Ancient Dragon Village in the middle of the night is shrouded in a layer of thick purple fog that is thicker and deeper than during the day. The fog seems to be alive, slowly rhythmic with the ups and downs of the mountains, and every inhalation is like the even breathing of some ancient giant beast in its sleep, with a heart-stopping majesty.
Gu Tian quietly climbed over the newly repaired courtyard wall of his house, making no sound at the moment he landed lightly. He followed the direction guided by the village chief during the day and walked south quickly. As he went deeper, the air around him became drier and heavier, as if every inch of the land under his feet was bearing a huge force.
"Xiao Tian, you're just living in the dark, let me shine a light on you. The turbid smell hidden in this mist is not very pleasant to smell."
There was a lazy and playful smile in her mind, and then, a red stream of light shot out from the center of Gu Tian's eyebrows. The red light circled in the air and then landed on the ground and transformed. Chiyan once again opened her heroic Fire Dragon Spirit Armor form.
The armor made entirely of red dragon scales clings to her hot curves. The dark red dragon crystal inlaid on the breastplate emits a soft but highly penetrating red light, like a sharp sword, forcibly dispersing the thick purple fog within a hundred meters. Chiyan That head is as fierce as fire. Her long hair, burning like fire, drew dazzling arcs in the night. Every time she took a step, the withered grass under her feet would instantly turn to ashes. She was like a walking Hong Lian torch, walking beside Gu Tian solemnly, opening up a bright path for him.
Relying on the light emitted by Chiyan, Gu Tian walked in the dark among the grassy hills for about five or six miles. The pressure in the air had reached a critical level. Boundary point, if ordinary Soul Master were here, their bones would have been crushed long ago. Finally, under a cliff that was split by lightning in front of him, he saw a dead old locust tree that was so huge that it was almost weird.
The trunk of the locust tree was as black as carbon and was as thick as several people could hug each other. The twisted branches were like ghost claws stretching out from hell, clawing desperately toward the void. They looked extremely eerie and terrifying under the cold moonlight.
"It's right here. The dragon energy here... is the strongest." Gu Tian stopped and took a deep breath.
Bypassing the old locust tree that seemed to be wailing, a deep cave hidden behind thick vines suddenly came into view. The entrance of the cave was constantly spurting out almost liquid purple aura, and these auras sensed the Gu Tian The approach of the "raw faces" unexpectedly produced a kind of instinctive hostility. They intertwined and twisted in the air, and instantly turned into illusory little dragons the size of a palm with ferocious faces, swooping down with a strong wind and destructive intentions.
Buzz--!
Just when the purple spiritual energy that was enough to cause serious damage to Soul King-level Soul Master was about to touch Gu Tian, the nine-color barrier Ao Linxi arranged around him shook slightly. The aura of the ancestor of the dragon clan on her body Spreading to all sides. After sensing this aura, the originally violent and ferocious little dragons immediately disintegrated their attacking postures and turned into an almost flattering docility. They circled around Gu Tian for three weeks and then quietly retreated into the depths of the cave, like humble ministers seeing a king who had been away for thousands of years.
Gu Tian went deeper and deeper along the winding cave. The space inside the cave was astonishingly large, and the stone walls were covered with a thick layer of dark yellow crystals. The rock underfoot was soaked in hundreds of millions of years of dragon energy, and its hardness had already surpassed that of mortal steel. The deeper you went, the more clear the pressure of death and silence became. Gu Tian could even hear the echo of his own heartbeat in the empty cave.
Finally, after walking through a long dark corridor, Gu Tian stepped into a huge natural stone room with an area as large as several football fields.
Just as he was about to lift his feet and continue to move forward, the entire underground space suddenly shook violently. Countless gravel fell from above his head, but was shattered into powder by an invisible force in mid-air.
"Ho--!"
A dull, thick roar, as if the heartbeat of the entire earth was forcibly beat, exploded in the hall.
Under Gu Tian's horrified gaze, the huge shadow in the center of the stone room that he had originally thought was a rocky mountain slowly began to squirm. As large pieces of dark yellow dust rolled down, a head that was the size of a house and covered with thick dark yellow dragon scales slowly lifted up.
That was the true dragon form of Mountain Dragon King Lucoa. Even though it was just lying there quietly at the moment, the earth element fluctuations that were thick enough to suppress a thousand-mile radius made the blood in Gu Tian's body seem to stop flowing in an instant. This was not only a difference in power, but also an absolute suppression of the life dimension.
Mountain Dragon King's dull dark yellow eyes slowly opened. After seeing Nine-Colored Divine Light surrounded by Gu Tian and Chiyan with an excited expression on the side, a touch of extremely human nostalgia and painful struggle seemed to flash through those dull eyes.
However, when Gu Tian tried to take a tentative step forward again, Mountain Dragon King suddenly opened its bloody mouth that could swallow up the chariot. It did not launch a devastating dragon breath attack, but just let out a warning low roar. Then, an overwhelming soft and huge force was generated out of thin air, pushing Gu Tian back to the edge of the corridor.
