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"I don't even regard the gods of the heavens, yet you dare to call me a mortal. It seems that you of the Undying Dragon Clan have lived for millions of years in vain," Jiang Chen spoke again.
To be honest, if at this moment the Undying Dragon Clan were to break their seal and all emerge, Jiang Chen would indeed find it difficult to deal with them. However, with the seal suppressing them, he felt no fear. He intended to intimidate them first; as for later, when the Undying Dragon Clan broke free and returned to the world, Jiang Chen's cultivation would have advanced significantly by then. At that time, these Undying Dragons would be nothing more than mere insects in his eyes, and dealing with them would require little effort.
Sure enough, upon hearing Jiang Chen's words, the black dragon visibly hesitated.
"You need to rely on magical artifacts just to enter this deep sea, yet you claim you disregard the gods of the heavens? Do you really think I of the Undying Dragon Clan am a fool?" The black dragon snorted coldly.
Magical artifacts? This Undying Dragon Clan actually considered a submarine to be a magical artifact.
Jiang Chen smiled lightly, unfazed, and continued, "If you don’t believe me, soon there will be no place for your Undying Dragon Clan on this Earth."
As he spoke, a wave of spiritual energy emanated from him, enveloping the black dragon like a pressure descending from above, akin to divine thunder that shook the dragon's heart.
"What a powerful pressure! Could it be that the person inside this artifact is truly an expert?" The black dragon pondered secretly. However, it quickly became enraged. So what if there was an expert? They of the Undying Dragon Clan had once been suppressed by these cultivators. It loathed humanity and had vowed that when they emerged this time, they would wash away mankind in blood to avenge their resentment from being suppressed for thousands of years.
"You human beings dare to act arrogantly before us of the Undying Dragon Clan!" The black dragon suddenly let out a low growl, sending ripples through the depths of the sea.
The roar of the black dragon was like a domino effect, awakening other sleeping dragons in response. In an instant, the underwater realm was filled with dragon roars that contained centuries of resentment from their kind.
Jiang Chen frowned as whirlpools began to form beneath the water; it felt as though the submarine was being drawn into a powerful suction.
The old man and Ronnie were terrified.
Yet they did not dare blame Jiang Chen; they could only repeatedly ask him, "What should we do? What should we do?"
Jiang Chen hadn’t anticipated that this Undying Dragon Clan would be so volatile—ready to attack at any moment. Given his current strength, it was indeed unnecessary to confront them directly. As long as he knew they were here, it sufficed. Once he gathered other artifacts and improved his strength further, retrieving the Immortal Dragon Seal would be as easy as reaching into his pocket.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Chen said to Ronnie, "Let’s head back for now."
"Mr. Jiang, I’m afraid we can’t go back now," Ronnie replied as he tried to control the submarine, but it was completely unresponsive.
"I’ll handle it," Jiang Chen said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he released his spiritual energy outward and pushed the submarine upward rapidly.
After all, the Undying Dragon Clan was still suppressed; their magical powers were limited and their control over their surroundings was weak. As the submarine ascended a thousand meters, the suction grew weaker until eventually it no longer needed Jiang Chen’s assistance and could float up on its own.
Ascending was much easier than diving down.
Ronnie pushed the speed to its maximum and finally, the submarine broke through the surface of the water.
When they opened the hatch and breathed in fresh air, both Ronnie and the old man felt as though they had escaped death. Meanwhile, Jiang Chen remained calm as if nothing had happened at all. This left both men feeling helpless; they had nearly wet themselves from fear while Jiang Chen remained so composed. Who exactly was he? Was he truly expressionless?
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