At this time, Ye Luo, who was briefly in closed cultivation at the Zi Wei Sect, naturally did not know that the entire South Territory had already thoroughly erupted into chaos.
On Dragon Island, the Floating Dragon King, Wandering Dragon King, and the Black Dragon King of the Black Dragon lineage, along with many other Dragon Kings, had once again gathered together in a rare meeting, their expressions solemn, and the entire room filled with an oppressive atmosphere.
"Hmph, too arrogant, daring to kill a Dragon King of our Dragon Clan, truly deserves to die. Our Dragon Clan is not so easily bullied. Isn't it just a wild mongrel? I don't believe it. If the Dragon Kings don't mind, I can go slay him myself!" The Black Dragon King said indifferently.
However, his tone could not hide the bone-chilling killing intent.
All the Dragon Kings knew that the Dragon King who had died belonged to the Black Dragon lineage.
