This dragon was enormous, and more importantly, he emitted an extremely powerful aura. This aura instantly enveloped everyone present, creating an indescribable sense of oppression. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the arena all assumed attack postures.

This was none other than Dragon Prince's second uncle, Western Draking.

Although these shrimp soldiers and crab generals were no match for Western Draking, they could not retreat. They could only continue to stand in the forefront.

"Don't carry such hostility. After all, I came without any malicious intent this time around," Western Draking said in a deep voice.

An inexplicable anger was ignited in Dragon Prince’s heart. He glared at Western Draking as he said, "I've been treating you with respect because you're my uncle, but if you insist on being my enemy, don't blame me for taking action.”

"And what will you do, my good nephew?" Western Draking's words carried a hint of mockery.

"Why you..." With these words, Dragon Pri