Five days later, the Dragon Shark Flying Ship stopped above the ruins.

At a glance, one could not see where the ruins ended. Despite being mottled with time, and long weeds growing everywhere, the outline of the buildings in the ruins were huge. It was not hard to imagine their glory once upon a time, and the imperious nature of its inhabitants.

“These are the desolate Black Dragon Clan’s ruins! The scale of the buildings here are bigger than my Grandmist Emperor Palace, but now, we can’t even find a complete building anymore.” Jiang Hong sounded melancholic. 

The desolate Black Dragon Clan’s annihilation gave Jiang Hong a feeling of helplessness and sympathy.

The Black Dragon Clan that once rivaled the Grandmist Emperor Palace had actually reached such an ending in less than a hundred million...