Western Hong, Dragon Palace Great Hall.
Many Dragon Sons stood within the hall, whispering amongst themselves, yet their expressions grew increasingly ugly.
Only Qi Shengtao sat aloft, eyes closed in meditation, his lean body enveloped in a splendid robe. The terrifying aura faintly emanating from him made it impossible for anyone to look directly at him.
"So, you mean to say, despite all the Aquatic Race keeping watch day and night, there's still no trace of Ten Thousand Demon Hall?"
After a long time, the West Dragon King gently exhaled, interrupting the conversations in the hall.
The tallest and most majestic of the four Dragon Sons, bearing a heroic demeanor and clad in the silver armor of the Dragon Palace, slowly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Reporting to Father, your son has dispatched troops to guard at all key passes. The moment there is any news, the Dragon Palace will be immediately alerted, and we will not face a repeat of last time."