Deep within the North Sea, amid the intertwining blue and golden lights of the Blue-scaled Dragon Palace, Prime Minister Gui Luan rushed into the depths of the Dragon Palace, panicked and stumbling.
"Your Majesty the Dragon King, Your Majesty the Dragon King, bad news, the Crown Prince is in trouble, His Highness the Crown Prince is in trouble!"
In the depths of the Blue-scaled Dragon Palace, two middle-aged men cultivating with water veins thousands of miles long suddenly opened their eyes, their foreheads adorned with two ferocious dragon horns that were particularly striking.
"Zheng'er is in trouble?"
Suddenly sitting upright, the two water veins gathered in his hands dissipated instantly. In a moment, undercurrents surged in the depths of the North Sea, the seabed trembled, and hundred-meter-high waves rose on the sea surface above.
