Submit to me! Follow me to war! Let your fame resound throughout the heavens and earth once more!

The Six-Turn Golden Body was already complete. Stepping into the Seven-Turn Myriad Phenomena was no longer something external energy could help with.

What it required was a deeper understanding of his own flesh, comprehension of the "Dao," a leap from quantitative change to qualitative transformation. Since that was the case, why waste himself over such petty gains?

His target was the Mountain Dragon King.

After walking for who knew how long, Situ Xuan suddenly stopped.

He had finally reached his destination.

Ahead stood an enormous skeleton. It was over a thousand meters tall, and the entire frame was a brownish hue, completely different from the other dragon bones. That brown was not the color of rock, but the color of soil and earth, a heaviness that had settled over tens of millions of years and belonged to the land itself.

An unparalleled aura of weight radiated from the bones. Across the ground for several thousand meters around it, the gravity was clearly far stronger than elsewhere. Situ Xuan could feel his body suddenly grow heavy, every muscle and every bone bearing pressure several times greater than normal gravity. His feet stamped into the ground, leaving deep footprints, the soil around them compressed as dense as iron.

He raised his head and looked at the colossal skeleton before him, so vast it was almost suffocating.

The Mountain Dragon King had no wing bones. Its body was extremely thick and powerful, especially its limbs, which were as massive as pillars holding up the sky. Each leg bone was dozens of meters thick, the bone walls astonishingly solid, and the bones were covered in dense patterns. Those patterns were like the veins of the earth, containing some ancient and profound law.

Compared with the other dragon bones, the aura radiating from the Mountain