At this moment.
The gray-robed old man that Ao Yuan had transformed into flew toward Ye Xuan, attempting to stop Ye Xuan from sealing Canghui Yinglong.
Ye Xuan looked at Ao Yuan, his expression calm as he spoke, "What do you want?"
Ao Yuan's face was full of wrinkles; as an unparalleled powerhouse with the True Dragon Bloodline, he shouldn't look this old.
But this is the power of time, and under its erosion, even this Divine Dragon with the True Dragon Bloodline couldn't hide from the arrival of wrinkles.
Seeing Ye Xuan stop, Ao Yuan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, then cupped his hands and bowed, "Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."
Ye Xuan remained silent.
Ao Yuan awkwardly chuckled, then said, "This senior is my Dragon Clan's senior Yinglong. I wish to speak with him about something."
"I ask that senior show mercy and allow me to take senior Yinglong back to the Demons Heavenly Court."
