York laughed when he heard what Crimson said.
He was quite familiar with the Red Dragon's personality, after all. They had known each other for many years.
"It's not bad, not bad at all."
"Speaking of which, the Pure-blooded Dragon Clan on Dragon Island is actually doing quite well these days."
"If I recall correctly, there should be one hundred and twelve members of the Pure-blooded Dragon Clan now, right?"
One hundred and twelve members meant one hundred and twelve Giant Dragons at or above the Saint Tier.
And now, every single one of the fifteen so-called Dragon Race Elders here had long since stepped into the Demigod Tier.
With the superior Bloodline of the Dragon Race, the Power of these fifteen Elders was already on par with that of ordinary Deities of Weak Divine Power.
"Alright, let's focus on the important matters. Enough of this idle talk."
