Others were unaware, but Ao Guang was acutely aware of the Great Sage who Overturns the Seas’ strength; the Great Sage was truly a formidable character.

As soon as the Divine Exorcist Great Sage left, Ao Guang immediately urged Prime Minister Turtle, "Hurry, we must stop them before the war begins, or our elite forces of the Dragon Palace will be finished."

Seeing his king’s demeanor, Prime Minister Turtle understood the gravity of the situation and dared not delay even a moment, swiftly applying his Water Escape Technique toward the direction of the army.

"Prime Minister Turtle, wait a moment!"

Just as Prime Minister Turtle flew out of the Dragon Palace, he was called back by a voice but turned around only to see Ao Xing.

"It turns out to be Prince Ao Xing. May I ask why you have stopped this old official?" asked Prime Minister Turtle with a hurried smile.

Although this particular Dragon Son was inconspicuous within the Dragon Palace, the cautious Prime Minister Turtle nonetheless treated him with great respect.

"Prime Minister Turtle, where are you rushing off to in such haste?"

"Your Highness, I am acting on his Majesty’s orders to rush to the frontline. I really don’t have time for pleasantries now. Perhaps, when I return from carrying out my orders, I shall pay you a visit," replied Prime Minister Turtle.

With urgency at hand, Prime Minister Turtle was not willing to engage further with Ao Xing, for the Dragon King’s wrath was not something he could afford to provoke.

However, Ao Xing showed no signs of letting Prime Minister Turtle go, still smiling, he said, "The matters at the frontline can wait. Why such haste, Prime Minister?"

Seeing that Ao Xing still would not let him pass, Prime Minister Turtle’s expression changed slightly and said, "Prince Ao Xing, this matter involves the Dragon Clan and is a direct command from His Majesty. It is extremely urgent. I beg Your Highness not to detain me further and let this old official leave quickly."

"Oh! Just by sticking around in the Eastern Sea can you possibly revive our Dragon Clan? The Dragon Clan has reached a point where only by breaking can we stand anew. Yet, my father still chooses to retreat, not realizing that continuing this way, the entire Dragon Clan might head towards doom," Ao Xing spoke with a hint of sarcasm, causing Prime Minister Turtle to feel uneasy, sensing an unfamiliarity in the Dragon Son before him today.

"Why would Your Highness speak such words, aren’t you afraid of His Majesty’s blame?"

"Forget it. No matter what you intend, I still need to advise you, the Eastern Sea is after all His Majesty’s territory, and if you oppose His Majesty, I fear your end will not be good," Prime Minister Turtle, feeling compelled to speak out given the high stakes.

Having many offspring, Ao Guang could easily deal with Ao Xing, the least conspicuous among his Dragon Sons, should he become aware of Ao Xing’s intentions.

Having said his piece, Prime Minister Turtle turned and walked away, unwilling to waste any more time, realizing Ao Xing was likely trying to delay him.

However, this time Ao Xing did not stop him but instead watched Prime Minister Turtle leave, muttering to himself, "Good words can’t persuade the damned, Prime Minister Turtle, you’re bringing this on yourself!"

As his words faded, a dark shadow quietly followed Prime Minister Turtle, flying towards Luzhou in the North.

Prime Minister Turtle left Ao Xing and proceeded towards the direction of the advancing army, but halfway there, he suddenly sensed something wrong.

Given Ao Xing had revealed his true intentions, how could he possibly let him leave so easily? Prime Minister Turtle thought, concluding something ominous, unless the other party had means to permanently silence him.

Cold sweat trickling down his cheeks, Prime Minister Turtle felt an endless malice coming from all directions, as if it were trying to devour him.

He quickly changed direction, at this moment caring less about Ao Guang’s orders, as preserving his life became his priority.

However, not long after changing his direction, an invisible barrier appeared in front of him, stopping his progress completely.

"Don’t kill me—I know nothing!" Prime Minister Turtle shouted loudly, hoping the person behind the scenes would spare his life.

"Prince Ao Xing, spare me!"

Prime Minister Turtle continuously begged for mercy, but the cold intent to kill did not lessen at all. Soon, the icy breath enveloped the sea area, and the surrounding seawater began to form white frost flowers.

This was a master skilled in the ways of frost, and Prime Minister Turtle realized he had fallen into a life-and-death crisis.

By now, he naturally understood that the other’s intent to kill was resolute; he should find a way to escape.

Just then, the chill struck, and all around was a vast expanse of white. The extreme cold froze the seawater.

Prime Minister Turtle had no chance to resist and was frozen within the seawater, his eyes wide open as if still in shock.

With the death of Prime Minister Turtle, the cold air seemed to disappear, leaving only his frozen body to sink into the deep sea.

When the ice touched the seabed, clear cracks appeared on it, and quickly the ice shattered, and Prime Minister Turtle’s head fell off, followed by a new head stretching out from the shell.

"That was close. Thankfully, I perfected this feigned death technique, or I would have died here today," Prime Minister Turtle sighed with lingering fear.

At that moment, he truly felt the steps of death; if his feigned death technique were delayed even a second, he would indeed be a dead turtle now.

"Prince Ao Xing really is enigmatic."

Thinking about how this Dragon Son, who had always kept a low profile, possessed such great power secretly, he felt a wave of fright.

It turns out that the seemingly calm Eastern Sea had long been filled with undercurrents.

"I must hurry to inform His Majesty," Prime Minister Turtle muttered to himself.

He could sense that a dark tide was surging toward the Dragon Palace, yet the Dragon King had no inkling of it.

"No wonder Brother Ao Xing said you are deep and scheming."

Suddenly, a young voice rang in his ear. He turned his head and saw a young Dragon Son with crystalline dragon horns on his head standing behind him, emitting a heart-chilling chill.

Prime Minister Turtle turned pale with fear; this was clearly the person who had tried to assassinate him, and unexpectedly, he had not chosen to leave but had been waiting nearby.

"You... Prince Ao Yu!"

Prime Minister Turtle recognized that it was a Dragon Son from the Northern Sea, a renowned prodigy in the Dragon Clan. He hadn’t expected such a person to also be working for Ao Xing.

What other secrets was Prince Ao Xing hiding? Prime Minister Turtle felt that he had never truly understood this Dragon Son.

All he knew was that he loved to read, to teach, and nothing else.

However, Ao Yu was not willing to give him much time to think. He was sent on a mission to silence him and would not easily let Prime Minister Turtle escape.

The surging chill came again, and Prime Minister Turtle was frozen into an ice block; this time, he could not use his feigned death technique.

Ao Yu approached the frozen Prime Minister Turtle, tapped gently on the ice, and it emitted a crisp sound, then shattered into a mist of blood that completely disappeared into the sea.