"What's going on?"
Seeing that his father was still in a slumbering state, the deep vigilance and alertness appeared in Iliad's eyes as he began to search and gaze around, looking for any potential danger.
According to his understanding, his father was different from the majority of the Dragon Clan. Even while asleep, when threatened, the Dragon Beard would autonomously react to counter any attack, but only under threat. In normal circumstances, it would remain still to minimize consumption.
But now, he couldn't see any threat, and yet his father's dragon body started moving. This was somewhat illogical and inconsistent with previous situations.
Just as Iliad was on high alert, Noah's body, peeking out from the Heavenly Temple, did not stop, and more of the enormous dragon body emerged from the temple. Before long, the magnificent dragon wings spread over the temple, nearly enveloping everything beneath their canopy.
"Father!"
