The curse techniques on Mingye’s body had been strengthened. Shen Yanxiao used an appearance-changing potion once again to transform herself into the figure of Ye Dou.

This time, Vermillion Bird returned to Shen Yanxiao's body and left with her.

On the other hand, Sal was already going mad. He had mobilized all the undead to search the whole Hidden Dragon Continent thoroughly, but had still failed to find the whereabouts of Mingye. Even Long Yan had sent the dragons under him to look for Mingye, but they still found nothing.

At this moment, Sal was sitting in the hall and his original gray face was even uglier.

"We have already searched everywhere, but there is still no trace of Prince Mingye. Now it seems that there is only one possibility: Prince Mingye was captured by the dragons in the north." Long Yan sat to the side, looking at the gloomy Sal.

The situation right now was the most satisfying result for Long Yan. He did not know whether the dragons in the north had really captured Mingye, but now Sal had no choice but to fight the northern dragons.

"It is difficult to confront the north with our current forces. Since we can't find the whereabouts of Prince Mingye, the operation on the Dragon Cemetery should be carried out as soon as possible. Only by resurrecting the bone dragons can we have the strength to attack the north and rescue Prince Mingye." The attack on the north was delayed by the disappearance of Mingye, and Long Yan was already a little impatient.

Sal just frowned, but the group of royal relatives jumped out at this moment.

"My Lord instructed beforehand that the dragons in the Dragon Cemetery must be resurrected by His Highness! His Highness is not here right now; how can we act on our own!” The ones more anxious than Sal were the group of royal relatives. The only thing they could rely on in the Hidden Dragon Continent was Mingye. Now that he was missing, their identities had become nothing. Sal would not accept their opinions at all.

If the dragons in the Dragon Cemetery were resurrected at this time, the one who would benefit the most was Sal, and they were naturally reluctant to see that happen.

"This is no time to be so stubborn. Are you really not worried about your Highness' safety? Let me tell you that the dragons in the north have a deep hatred for the undead. If you continue to let Mingye stay in their hands, I can’t guarantee that you can safely rescue him when the time comes.” Long Yan sneered.

When Mingye disappeared, the supreme commander of the undead was Sal. All he needed to do was to persuade Sal and then get everything done.

"How dare you curse His Highness!" The group of royal relatives became furious.

"Enough!" Sal shouted and the whole room turned quiet at once.

"I know your concerns, but the most important thing right now is to rescue Prince Mingye. I can promise that every high undead present here has the right to resurrect two or three high-level dragons. In this way, you can also give our Lord explanations." Sal half-squinted his eyes at the group of royal relatives. He knew better than anyone what was going on in their minds.

Sure enough, after Sal’s promise, the voices of opposition from the royal relatives disappeared immediately.

This was a great temptation for them. According to the instructions of the Undead Lord, the dragons in the Dragon Cemetery should all be resurrected by Mingye alone. They couldn’t even share one of them. All the way, they worked hard to curry favor with Mingye, and all that was for Mingye to let them have a share. But now that Sal was being so generous, how could they still bargain?

"What General Sal said is correct, right now the most important thing is to rescue His Highness Mingye." The group of royal relatives immediately changed their tone. Anyway, if the Lord of the undead pursued this matter, they could just blame everything on Sal.

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