Is this madness, or a threat?
He remembered what Qi Yuan had mentioned before about the Candle Dragon, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, and so on. He gritted his teeth and said, "My Well Dragon Clan is willing to become the subjects of the Heavenly Venerable."
Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan broke into a smile.
He was indeed lucky today.
"And you all?"
The other clan heads looked pained and aggrieved, some even started having ill thoughts about Venerable Huanghun.
"We are willing to become the Heavenly Venerable's subjects!"
The remaining ancient gods all pledged their loyalty.
Qi Yuan was very pleased: "It seems like my luck isn't bad today.
What a pity that there isn't a lottery shop here, otherwise, I would buy some tickets."
The ancient gods in the room looked at each other, daring not to say a word.
"Qi Qi." At this moment, Qi Yuan called out.
Qi Qi, dressed in a green robe, again appeared, glancing at the three corpses on the ground before retracting her gaze, "Godfather."