"My Lord, the six of us can only sustain this small world for seven days," Di Tian said as he and the other five ferocious beasts worked together to hold open the rift in the sky, addressing the silver figure.
"Seven days will be enough."
Gu Yue had sealed the spatial rift with a temporal-spatial formation outside. The seal would last three hours in the external world, which corresponded to seven days within the small world.
Three hours in the external world wasn't much time—Tang Sect's response wouldn't come in time.
But time was still pressing. She couldn't be sure if Tang Sect had any strong individuals nearby. After all, Tang Wulin's bloodline here was extraordinary, and perhaps high-ranking members of the Tang Sect were expecting his gains.
Thus, they needed to act quickly.
With a flicker, Gu Yue vanished, leaving behind a faint silver glow.
When she reappeared, she was already deeper inside.
Xu Yuan stared at the crack in the sky, his eyes flickering.
Tang Wulin's reaction was even more exaggerated.
Standing deep within the graveyard, he looked up at the scene in the sky and clearly observed Di Tian's true form entering the small world.
"Brother Xu, it's an invader!"
They're invading the Dragon Valley small world!
Xu Yuan gave Tang Wulin a speechless glance.
"Haven't you seen clearly? That's a dragon, and this is the Dragon Valley."
No matter how you looked at it, it wasn't an invasion.
Tang Wulin was momentarily at a loss for words, realizing there was something wrong with what he had just said.
But… there were actually true dragons on Douluo Star?
The massive black dragon with brilliant golden eyes that he had just seen instantly reminded him of a certain ferocious beast.
The Beast God, Di Tian!
Tang Wulin's mind was shaken. He recalled the first trial when he entered Shrek Academy—the statue in the first trial was carved from Di Tian's blood, containing his aura, which matched the energy of the black dragon just now!
Di Tian—he had come to the Dragon Valley.
What were they here for?
Tang Wulin abruptly turned toward the depths of the graveyard.
"Brother Xu, hurry!"
He urged Xu Yuan, rushing toward the location where he sensed the Dragon God's presence.
It was clear that he was extremely anxious at this moment.
However, even though he had guessed Di Tian's identity, he still harbored thoughts of competing for the Dragon God's inheritance, demonstrating his confidence in his Golden Dragon King bloodline.
Unfortunately, he was ultimately lacking.
Xu Yuan shook his head.
Di Tian's bloodline might be suppressed by the Golden Dragon King, but Gu Yue's wouldn't be.
He followed Tang Wulin and quickly rushed toward the deepest part.
The two arrived at a valley.
As they reached the edge of the valley and looked inside, their bodies trembled violently.
The valley was a thousand meters deep, stretching endlessly into the distance. Far away, the twilight hung heavy, with faint mist swirling. Within the thousand-meter-deep valley, countless enormous skeletons filled every corner.
This was…
Tang Wulin gazed at the scene and couldn't help but let out a roar toward the heavens.
A dragon's cry erupted from him, echoing throughout the valley. In just a short while, faint dragon souls began to respond, their cries sorrowful and mournful.
Unfortunately, he was not a true dragon—just a human with the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.
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Xu Yuan looked into the valley, finally grasping the concrete meaning of the "Dragon Tomb."
The area they had passed through before, referred to as the Dragon Graveyard, wasn't truly the core. The dragons buried there were scattered, and even the true dragons didn't seem particularly significant.
Yes, even true dragons paled in comparison to the countless mighty dragons buried in this valley.
The residual soul of the Mountain Dragon King returned.
It naturally merged into Xu Yuan's dreamscape, along with eight other dragon souls.
Xu Yuan's dreamscape was unique—it was an ideal place for weakened souls like these residual spirits to recover. While it couldn't restore their souls fully, it could maintain their consciousness and preserve their current state.
The dragon soul imprint Xu Yuan had obtained earlier was also thanks to the Mountain Dragon King's efforts. Through his persuasion, these eight dragon souls acknowledged Xu Yuan, and by extension, the many other dragon souls beneath them also tacitly recognized him.
Correct—these eight dragon souls were all of the Dragon King level.
Of course, they weren't the nine great Dragon Kings.
The so-called nine great Dragon Kings were more of a general term.
In ancient times, any dragon clan member who was granted the title of king could call themselves a Dragon King. Though their ranks were equal, differences in strength led to mutual suppression among bloodlines. However, without a doubt, all Dragon Kings were of the royal tier.
Within the same race, it wasn't uncommon for two Dragon Kings to exist. Back then, the dragon race was incredibly prosperous. For example, the tribe of the Light Dragon King had split into numerous tribes, each led by a Dragon King.
When powerful bloodlines emerged within a race, they were nurtured and eventually crowned as Dragon Kings, tasked with expanding their territory and spreading their lineage.
The Mountain Dragon King was no different. However, the Mountain Dragon was eternally a king—every newborn Mountain Dragon signified another habitat for the dragon race.
These eight dragon souls were all Dragon Kings in life.
Their participation in Xu Yuan's first wave of spirit soul conversion wasn't just because their consciousness was more intact, but also because they were Dragon Kings in life. They bore the responsibility to lead their race and pave the way forward.
Moreover, a significant factor was that, according to Xu Yuan's explanation, their strength as spirit souls after conversion would be even greater.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the valley, a silver figure frowned as she looked toward Tang Wulin.
Her silver eyes seemed capable of piercing through the vast distance, observing the scene here.
"How did he get in as well?"
Gu Yue was surprised.
Didn't the Dragon Valley restrict entry to soul masters below rank fifty?
Though Gu Yue knew it wasn't impossible to suppress one's soul power to enter, who would bother considering whether a soul master without dragon bloodline—and who exceeded the Dragon Valley's soul power limit—would expend resources to enter?
Gu Yue didn't linger her gaze on Xu Yuan.
Yes, Xu Yuan was strong, and at the same age, he could crush her reincarnated body.
But at this moment, she had temporarily undone her seal, and the power she could wield now far surpassed what it once was. If they met, she was confident she could suppress Xu Yuan completely!
She was no longer the same person she had been before.
Her gaze shifted to Tang Wulin.
So, you've come as well.
"Since you're here, I might as well test you a little."
Gu Yue hadn't harbored murderous intent toward Tang Wulin for a long time, but that didn't mean she didn't want to devour the Golden Dragon King's bloodline power within him.
It wasn't that she didn't want to—it was that she couldn't.
Previously, during her time at Eastsea Academy, she was constantly under Old Tang's watchful eye. Before Old Tang fell into slumber, she had been outmaneuvered, causing her to refrain from rash actions afterward.
Now, within the Dragon Valley, she planned to make her move again.
"I sense it—it's here. Take it, control it. With the environment of the Dragon Valley, I can unleash my power once to confront that divine consciousness. His strength won't hold up against me for long."
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