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The pressure of the unfathomable sea seemed to grow heavier with the deepening crisis. Ao Bing stood on the high platform of the Ancestor Dragon Hall, overlooking the entire Dragon Palace. The once resplendent Crystal Palace now dimmed in its glory, with three times the usual number of patrolling guards, each member of the Dragon Tribe wearing expressions of tension and worry.
Since the Sea Stabilizing Needle was stolen and the Dragon King was gravely injured, the Dragon Palace had plunged into an unprecedented crisis. The imbalance of sea energy led to frequent storms, causing disasters along the coastal regions. Worse still, divisions within the Dragon Tribe were becoming increasingly severe; the factions led by Ao Lie and the Crown Prince were no longer concealed, with power struggles playing out both openly and covertly every day.
Ao Bing sighed softly and turned to walk towards the Dragon King's chamber. For two months, he had visited his father almost daily, but there were no signs of improvement in the Dragon King's condition. The physician had said it was an ancient poison known as "Li Yang Frost Poison," specifically targeting the Water System energy of the Dragon Tribe. Unless an antidote could be found, it would be difficult for the Dragon King to awaken.
The guards saw Ao Bing and respectfully stepped aside. He nodded in acknowledgment and entered the inner chamber of the royal quarters. The Dragon King lay on a crystal bed, his complexion pale and breathing weak, his once strong body now seeming to have aged hundreds of years in an instant.
"Father," Ao Bing called softly, taking his father's cold hand in his own. "I have come to see you again."
There was no response; only the faint sound of breathing confirmed that the Dragon King was still alive. A sharp pain pierced Ao Bing's heart as he fought back tears and began to report on recent events.
"The search for the Sea Stabilizing Needle continues, but there has been no progress. The Li Yang Sect is elusive, and our spies cannot infiltrate them. However, there is some good news: I have been in contact with Nezha. He has mastered a considerable degree of Demon Sphere Power, which may help us in our fight against the Li Yang Sect."
Mentioning Nezha softened Ao Bing's voice unconsciously. Through their special connection via Dragon Scale, he could sense Nezha's progress in cultivation. The growth of that power brought him comfort but also concern—if the Dragon Palace discovered how closely he was tied to Magic Orb Reincarnation, it would surely cause even greater turmoil.
"Father, you once taught me that the Dragon Tribe and Demon Orb are irreconcilable enemies, destined to oppose one another. But my encounter with Nezha has made me begin to question this fatalism. His Demon Sphere Power is not solely destructive; it can also be used for protection and creation..."
Ao Bing spoke on, as if his father could understand him. This was his small act of defiance; before his father, he could shed the burdens of being a prince and return to being Ao Bing—a young man with his own thoughts and feelings.
Just as Ao Bing immersed himself in his monologue, the door to the chamber was suddenly pushed open. Ao Run, the loyal captain of the royal guard, rushed in with a look of panic.
"Your Highness! This is bad!" Ao Run knelt on one knee, lowering his voice significantly. "We have just received urgent intelligence: the Li Yang Sect has found the location for awakening Lady Shiji —Western Sea Flame Island! They plan to hold the ceremony three days from now during Zi Shi. If they succeed, chaos will ensue in our waters!"
Ao Bing's expression shifted from gentle to serious in an instant. "Are you sure this information is accurate?"
"Absolutely," Ao Run replied solemnly. "Our undercover agent risked their life to deliver this information. Worse yet, the Li Yang Sect has mastered a special formation that can use the Dragon Tribe energy within the Sea Stabilizing Needle against us; if we attack recklessly, we may face total annihilation."
Ao Bing clenched his fists tightly, his brow furrowed. "Notify the council hall; we will hold an emergency meeting in one hour. All elders must attend—those who fail to appear without cause will be treated as traitors!"
Ao Run acknowledged his orders and left hurriedly. Ao Bing took one last look at his father and whispered softly, "Father, I will find a way to retrieve the Sea Stabilizing Needle and save our tribe. Please... hold on."
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