The towering mountain tombs had combined together. Whether the Dragon Tribe's powerful beings had done so deliberately or by accident, they had faintly formed a vast natural formation. The formation itself was not dangerous; it was like an enormous maze. Trapped within it, Ye Tian had completely lost his bearings and could no longer tell where he was.
Ye Tian had tried climbing to the summit of a mountain to observe from on high, but when he looked around, the sky above was gray and murky, and he could see nothing clearly. Only the nearest few peaks, like gigantic black stone pillars, could barely be seen hidden in the gray mist.
Moreover, Ye Tian discovered that being in this Dragon Tribe graveyard seemed to produce hallucinations. The reason he could not find his direction at all was also because those illusions had influenced him without his noticing.
Ye Tian had no other choice but to continue wandering around inside like a headless fly.
One day, two days, ten days...
One month, two months, three months...
One year, two years...
In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
It was no exaggeration to say that during those three years, Ye Tian had practically set foot upon every inch of land in the Dragon Tribe graveyard.
In truth, Ye Tian had only needed three months to roam through every place.
But under the influence of the graveyard's strange power, it had taken Ye Tian a full year to thoroughly realize that fact.
Then, Ye Tian had spent another period of time determining where the boundaries of the graveyard lay.
At first glance, the Dragon Tribe graveyard seemed to have no boundaries and appeared nearly infinite. But in reality, once one stepped beyond its borders, one would inexplicably be teleported directly