"..." Ke Shisan glanced at it silently.
"..." Wu Jun hesitated for a moment, then helplessly patted the bloodstains on his shoulder, "I’ll take care of the body."
The serpent-dragon, sniffing the scent of blood at the tip of its nose, watched the two Great Demons in silence.
Before it had even made a move, these two had already started discussing the matter of body collection.
Was this aged Golden Dragon truly related to the thirteen Dragon Descendants?
And the other party claimed to be the East Hall Master... What hall was that?
Why had it never heard of such a power within Southern Hong? Could it be from the outside?
But none of these mattered now.
What mattered most was its own life.
"Both of you, I am here on the orders of the Southern Dragon Palace’s Crown Prince to inquire into the calamity that has befallen our Aquatic Race. Moreover, when two armies are at war, envoys should not be killed. If you persist in your actions, breaking the rules, I fear great disaster will befall you."
The serpent-dragon, without any hesitation, held up the Imperial Edict as if clutching at a lifeline.
But that Imperial Edict, which caused all powers of Southern Hong to be quite wary, merely made the Mystic Turtle Great Demon laugh out loud.
Wu Jun approached the serpent-dragon step by step, suddenly reached out to wrap his hand around its neck, then pointed to his own face, "Do you recognize me?"
"Heh!" The serpent-dragon was still immersed in the astonishing Demon Body of this monster. It seemed the casually flung hand was unavoidable.
Upon hearing the question, it instinctively responded, "I do not recognize."
"Well, there you go."
The smile on Wu Jun’s face slowly faded, becoming as cold as Ke Shisan’s, "So, what makes you think I would care about your rules?"
In an instant, a dense black light flowed over the serpent-dragon’s body like ink, enveloping it completely at a visible speed.
Still clutching the Imperial Edict, the serpent-dragon raised it high, eyes bulging, breathing heavily, "My lord, the Crown Prince, is a True Dragon comparable to the Unity Realm Stage!"
It had just finished speaking when a muffled ’puchi’ sound came from its body.
Its entire abdomen was pierced through from behind by a huge, sharp Dragon Claw.
Suddenly, the Dragon Claw clenched tightly, crushing its internal organs.
Ke Shisan leisurely withdrew his right claw.
Stumbling, the serpent-dragon fell to the ground, wrapped in black light, clamping its abdomen tightly, staring in disbelief at the two majestic figures.
However, there was no opportunity left for it to say anything more.
Wu Jun had already stepped forward and ruthlessly stamped down!
In crushing the serpent-dragon’s body, he also trampled the Imperial Edict beneath his feet.
He looked down without lifting his foot; instead, he carelessly ground it a few more times, his expression sneering with mockery, "I know you can see this."
Wu Jun ground the Imperial Edict to pieces bit by bit, his voice bearing a provocative tone, "Not satisfied?"
He stretched out two fingers, lightly tapped his temple, his expression becoming increasingly wild, "I’ll be waiting for you to come find me, heh, Crown Prince... just a crawler from Southern Hong."
"As for now, you can get lost."
Wu Jun withdrew his gaze and completely crushed the Imperial Edict into powder.
And in the distant depths of the waters,
within the glittering Crown Prince’s hall,
the aged dragon, wearing Imperial Crowns and regal attire, rested on the throne, appearing serene as if asleep, but behind those Imperial Crowns, one could see its expressionless face now shrouded in utmost darkness.
It gazed silently at the emptiness.
Finally, after a long while, it closed its eyes.
A chilling coldness flickered at the corners of its mouth, and the entire hall echoed with its sighs.
Has the Southern Dragon Palace been silent for too long now?
Not only the Seven Sons of Hong but even these messy, trivial powers dare to trespass?
If that is the case, then let’s try.
Let’s see if the Southern Dragon Palace has indeed fallen so low as to be bullied by everyone.
In an instant, the Crown Prince’s figure vanished from the throne.
When he reappeared, he was in the deepest part of the water, within the large green-brick hall, standing before the crude carving of a yellow dragon, bowing towards the Abyssal Cavern, "Father, your son has come to see you."
Elder Ke Si, who had been on his knees begging for an unknown length of time with no response from the Abyssal Cavern, finally saw a flicker of life.
A deep, sonorous voice drifted out with the water currents.
Within that simple word lay limitless authority.
From the depths, a pair of eyes began to glow with golden light, the dark green pupils resembling the most venomous creatures in the world.