Gu Yuena's Dragon God Core, Xiao Bai's Deterrence!

Two figures silently appeared among the mountains at the entrance to Dragon Valley.

Gu Yuena walked in front.

Her long hair was gently lifted by the wind at the valley entrance.

She looked up at the seemingly ordinary stone wall in front of her, and gently lifted her fingertips, a wisp of silver light swirling around them.

"Aura, the aura of many dragons."

"Di Tian, did you feel it?"

Di Tian followed closely behind.

"Yes, my lord, so many auras."

"Wait, my lord has asked me to investigate."

The aura of the Beast God was completely contained around him, but the heavy pressure still made the air within dozens of meters around him feel stagnant.

He glanced at the layout of the valley entrance, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"Reporting to Your Majesty."

Someone has been here.

Gu Yuena did not turn around:

"I know."

She paused, then turned her head to look behind a huge rock on the side of the stone wall.

There was a trace that had been quickly cleaned up, and the lingering smell of blood hadn't completely dissipated.

"People from the Tang Sect."

Di Tian took half a step forward and glanced down at the ground:

"Titled Douluo who recently died."

"The attack was clean and swift, without any unnecessary fluctuations in Soul Power."

"It's not Soul Beast, at least it doesn't seem to be the kind of method used on our side."

A very faint smile appeared at the corner of Gu Yuena's mouth.

"It doesn't matter. No matter which faction you belong to, you're all the same here."

She stepped towards the stone wall and lightly traced a line in the air with her fingertip.

The invisible spatial barrier was cracked open.

The gray sky and scattered white bones inside Dragon Valley flashed by through the cracks.

Di Tian followed her steps, his voice low:

"My lord."

I know what you're going to ask.

Gu Yuena stopped in front of the stone wall, her profile faintly outlined by the grayish-white light overflowing from the cracks.

"I am determined to obtain the Dragon God Core."

She turned her head, her silver eyes reflecting the ancient graveyard behind her. Her voice was neither loud nor soft, yet every word was as heavy as a branding iron:

"I will carry on the legacy of the Dragon God."

"Let the Soul Beast be great again."

Di Tian's pupils contracted slightly, then he lowered his eyes and bowed respectfully.

"Your subordinate swears to follow me to the death."

Gu Yuena said nothing more and turned to step into the crevice.

The silver-white figure was swallowed up by the gray mist of Dragon Valley, with Di Tian following closely behind.

They stepped into the ancient basin covered with endless white bones, one after the other.

The moment Gu Yuena stepped into Dragon Valley, her steps froze.

Countless enormous dragon bones covered the entire field of vision.

The large ones are as massive as mountains lying across the landscape, while the smaller ones are still tens of meters long. Their jagged, intertwined skeletons are shrouded in a grayish-white mist, resembling a graveyard frozen in time.

The wind whistled through the gaps in my bones.

It was as if those giant dragons, dead for ten thousand years, were still howling with their last strength.

Gu Yuena stood on the edge of the peak, her silver eyes reflecting the white bones that filled the valley.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Di Tian stood half a step behind her, his entire aura sinking.

Those golden-black vertical pupils slowly swept across the valley floor.

Each dragon bone silently tells a story he doesn't want to face, a story he can't escape.

After a long silence, Gu Yuena finally spoke, her voice so soft it seemed as if it would shatter at the slightest touch:

"... so much."

Di Tian did not respond.

He simply lowered his eyes.

A beast god who had lived for tens of thousands of years no longer had the strength to even look up at that sea of bones.

Gu Yuena's fingertips clenched slightly inside her sleeve.

She can hear.

The mournful cries of those dragons before their death echoed from the depths of their bones, and even after ten thousand years, they remained clear and piercing.

It was a kind of despair that came from being abandoned by the whole world.

It struggled, it resisted, but was ultimately crushed in this deep pit, its body not even able to be pieced together.

"Why..."

A hint of tears welled up in Gu Yuena's eyes, but she didn't let a single tear fall. She simply gritted her teeth, forcing out the words between them:

"Why!"

Why is Heaven so unjust, treating my dragon race this way?

