"Ao Yi… Ao Yi!"
Outside the East Ocean Dragon Palace, the dragon race and the Sea Clan's rebels were fighting.
Hundreds of thousands of living beings were surrounded and killed in the sea within a radius of hundreds of kilometers. Layers of waves were stirred on the surface of the sea.
That place was only one of the dozen or so battlefields outside the East Ocean. The Sea Clan's rebel army seemed to have gone crazy. The dragon race's defense line, which was built by the Immortal Flood Dragon troops and the prawn soldiers and crabs, also felt quite pressured.
Ao Yi was there. He led hundreds of elite Immortal Flood Dragon troops and fought among the enemies.
When he suddenly heard Li Changshou's voice transmission, Ao Yi immediately retreated into the Immortal Flood Dragon troops and took out a brocade pouch.
The brocade pouch opened, and a paper effigy jumped out and transformed into a young Daoist…
"Brother Sect Master?"
