Immortality

"However... even Dragon I probably never imagined that the twilight of this world would not only last for three hundred years, but even for a thousand years!"

The Spirit Tide has dried up after a thousand years!

Without the support of the world, even a long-lived species like Great Dragon will only face death and decay.

Life!

This is the real constraint!

"Legendary professionals represent a qualitative leap, a sublimation, and can extend their lifespan... but ultimately, they cannot compare to Great Dragon. Even Great Dragon, in an era of Spirit Tide revival, might live for thousands of years, but once Twilight of the Gods, they probably wouldn't even survive a thousand years on their own!"

"Therefore, even if Dragon I made some arrangements, they might not still be effective after a thousand years!"

Time is the most terrifying weapon.

It can cause beauties to age, heroes to grow old, and even the strongest warriors who have dominated the world cannot escape death in the end!

"Unless... one truly transcends and attains immortality!"

A certain belief deep within Sulu's heart suddenly became much stronger.

His Inspiration flowed outwards, penetrating the depths below, and he began to investigate this strange burial ritual.

"Obsidian, a large amount of Moon Grass remains, and these runes... it must indeed be related to 'death'! The core must be the coffin of Dragon I, but the spiritual rituals branch out... the target is, the bowed Great Dragon?"

"After a thousand years, this ritual has exhausted its energy and has long lost its effectiveness."

"But I am certain that the death of Dragon I is completely different from what has been recorded outside. He was prepared for it long ago, and this tomb is the evidence!"

After observing and thinking carefully for a while...

Relying on his 'Blink' skill, Sulu made up his mind and took a step forward.

The next moment, he arrived at the burial site.

All around, the mountain-like dragon corpses cast enormous shadows and exuded a terrifying pressure that would likely intimidate even ordinary first or second-tier professionals.

But he seemed oblivious, merely glancing at the dragon corpses around him.

"The one that has already turned into bones must be the weakest Great Dragon... Since there's no Dragon Crystal, could it be inside the coffin?"

Sulu's gaze shifted, and he spotted another half-rotten green Great Dragon.

It has a slender body, sharp claws and teeth, and you can still vaguely see its former majestic appearance from the scattered scales.

But what attracted his attention most was a Black Dragon that was the best preserved.

The opponent's skin and scales were tightly wrapped around its body, but its huge body seemed to have 'shrunk', turning into a skin-and-bones ' Skeleton Dragon '!

Not only that!

As he got closer, Sulu discovered a shocking fact!

"The entire burial ceremony culminated in this point, a fulcrum, a point where the spirit diverged! Could it be...?"

He glanced at the black Skeleton Dragon, then looked at the towering pyramid, and took a deep breath.

The next moment!

A Shadow Clone appeared, leaping swiftly to the top of the pyramid and kicking over the golden coffin!

Bang!

The golden coffin overturned and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The coffin lid fell to one side, and a white skeleton dressed in a tattered robe rolled out.

Both the robe and the bones shimmered with a faint spiritual light, clearly indicating that they were extremely precious spiritual materials, but even they could not withstand the erosion of time.

On the skeleton's right hand, it also holds a scepter, which is inlaid with a rhombus-shaped crystal.

"Dragon Crystal!"

Sulu's Shadow Clone's eyes lit up. He stepped forward, picked up the scepter, and with a casual flick, easily removed the Dragon Crystal.

It seems that this Golden Scepter is an artifact rather than Curio.

The process was so easy that even the Shadow Clone was taken aback.

He was originally there to die and explore, and neither the curse nor any other traps surprised him as much as what he was seeing now.

"Is this the only scepter among the burial goods? How meager..."

Staring at the lifeless corpse of Dragon, the Shadow Clone felt increasingly uneasy.

It quickly returned to its original body, handed the Dragon Crystal to it, and vanished without a trace.

"Strangeness!"

Sulu toyed with the Dragon Crystal in his hand, then glanced at the dragon corpses beside him. "Too easy, and why are there so few Dragon Crystal buried with them?"

Just then, his Inspiration suddenly sensed a terrifying danger!

Sulu's gaze shifted, and he saw the skeletal Black Dragon: "It really is you!"

At this moment, a deep and majestic aura surged from the Black Dragon.

Its eyelids twitched, then suddenly opened, revealing a pair of huge, amber-colored vertical pupils, carrying the ferocity and ruthlessness of a wild beast, yet also a strange Wisdom and bewilderment, like someone suddenly awakened!

Rumble!

The ground trembled, and dust and bricks kept falling from inside the cave.

It's as if a slumbering prehistoric behemoth is slowly awakening here!

"Still alive? Impossible! No... this isn't a living Great Dragon, it's an undead creature!"

Sensing the intense 'death aura' emanating from the other party, Sulu immediately understood what was happening.

The burials and rituals here have somehow transformed this Black Dragon into an undead creature!

"Furthermore... although this fluctuation is powerful, it has not exceeded the limit of the fourth rank! Twilight of the Gods has still had some impact on it, causing its strength to decline and fall from the legendary realm?"

Even so, Sulu retreated a considerable distance.

Because what appeared before him was a near-fifth-tier creature; if it weren't for Twilight of the Gods, it would definitely be a fifth-tier creature!

Furthermore, with its powerful physique and innate abilities, the Great Dragon's combat strength would be absolutely terrifying!

At this moment, the Black Dragon seemed to finally come to its senses, its searchlight-like gaze focusing on Sulu, bringing a powerful sense of oppression.

It opened its dragon-like mouth, vibrating the air and emitting sounds of unknown meaning.

Finally, these voices translated into Gulam Language: "Outsider?... It is... you... who... disturbed my... slumber?"

"Should I address you as Great Dragon, or... Your Dragon I?"

Sulu paused for a moment, then asked in return.

"Dragon I?"

The Black Dragon's pupils widened to a level of Wisdom: "It's been a long time... since I've heard anyone call me by that name!"

It acknowledged that it was the first Dragon, the founding emperor!

"Truly astonishing magical skill... You sensed the depletion of the Spirit Tide back then, understood that Twilight of the Gods was imminent, and thus chose your own grave early on, and... attempted to prolong your life!"

Sulu spoke quickly, "The method you chose is... soul transfer! After all, even if the Spirit Tide dries up, Great Dragon ' lifespans are definitely longer than humans'!"

"You built the Dragon Cave, sealing the Great Dragon and yourself within it to slumber, hoping to await the day of revival... But it has been far too long!"

"A thousand years is a long time, long enough for even Great Dragon to die and decay! You had no choice but to use the backup plan and transform yourself into an undead creature?"

Transforming from a living being into Necro-Spirit involves giving up many things.

For example, touch, joy, sweet dreams... and even emotions.

On the mystical side, this is tantamount to a declaration of death.