"Dragon Clan citizens..."
Wu Sidu mulled over those words. When she looked at Lu Jun again, her eyes were filled with curiosity.
"Come to think of it, your identity must be far from ordinary. And Sister Gu Yue... is she also part of the Dragon Clan? And does she hold a very high status?"
Lu Jun glanced at her and merely nodded slightly, offering no further explanation on the matter.
"Good heavens..."
Having received his tacit confirmation, Wu Sidu could not help but gasp. Rolling her eyes, she held her forehead and said dramatically:
"You two, the young geniuses said to be the future hope of the continent and praised so extravagantly by the outside world, are actually... actually powerful figures who cultivated anew!"
"Are ordinary people like us even supposed to live? That's way too discouraging!"
Lu Jun was amused by her appearance and chuckled. "Hehe."
At the other end of Dragon Valley, on the edge of the other side of the basin.
A breathtaking silver figure stood silently there. It was Gu Yue Na, who had arrived in the depths ahead of them.
Unlike the times when she acted coy or sly before Lu Jun, her gaze was as indifferent as ancient ice at that moment. Deep within her purple eyes lay only an almost tangible, chilling killing intent and endless sorrow.
She looked down at the dense ocean of bones below, bones that represented the glory and downfall of the Dragon Clan. The aura around her was so cold that it seemed capable of freezing the air.
As she gazed into the distance, her eyes seemed to pierce through the heavy twilight mist and land precisely on the two figures nestled together on the other side of the basin: Lu Jun and Wu Sidu.
When her