Under Ao Kong's efforts.
Very soon.
A total of more than thirty Nascent Soul-level dragons, each with different bloodlines, arrived on Ruoquan Island.
They looked bewilderedly at the Dragon Transformation Pool.
"Ancestor? Are you truly not fooled?"
One of the younger Nascent Soul dragons couldn't help but ask, "Did you bring us here just to bleed into it?"
The other dragons also wondered if this ancestor had perhaps slept for too long, causing some mental issues — after all, they had secretly plucked his scales before their Nascent Soul stage without fear.
The Dragon Clan, due to its pitifully low numbers, takes care of its descendants far more than some human sects, really treating them like treasures.
Ao Kong's expression turned solemn: "Otherwise, what did I bring you for?"
