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Within the Palace of the Moon, a black and a gold dragon fought intensely in the air. They spat out frost and wind, freezing heaven and earth. They charged up bolts of lightning that tore apart the void. Ao Shuai had plenty of techniques, but Ao Zhou easily held his own.
"Why do you know the techniques of the dragons of the Southern Sea?!" Ao Shuai cried out.
"What do you mean? Your Southern techniques originated from the Eastern Sea, too. The tens of thousands of dragons under heaven originated from the Eastern Sea, the principal clan of dragons. You're nothing but an offshoot, and even your palace had been part of the Eastern Sea Draconic Palace. How dare you talk to me about 'your' techniques!" Ao Zhou sniffed disdainfully.
"The Eastern Sea dragons are done for. You're the only one of your kind left!" Ao Shuai snapped back.
"With me around, the Eastern Sea dragons shall survive and thrive once again. Ao Shuai, you're no match for me," Ao Zhou declared.
He whipped his tail and sent Ao Shuai flying.
"How could this be? You're just a True Immortal. How can you block my blows?!"
"Your techniques...
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