At the moment Isabelle turned into a golden light and left, throughout the various mountain ranges on Dragon Island.
Countless powerful Dragon Clan members, who originally lay low and retracted their breaths, raised their dragon heads one after another.
They respectfully watched the golden streak disappearing into the sky, letting out a low and harmonious dragon chant.
"Farewell, Lady!"
Not until Isabelle's aura completely vanished from the range of perception did these dragons slowly straighten their bodies.
Some young dragons couldn't help but whisper to each other.
"Lady Isabelle has finally awakened, but why didn't His Majesty the Dragon Emperor meet with her?" a young blue dragon asked in puzzlement.
Beside it, an elder black dragon, its scales gleaming with a metallic sheen, said in a deep voice:
"His Majesty the Dragon Emperor has his profundity and strategy in his actions, not something we are in a position to speculate on. Just focus on our duties."
