Under the clear blue sky.
In the middle of Shuanglong River, at the riverbed.
Yibai's Jiao form was coiled around a large stone, with the Old Tortoise swimming beside him, limbs trembling.
"Dragon Lord, are you saying you've acquired the qualifications to compete for the Chen position?"
The Old Tortoise's tone was excited.
"Prophet, there's no need to be so agitated. I've only gained the qualifications to compete for the Chen position, not actually become the Demon of the Chen position,"
Yibai said.
Though he said not to get overexcited,
the very thought of the Chen position still stirred waves in his heart.
Chen position!!
He was clear that his current strength was insufficient, even if he got the Chen position, it wouldn't be enough to maintain control over a territory.
Perhaps after transforming into a dragon, he might be capable, but as a Jiao right now, he certainly could not.