It is refusing. Even if the remaining instinct recognizes its master and compatriots, this broken body is still guarding the door behind it, not allowing any living thing to step into that sacred territory, even the gods it once served.
"Sister Chiyan, it... doesn't recognize us?" Gu Tian felt the heavy feeling of rejection and struggled to speak despite the heavy pressure.
Chiyan's eyes were red at this time, full of heartbreaking sadness. She slowly stretched out her trembling right hand, as if she wanted to touch the cold and thick tip of her nose that was close at hand. However, the moment her fingertips were about to touch, they were gently but firmly bounced away by the earth element shield that was as steady as the earth.
"Don't go in, it's serious." Ao Linxi, who had been silent in the sea of consciousness, let out a long sigh, with a deep helplessness and pity for the past in his tone, "Xiao Tian, let's retreat first. You can't convince the will of this place yet."
About half an hour later, Gu Tian and Chiyan returned to the quiet entrance of the village. Chiyan put away the dazzling spiritual outfit with a wave of her hand, but her beautiful face still had an indescribable loneliness, and her usual publicity was gone.
"Sister Lin Xi, what happened just now?" Gu Tian asked doubtfully in his heart as he walked towards the warm home, "That is obviously the body of Mountain Dragon King. It has obviously sensed your breath, so why is it stopping us? Is it hiding some secret under there that even you can't see?"
Ao Linxi's figure appeared again on the terrace of the Spiritual Sea Villa. She sat leaning on the railing, looking through many obstacles in the direction of the back mountain, and explained softly:
"That is indeed the true form of Lucoa, but you have to understand... it is just an empty shell that has lost its godhead and has no independent consciousness. Now it is driven by an extreme obsession that will never dissipate even if it falls for thousands of years. It rigidly obeys the last death order it made before its fall - as the final watchman of Dragon Tomb, blocking all external forces that may interfere with the rest of its compatriots."
"This logic is written into its marrow. Even if I, the Lord, come, as long as there is no corresponding resurrection godhead and formal divine test approval, it will not let anyone go. In its eyes, we are just variables with a familiar atmosphere."
"I'm afraid that if you want to truly enter the inside of Dragon Valley and open up the treasure house that can change the world, you must wait until the day when Mountain Dragon King Lucoa is officially resurrected. That is, after you completely complete the relevant Dragon God Trial and use your Life Divine Power to reshape her soul, the blockade here will turn into a tribute to welcome you."
Gu Tian scratched his head, feeling the shadowy pressure behind him, and asked curiously, "I felt that at that moment, even an ancestor-level existence like you had to listen to it? Lucoa, in the dragon clan back then, was his status more special than you?"
After hearing this, Chiyan, who was originally a little depressed, gradually regained her energy. Her illusory figure leaned on the spiritual pillar of Gu Tian, and her eyes showed an unprecedented nostalgia, reverence, and even some kind of child-like attachment.
"Status? That's not status, that's dependence." Chiyan chuckled, but his tone was so gentle that Gu Tian felt unfamiliar, "Lucoa, in our Nine Great Dragon Kings eyes, she has never been a cold Bingbing battle commander. She has always played a role similar to 'mother'."
"Mom?" Gu Tian was completely stunned. The huge petrified dragon head that covered the sky came to mind. It was really difficult to connect it with the image of a gentle mother.
"Yes, it's mom." Chiyan reiterated with certainty, "In the ancient era full of conquests and order, although the Lord was our leader and guide, she was too noble and too busy. She had to deal with the stability of the rules of the universe and the expansion of the Divine Realm's territory all day long. And Lucoa, she uses her thickest and warmest spine to silently take care of each of us little dragon kings who get into trouble. When we are bullied outside or reprimanded by the master, we will hide under her wings. Her kind of care is unreasonable favoritism and the ultimate maternal nature that can tolerate all fire and frost."
When Ao Linxi heard this, he curled his lips in dissatisfaction and murmured in a low voice, "Lie'er, what you said is too biased. Didn't I care about you back then? When Divine Realm collapsed, who worked hard to break the godhead and bring you naughties out of that desperate place?"
Chiyan looked at Ao Linxi, who was a little "jealous" and seemed particularly humane. He smiled, waved his hand and said:
"Lord, those are two different things. What you give us is direction, protection, and the feeling of being a 'close sister' who is above us and worthy of our lives to be loyal to. You make us strong and make us dare to show our claws to the Divine Realm. And Lucoa... She is the kind of person who can really close your eyes and lie on her broad back without any defense when you are exhausted and your soul is about to be broken. That sense of security that comes from the maternal nature of the earth, no other existence in this world can give you except her."
Ao Linxi fell into silence for a long time. She looked at the mountains in the distance that were transformed from the backbones of her compatriots, and finally let out a long and relieved sigh.
Gu Tian quietly listened to the conversation between these two ancient bosses across time and space, and his heart was full of infinite expectations for Mountain Dragon King Lucoa, who had not officially met yet. To make the fiery and rebellious Chiyan miss him so much, to make Dragon God Ao Linxi was so courteous. The day when Lucoa was resurrected, Ancient Dragon Village might truly be considered a miracle again.