Dragon Valley Miniature World, Nameless Plains.
Jing Shaoyu and Ye Xinglan moved steadily across the plains, pausing at intervals to absorb and digest the dragon clouds in the sky.
The dragon clouds above this plain were numerous and densely packed, almost covering the entire expanse, stretching as far as the eye could see.
"Shaoyu, where are we going? We need a goal, right? We can't just wander aimlessly forever," Ye Xinglan asked.
"We can try to find the Dragon Tomb," Jing Shaoyu replied.
"Dragon Tomb?"
"That's right. It's said that deep within the Dragon Valley Miniature World lies a dragon graveyard, one of the most important places for the dragon race. All the powerful dragon souls reside there," Jing Shaoyu said, his eyes gleaming with meaning. "Aside from formidable true dragon souls, the Dragon Tomb also contains the remains of dragons. Ordinary dragon bones are already priceless treasures, let alone true dragon Soul Bones!"
"True dragon Soul Bones!" Ye Xinglan's eyes lit up, her face filled with anticipation and desire. "Do true dragon Soul Bones really exist in this so-called Dragon Tomb?"
"Ninety-nine percent certainty!" Jing Shaoyu declared confidently. "In ancient times, before our human race rose to prominence, the dragon race ruled the Douluo World. The Dragon Tomb within the Dragon Valley was their largest burial ground, where all deceased dragons—from the rise to the fall of their race—were laid to rest.
You should know that true dragons almost always leave behind Soul Bones. So just imagine—how many true dragons are buried in the Dragon Tomb? Wouldn't they have left Soul Bones behind?"
"Mm-hmm!" Ye Xinglan nodded excitedly. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry and find the Dragon Tomb! True dragon Soul Bones, after all!"
As she spoke, she grabbed Jing Shaoyu's hand and quickened her pace.
"Hahaha!" Jing Shaoyu laughed at her impatience and followed along.
Though he lacked dragon bloodline and couldn't sense the Dragon Tomb's location, he could roughly determine its direction by detecting the density of heaven and earth energy. The Dragon Tomb undoubtedly contained far more concentrated energy than any other region in the Dragon Valley Miniature World. Thus, by investigating areas with abnormal energy concentrations, Jing Shaoyu had a high chance of finding it.
Alternatively, he could wait—wait for Gu Yue to forcibly break into the Dragon Valley Miniature World and open the Dragon Tomb. When that happened, the Dragon Tomb would naturally reveal itself to him.
The two continued their journey, traveling through sunrise and sunset, until they finally reached the edge of the nameless plains and encountered a new terrain—a forest!
"Roar!"
Just as they stepped out of the plains and were about to enter the forest, a dragon's roar echoed from ahead. A bipedal, short-armed land dragon charged out of the woods toward them. Its body was iron-gray and translucent, composed entirely of energy.
As the land dragon lunged, Ye Xinglan immediately drew her sword and engaged it in combat. Judging by its energy fluctuations, this land dragon's cultivation in life had been between Soul Grandmaster and Soul King. Though Ye Xinglan couldn't summon her Martial Soul, her swordsmanship alone was more than enough to handle it with ease.
Therefore, Jing Shaoyu did not step forward to help but silently observed the earth dragon from the side.
This earth dragon was clearly not a true dragon but rather a dragon spirit. Ye Xinglan swiftly swung her sword twice—one slash severed the dragon's claw, and the next beheaded it. The earth dragon's body shattered with a resounding crash, transforming into streams of light that flew into Ye Xinglan's body.
Ye Xinglan felt a surge of warmth in her body, reminiscent of absorbing dragon clouds.
"Shaoyu, is this also a dragon spirit?" She immediately thought of something and turned to Jing Shaoyu for confirmation.
"Correct, this is a true dragon spirit," Jing Shaoyu replied. "Compared to dragon clouds, they possess a certain level of consciousness and are far more aggressive. However, their energy density and purity are inferior to that of dragon clouds."
"I see!" Ye Xinglan nodded in understanding.
"The appearance of dragon spirits here means we're on the right path. Let's keep moving," Jing Shaoyu said.
"Understood."
After leaving the plains, the number of dragon clouds Jing Shaoyu and Ye Xinglan encountered along the way noticeably decreased, while dragon spirits became increasingly numerous and powerful. Initially, they only encountered weaker earth dragons, but as they ventured deeper, stronger sub-dragon species gradually began to appear.
