The deeper he ventured, the more colossal the dragon skeletons became. The piles of bones rose like small mountain ridges before him.
Faint dragon roars echoed in his ears, sounding like the collapsing of the heavens and the earth. Gu You felt as if he had been transported back to an ancient battlefield—a battlefield where dragons fell one after another while enemies charged from all directions.
This powerful race, which had once ruled the entire continent, had gradually faded into obscurity through those endless wars.
Facing these remains, Gu You couldn't help but sigh. What a formidable race. If these were all living dragons, they would have formed an invincible legion. And yet, even such a legion had been defeated. A True Dragon—even the weakest among them—could likely rival a human Title Douluo.
As for those skeletons reaching thousands of meters high, the strength of those True Dragons must have reached an unimaginable level—the realm of gods.
Has the Dragon Clan truly declined to this extent?
Feeling the surging bloodline aura within his body, Gu You sighed inwardly and continued his trek into the depths.
In the distance, the silver figure had also descended into the Dragon Valley.
Strangely, she was doing the exact same thing as Gu You. She moved forward step by step, gently touching each skeletal remain, her eyes shimmering with tears.
Why is heaven so unjust? Why treat my Dragon Clan this way?
Why could the Divine Realm not tolerate us, forcing my race to rise in rebellion?
The fall of the Dragon Clan was entirely due to the jealousy of the heavens. It was those humans—those detestable humans!
As she walked, the sense of desolation surrounding the silver figure grew stronger. A silver halo began to ripple around her body. Everywhere she passed, the aura emitted by the dragon bones seemed to soften slightly. Even the entire small world trembled in response to her presence.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Gu You suddenly stopped. In front of him stood a skeleton of truly staggering proportions.
This skeleton was over ten thousand meters tall and was a brownish-drab color, starkly different from the others in the valley. An unparalleled aura of heaviness surrounded it; within a radius of several thousand meters, the gravity was significantly higher than elsewhere.
It lacked wing bones, and its body was extremely thick—especially its four limbs, which resembled pillars that held up the sky.
The Mountain Dragon King, Lord of the Earth!
Gu You walked forward slowly. Sensing the energy fluctuations from the Mountain Dragon King's massive frame, an indescribable sensation washed over him. Compared to other remains, the aura here was more intense—it was filled with peerless fury and boundless resentment.
Up close, Gu You saw a massive crack running through the center of the Mountain Dragon King's skeleton from head to tail. This meant that its gargantuan body had been sliced in half by a sharp weapon.
Gu You had felt the defensive power of the Mountain Dragon King through Long Yue, but this true Mountain Dragon King's defense was thousands of times stronger. Yet, such a powerful being had fallen here in such a gruesome manner.
Gu You closed his eyes, his bloodline churning. It felt as if a heavy stone was lodged in his chest, an unbearable discomfort. Inside him, his bloodline began to reach a boiling point.
Rounding the remains of the Mountain Dragon King, Gu You saw yet another valley appear ahead—a valley within a valley. The ground behind the Mountain Dragon King collapsed downward, revealing a massive pit over ten thousand meters in diameter.
Looking down, the pit was a thousand meters deep. Inside, a giant mass of light and shadow flickered with seven-colored brilliance. The light existed in the form of a mist, making it impossible to see the floor of the valley clearly.
Gu You leaped down, the purple light on his body growing more intense.
Dragon God's Soul, I am here!
The seven-colored radiance below trembled slightly and parted on its own, allowing Gu You to descend. Passing through the mist, his vision blurred for a moment before a giant dragon appeared before him.
To be precise, it was a massive Dragon Soul.
This soul was twice the size of the Mountain Dragon King, shimmering with seven-colored light. Even its scales were heptachromatic. The scales appeared irregular, each with a slightly different shape, yet they were harmonized perfectly, looking like a mosaic of countless gemstones.
It held its head high with pride, emitting an indescribable aura. The moment Gu You saw it, his bloodline fluctuated violently, feeling as though it might explode.
Is it him? It really is him! A voice rang out from within Gu You.
"Senior, now is not the time for that. You should know what I am after," Gu You muttered to himself, clutching his chest.
"Haha, my grievances with him ended long ago. His death has nothing to do with me now. I just didn't expect that even after losing the peak of the Nine-Colors, his Seven-Colored Dragon Soul would still be this powerful. I must admit, he was indeed much stronger than me." After saying this, the voice fell silent.
Looking up at the massive silhouette of the Dragon God's Soul, Gu You felt an indescribable sense of kinship replace the initial riot of his bloodline.
You and I were originally one...
The Dragon Soul of the Dragon God possessed no hostility. It simply stood in the center of the valley, wreathed in seven-colored light. Gu You took a deep breath and walked forward until he was right next to it.
The moment Gu You's palm touched the Dragon Soul, a resonant hum filled the air. The sound amplified as the massive Dragon Soul seemed to come to life.
A piercing dragon roar echoed throughout the entire Dragon Valley!
Every dragon soul wandering in the valley instantly prostrated themselves. Every skeleton in the Dragon Tomb seemed to be awakened, trembling slightly as if struggling to stand back up.
Gu You felt himself entering a world of seven colors. Everything changed. In his mind, a blood-red figure appeared. He watched as that blood-red figure pointed a finger at the sky, and a titanic blood-red sword—looking as if it connected heaven and earth—slashed down toward him.
In the next instant, everything turned blood-red. His body felt as if it were being torn apart. The unparalleled pain forced a scream from his lips.
At that exact moment, a silver figure appeared beside him. She reached out her right hand, which grew rapidly in size, and struck the Dragon God's Soul with her palm.
Her body jolted as she, too, was covered in a seven-colored halo. She turned her head, staring blankly...
(End of Chapter)