Mountain Dragon King

Gu Chen had finally found the target he had been searching for.

One of the Nine Great Dragon Kings, the ninth.

The Mountain Dragon King!

On the distant hill lay the enormous remains of a Dragon Clan member. Its body was several times larger than Di Tian's or his own, and calling it a ten-thousand-meter giant dragon would not have been an exaggeration. Its bones were a deep, dark yellow, but across that massive dragon body, a huge sword scar had almost cleaved its head clean off. The terrible wound stretched all the way to its spine, and even now, a blood-red sword mark still lingered there.

This was the dead Mountain Dragon King.

The origin of the Mountain Dragon Clan was very simple. Back when the Dragon God created the world, to solve the problem of the entire planet being ocean and the Dragon Clan having no land to inhabit, he created them. Once they reached adulthood, they had to transform their bodies into mountains, rivers, and continents, which was why there was no independent Mountain Dragon tribe, leaving only the Eight Great Dragon Clans.

Either there was only a single one, or there was a pile of bones in the ancestral grave—Mountain Dragons that had fallen halfway through. Otherwise, the true Mountain Dragon Kings had all already become the earth.

The Dragon God had personally bestowed the decree, "Mountain Dragons shall forever be Kings." Every adult Mountain Dragon held the title of royalty and was revered as the head of the Nine Great Dragon Kings, who did not walk the world.

In theory, their status was the highest.

Their actual combat strength could indeed rank among the top as well.

"Mountain Dragon King..."

Gu Yue only felt the wounds on her body, which had already healed, begin to