Just like now, they were blocked by two powerful heavy-spined dragons—a large sub-dragon species resembling a tyrannosaurus but with longer forelimbs and a dorsal sail. Though not as massive or formidable as a true tyrannosaurus, they were undoubtedly stronger than any dragon spirits they had encountered before.
Yet, these two heavy-spined dragons, with strength comparable to Soul Kings, were effortlessly shattered by Jing Shaoyu—or more accurately, by the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Spirit Bone in his right hand—leaving no trace behind.
Watching Jing Shaoyu casually obliterate two sub-dragons several times their size, Ye Xinglan remained unfazed and calmly remarked, "Shaoyu, we've been here for over two months now, haven't we?"
Absorbing the primal energy contained within the dragon spirits, Jing Shaoyu answered, "Two months and seven days. Why do you ask?"
"I was just thinking—we've traveled so long and so far, yet the Dragon Tomb still hasn't appeared," Ye Xinglan said, a hint of frustration flashing in her eyes.
"Judging by the strength and variety of the dragon spirits we've encountered, we shouldn't be too far from the Dragon Tomb," Jing Shaoyu reassured her. "Logically, the closer we get, the stronger the dragon spirits will be, as they guard the tomb. The energy radiating from the Dragon Tomb also nourishes the nearby dragon spirits. So don't lose heart—we're almost there."
"Sounds good!" Ye Xinglan grinned.
Meanwhile, deep within the Dragon Valley.
Suddenly, a low, thunderous roar erupted from the sky. The dense dragon clouds trembled violently in an instant, and soon, the entire surrounding sky resonated intensely. The gathered dragon clouds scattered as if pushed by an invisible force.
As the clouds dispersed, a distinct black fissure silently appeared in the sky, stretching upward and downward, lengthening until it seemed to split the heavens in two—stopping only at a certain point.
A pair of enormous claws suddenly emerged from the rift—massive dragon claws covered in black scales, exuding a razor-sharp aura. They gripped the edges of the fissure and slowly pulled outward, accompanied by a series of deep, grating rumbles that made one frown.
Along with these rumbles came the majestic and arrogant roars of a dragon. All the dragon clouds and dragon spirits in the area immediately responded upon hearing them—dragon clouds descended, dragon spirits prostrated, as if in worship and reverence.
The pitch-black dragon claws tore through the rift in the sky, provoking the resistance of the Dragon Valley's miniature world. Intense spatial energy gathered, attempting to seal the rift shut. A fierce struggle ensued between the dragon claws and the spatial energy.
At that moment, figures shot out from the rift—nimble and swift—before landing heavily on the ground.
Five figures in total descended: three men and two women. The first was a tall, muscular bald man with a fierce, menacing expression. To his left stood a sinister, green-haired middle-aged man with eerie glowing green eyes. To his right was another muscular man, though not as tall as the bald one, with fiery red hair, eyebrows, and beard.
The two women were both stunningly beautiful. One had black hair, wore a black dress, and possessed bewitching purple eyes, her figure voluptuous and alluring. The other had green hair, wore a green dress, and exuded a gentle, approachable aura, her figure well-proportioned. The moment they landed, their eyes locked onto the rift in the sky, their gazes blazing as Soul Power radiated from their bodies. The laws of the Dragon Valley's miniature world seemed like mere decorations to them.
Simultaneously, they raised their hands, and ten beams of light shot from their palms straight toward the spatial rift in the sky, landing beside the black dragon claws.
Instantly, the spatial rift, which had been locked in a struggle with the dragon claws, stabilized. The previously turbulent spatial energy quieted down.
Another deep dragon roar echoed from the other side of the rift. The claws suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, the rift was torn open to more than twice its original size. A colossal dragon emerged from the other side.
This was an enormous black dragon with piercing golden vertical pupils—deep and sharp, impossible to meet directly.
"ROAR—"
The black dragon roared at the heavens, and all the dragon clouds and dragon spirits in the area surged toward it like mad, swallowed whole into its maw. The dragon's aura skyrocketed as it exerted force once more, widening the spatial rift until it could no longer contain the dragon's massive form.
A hundred-zhang-long dragon body hovered in the sky, its wings spread wide enough to blot out the sun. A purplish-black halo, like a domain, enveloped the dragon, and within its sight, all dragon clouds and spirits submitted to its majesty.
The black dragon did not remain in its draconic form. Its body rapidly shrank as it descended, transforming into a tall, handsome middle-aged man with noble bearing and a distinctive golden forelock by the time it touched the ground.
