The Nan Clan's settlement was not on the surface of this planet, but on the underside of a floating continent. Their houses resembled those of their kin atop the floating continent, except they had been carved from stone. From afar, they looked like rows of stone eggs clinging to the continent's underside.
This village had been built around an enormous statue. It seemed to depict a hollowed-out, inverted mountain peak.
The statue bore the form of a dragon, one familiar to the human race of the Divine Land. Countless chains forged from refined steel wound through the entire statue. Those chains were clearly high-grade magical artifacts, at least Profound Weapons, with spirits of their own—perhaps the entire Nan Clan did not possess the power to activate even one of them.
Chen Feng could not help sweeping his spiritual sense across the chains. To his surprise, he discovered that each chain link had been forged from countless rope-like structures. Reading from the dragon's head to its tail, it told the history of the Nan Clan.
The history of the Nan Clan, as recorded by dragons.
Although the terrifying calamity brought by the Ant Clan's enfeoffment had passed many years ago, the great Ant Clan expert had left behind instructions before her death. Every Ant Clan individual carried the Lingxi substance she had painstakingly designed within its body. Thus, the divided Nan Clan's language, customs, and other traits had not yet diverged.
Therefore, Chen Feng could still understand this passage of "writing."
The entire statue was also protected by powerful laws. This spell firmly enveloped the whole settlement of the Nan Clan below. That was one reason the underground Nan Clan had chosen to make their home here.
After leaving the tunnel, the group circled the settlement several times. This was to