"Below the Saints, all are ants; you understand this, don't you?" snorted the Azure Dragon, clearly with a hint of testing.
"Below the Saints, indeed all are ants. I too am powerless to contend with the Saints."
"But whether Hao Tian can truly become a Saint is still an unknown." Zhao Feng continued to smile serenely.
"Speak."
"What is your purpose in contacting us through our Dragon Clan juniors?"
"And how can you change the current situation of my Dragon Clan?" Yinglong was much calmer, looking at Zhao Feng as he asked, with a slightly better attitude.
"I hope the Dragon Clan will serve under my Qin."
"The Qin will then protect the Dragon Clan."
"It's that simple."
Zhao Feng looked at the Three Dragon Ancestors and spoke directly.
Upon hearing this.
The faces of the Three Dragon Ancestors changed instantly.
A tremendous pressure suddenly filled the Dragon Abyss.
Soon after.
Three mighty auras pressed toward Zhao Feng.
One at Quasi-Saint Great Perfection.
