Dare Not Venture Too Deep

Dragon Palace.

Carved railings and jade steps stretched on and on, while the glazed palace roofs reflected the brilliant rosy clouds. From afar, one could see ten thousand golden rays and a thousand auspicious wisps of light in the deep sea, as though a treasure had emerged into the world, scattering radiance and exuding an indescribable beauty and majesty.

Up close, the Palace buildings stood row upon row. Twelve coiling-dragon pillars towered beyond reach, holding up the vast sea and azure dome beneath the ocean.

Looking up at the sky within the palace, one saw rippling blue waves and stars scattered across the heavens.

The stars filling the sky were lifelike, vanishing by day and appearing by night. It was impossible to tell true from false, and they were no different from the sky outside.

White jade paved the main hall, while dense spiritual energy rippled like water.

Two rows of beautiful women played zithers and danced. Their melodies were graceful and lingering, and beneath their lightness lay a trace of serenity.

Behind the white veil, a woman reclined on a cloud bed with her eyes closed, seemingly taking a nap. Two maids sat beside the table before her; one burned incense and brewed tea, while the other gently kneaded the woman's calf.

The woman wore her hair in a high coiffure with her temples exposed. Her delicate brows were lightly swept, and her palace dress hugged her slender figure. Her mature, full beauty needed no embellishment.

Her silence carried its own majesty. Black hair cascaded down, and her languid bearing brimmed with alluring charm. At a glance, she was clearly the sort of big sister who knew how to dote on people.

Dragon King, Ao Yi.

"Reporting!"

A muffled crash came from outside the hall, and a vast, shadowy