Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
Within the Northern Hong Domain, rows of figures clad in profound armor stepped out in unison, each battle formation composed of different members of the Demon Race.
The moment they gathered together, the surging demonic aura almost turned the vast jade waves crimson!
Right under the Immortals' noses, the Northern Dragon Palace had controlled these waters for years, turning them into a stronghold as impenetrable as an iron barrel.
There was no room for any power struggles; every Great Demon of the waters submitted to the Dragon Palace, offering not only annual tribute but also the elite of their clans to charge and breach formations on behalf of the Northern Dragon Palace.
At this moment, their eyes were cold as they stood silently in place.
In the grand hall, many Dragon Descendants were also armored, seated on either side.