Di Tian slowly raised his head, gazing at the sea of bones, his voice hoarse. "Your Highness..."

Why is the Divine Realm intolerant of us? Why must my dragon race rise up in resistance?

Gu Yuena's voice rose a few decibels.

"The dragon race perished entirely due to the jealousy of the heavens!"

She turned around abruptly, a fire burning in her silver eyes.

"It's those humans, all those despicable humans!"

"They joined forces with the Divine Realm to drive the dragon race to the brink of destruction!"

Her voice echoed through the valley, striking the white bones and then returning, reverberating as a belated echo.

Di Tian watched her retreating figure, remained silent for a long time, and finally lowered his head and knelt on one knee.

"Your Highness is right."

"The Blood Feud of the dragons will one day be settled, and they will pay with their blood."

Gu Yuena closed her eyes, forcing back the tear that was about to fall.

When she reopened her eyes, her gaze had regained the coldness befitting the Silver Dragon King.

"Walk."

She stepped towards the bottom of the valley, her boots crushing a small piece of dragon bone beneath her feet with a crisp cracking sound.

"The Dragon God Core awaits us ahead."

Di Tian got up and followed.

Two figures, one in front of the other, walked through the endless white bones towards the deepest part of the pit.

Behind them, among the dragon bones, remained an extremely fine, dark gold pattern.

Those were traces left by Bai Yuan when he passed by, flashing by in the gray mist before being submerged in the endless sea of bones.

Gu Yuena didn't notice.

Even the Di Tian didn't have it.

They continued walking towards the Dragon God Core.

The deepest part of the pit.

The Nine-Colored Dragon Soul slowly opened its eyes.

The moment those vertical pupils split open in the darkness, the nine-colored light at the bottom of the pit trembled slightly.

"... They've arrived."

The Dragon God's gaze pierced through layers of nine-colored mist and landed on the figure approaching at the edge of the deep pit.

That's its scent.

A fragment of himself that separated from himself, now walking the world under the name of "Silver Dragon King".

"My aura..."

The Dragon God slightly raised his chin.

"My... wise divinity?"

Its voice deepened, as if it were speaking to a version of itself it had never met before:

"Bring it on."

"Let me see what you've become."

Nine-colored light and mist surged at the bottom of the pit, slowly parting to both sides like a curtain.

Gu Yuena stopped at the edge of the deep pit.

Her silver eyes suddenly widened, and deep within them was reflected a scene she had been dreaming of.

A colossal Nine-Colored Dragon Soul, larger than the Mountain Dragon King and the Purple-Gold Dragon Soul combined, resided at the deepest part of the pit.

Its entire body shimmered with nine-colored light, its scales like countless gemstones inlaid, emanating a sense of oppression that made the entire space bow down between them.

"Dragon God..."

Gu Yuena's voice was almost squeezed out of her throat.

A wave of surprise washed over me.

That was the Dragon God Core, her ultimate goal for this trip.

That hope that could allow the Soul Beast Clan race to rise again, that she had waited for for countless years.

Before the initial surprise had subsided, her gaze suddenly froze.

Beneath the Dragon Soul, in a corner of the deep pit.

There was a person standing there.

Its entire body was covered in dark armor, with dark gold patterns meandering across its surface.

His face was unreadable, and his presence undetectable.

There was another figure following him.

The figure had no physical form and floated in mid-air in a semi-transparent state.

Its entire body was covered with dark gold patterns, and it had a slender shape with tiny flames burning in its vertical pupils.

It floated there quietly, doing nothing, but the air in the entire pit seemed to grow heavier because of it.

Di Tian's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

The Beast God's perception was screaming wildly at this moment.

The oppressive feeling emanating from that semi-transparent figure was more terrifying than anything he had ever encountered in his life.

It was an irresistible urge to submit from the depths of one's blood, like an ant standing before a mountain.

Di Tian's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He instinctively took half a step forward, shielding Gu Yuena behind him, and uttered three words:

"... How terrifying."

Who are you?

"How do you know about my Dragon Clan's secret realm?!"