"This is the Dragon Fall Secret Realm. As the name suggests, it's where a true dragon fell. The Dragon Spine Mountain Range outside was formed from the true dragon's body, while this place was formed from its soul."
"The soul of a true dragon?"
Murong Zhige nodded. "That's right. When I was young, I came to the Cangwu Desert with several friends to obtain Spirit Rings. Who could have known we'd run into several incredibly powerful Soul Beasts? There were five of us, and I was the only one who survived.
"While being pursued by the Soul Beasts, I lost my way and accidentally came here. But the moment I entered the Dragon Spine Mountain Range, the Soul Beasts chasing me stopped moving."
"I had no other choice then, so I went deeper into the Dragon Spine Mountain Range. Using a secret technique, I avoided detection by the various dragon-type Soul Beasts and found this secret realm..."
...A hundred years ago. Murong Zhige was thirty-five, a Soul Douluo, and at the Dragon Fall Secret Realm.
Murong Zhige opened the door and entered the building before him, accidentally finding himself in the Dragon Fall Secret Realm.
"What kind of place is this..." Looking at the splendid landscape before him, with its clear skies and bright moon, Murong Zhige couldn't help feeling puzzled.
Roar—
A terrifying dragon's roar came from all around. Murong Zhige's face filled with alarm, and he hurriedly summoned his Demonic Flame Heavenly Dragon Martial Soul. Eight Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—appeared as he warily watched his surroundings.
"What are you? Quit playing tricks and show yourself if you've got the guts!!!"
But the only reply was a mocking voice. "Heh, I never imagined that after tens of thousands of years, the first person