"Let me help you," Deng Linyu turned around.
Seeing that Xiao An'an was too slow, he helplessly pushed the wheelchair, quickly heading towards the Sect Gate.
Upon reaching the Sect Gate.
He saw a massive Divine Dragon Ship hovering in the firmament.
The Dragon Boat floated in the void.
Waves of dragon might emanated, as the dragon head seemed to come alive, facing the True Martial Sect.
"I wonder what brings the esteemed members of the Ancient Dragon Nation here?" Wang Hengzhi's expression changed slightly upon seeing the Dragon Boat, questioning in confusion.
He realized that the situation was far from simple.
Clearly, they came with hostile intentions.
Suddenly, a figure stepped out into the void from the Dragon Boat.
This figure was wearing a golden Dragon Robe.
Of course, the dragon embroidered on it was merely a Jiao Dragon.
A true Dragon Robe could only be worn by the emperor of the Ancient Dragon Nation.
The man with the Jiao Dragon Robe had two horns on his head.
