scale Armor is a treasure of the Dragon Race; how could it be allowed to be casually shown to other races?

At that moment, a dragon spoke:

"White Tiger King, isn't this request a bit excessive?"

Another dragon also chimed in:

"It would be bad if they came up with something else from this."

"Of course, we need to figure out what's going on."

Bai Po spoke, looking at the Longwang Clan:

"You're not going to refuse to cooperate, are you?"

Shu Long looked towards the Longwang Clan, who then coughed lightly and said:

"The Ten Thousand Scale Armor is a closely guarded secret of our Dragon Race."

"So?" Bai Po pressed.

Longwang Clan shook his head.

"What if I insist on seeing it?" the White Tiger laughed.

As soon as the words were spoken, White Tiger figures suddenly appeared all around, surrounding the dragons.

Upon seeing this, all the dragons' expressions changed.

At this moment, the atmosphere is tense, and a move could be made at any moment.

In an instant, tensions rose between the inside and outside, and swords were drawn.