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He stood beside the previous five figures, raising his hands toward the spatial rift in the sky. Two dark purple beams shot upward, landing precisely on the edges of the rift, stabilizing it further.
The identities of these six were unmistakable.
The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian, and the five great savage beasts!
Within the spatial rift, silver light flickered as a figure slowly emerged, descending from the sky to land on the ground of Dragon Valley. Within the silver radiance stood the silhouette of a young girl.
"Your Majesty!" the six savage beasts called out in unison.
The silver figure nodded silently. She wore a long silver dress, her face veiled by a silver gauze that concealed her features, though her grace remained undeniable. Her silver hair cascaded freely, untouched by the wind.
"Your Majesty, with our combined strength resisting this pocket dimension, we can barely sustain it for seven days. You must find what you seek within that time!" Di Tian said respectfully.
"Mm. I've sealed this spatial rift with a time-space array. The seal will last approximately three hours, corresponding to seven days inside. When I emerge, only three hours will have passed outside," the silver figure replied calmly. "Stabilize the situation here. I won't be long."
With those words, the silver-haired girl vanished without a sound.
Jing Shaoyu and Ye Xinglan were unaware of the anomaly unfolding deep within Dragon Valley's pocket dimension. At that moment, they had just encountered something massive.
"There's a big one ahead!" Both Jing Shaoyu and Ye Xinglan halted simultaneously. About a kilometer ahead, a colossal dragon soul soared through the air. Due to the flat terrain, they could clearly discern its details.
It radiated a crimson glow, its aura searing. Over twenty meters long, with wings spanning more than forty meters, its entire body exuded fiery energy. Its slender tail swayed through the air, creating ripples of sound waves, while its razor-sharp dragon claws gleamed menacingly.
"It's a Blazing Fire Dragon!" Ye Xinglan exclaimed in surprise.
"A Blazing Fire Dragon," Jing Shaoyu repeated, his eyes flashing with recognition.
Since one of Shrek Academy's Twin Saint Dragons, Blazing Dragon Douluo Feng Wuyu, possessed the Blazing Fire Dragon as his Martial Soul, the two recognized this scaled-down true dragon at a glance. Judging by the dragon soul's aura fluctuations, this creature had undoubtedly surpassed a hundred thousand years in cultivation before death. Even in its spectral state, it wielded power equivalent to a Soul Sage.
"What do we do? Do we engage?" Ye Xinglan's eyes sparkled with excitement, her voice eager. "This must be the first true dragon soul we've encountered—proof that the Dragon Graveyard is nearby!"
"Let's do it," Jing Shaoyu nodded.
"Roar—"
Before they could act, a deafening dragon's roar erupted. The Blazing Fire Dragon swiftly turned, its wings beating as it charged toward them.
"Great! We didn't even have to go after it—it came to us!" Ye Xinglan's fighting spirit burned fiercely. Unfazed by the dragon soul's Soul Sage-level strength, she was ready to charge head-on.
"Hold on!" Jing Shaoyu quickly grabbed her before she could rush forward. "It can fly. What's the point of charging? Let me handle this."
As he spoke, Jing Shaoyu spread his six wings behind him and with a gentle flap, immediately took to the skies with Ye Xinglan in tow. The Blazing Dragon, seeing these two unfamiliar creatures also capable of flight, mercilessly opened its maw and spewed a massive fireball toward them.
The fireball hurtled toward Jing and Ye at breakneck speed, expanding continuously as it flew. By the time it neared the two, its diameter had reached two meters, the scorching heat distorting the air around it.
With one arm wrapped around Ye Xinglan's slender waist and the other gripping the Godslayer Spear of the End, Jing Shaoyu thrust the spear directly at the fireball.
The spear collided with the fireball, triggering a violent explosion. A powerful shockwave, accompanied by searing heat, swept across a vast area, leaving nothing untouched from the sky to the ground. However, Jing Shaoyu, leveraging the advantage of his Wings of Origin, effortlessly evaded the blast and soared above the Blazing Dragon's head.
"Die!" Ye Xinglan shouted fiercely, swinging her sword down in a direct slash toward the dragon's energy-formed wings.
At the same time, Jing Shaoyu's Godslayer Spear of the End thrust forward with overwhelming force, piercing deep into the Blazing Dragon's neck.
"Rooooar—"
The dragon's soul let out a mournful cry. Though its wings remained intact, its neck began to crumble. The spot pierced by the Godslayer Spear disintegrated at an alarming rate, the once-stable energy form now utterly useless.
The colossal dragon shattered in a spectacular burst of flames and radiant light.
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