A vast, ocean-like Spiritual Thought swept over the Cyan Dragon Race, quickly locking onto a specific location. There, Shen Haoran sensed a strange aura—the very same one he had found in the Sea of Consciousness of those black-robed figures back in the Medicinal Garden.
Shen Haoran descended from mid-air and led Long Xiaotian and the others to the location he had sensed. However, when they arrived, they all froze in place. This was none other than the Cyan Dragon Race's Sacred Land, the very cemetery where their ancestors rested.
