After the merfolk said that, he looked at Shen Yanxiao thoughtfully. With a wave of his arm, he led the other merfolks behind him into the water and disappeared.
The coast was silent. Qian Yuan and the two sky dragons were immersed in great grief.
It had been two thousand years since they parted ways, but they received such news the moment they returned. She wondered how desperate they must feel.
Shen Yanxiao did not urge Qian Yuan to move forward. She knew that Qian Yuan and the rest had to recover their emotions during this period.
There were more than one eight-winged golden dragon in the Dragon race, but as long as other dragons chose to be loyal to one of them, they would always follow by their side regardless of weal or woe.
Compared to the rulers of the Human race, the Dragon King of the Dragon race was the one who had won the hearts of the people. All the dragons under him would go through fire and water for any of his orders.
