Dragon God Is a Realm!

The mysterious, ancient Emerald Dragon Soul had already given Chen Hong the answer: the Silver Dragon King and Golden Dragon King had little fundamental connection to the Dragon God.

To outsiders, the Silver Dragon King and Golden Dragon King were inseparably tied to the Dragon God, but to the Emerald Dragon Soul, they were merely ordinary Dragon Kings.

If there was anything special about them, it was that after the Silver Dragon King and Golden Dragon King merged, they could bear the supreme power belonging to the Dragon God.

"I've discovered that once I enter this universe, my thoughts become restricted. This restriction used to be a form of protection, but now it has become a shackle instead." Chen Hong stood atop a cliff, looking at the world before him, split in two between life and death, and rubbed his forehead.

Chen Hong was referring to how, when he was young, his mind would indiscriminately receive torrents of dimensional data. The plane had blocked some of it for him, allowing Chen Hong to have a relatively safe childhood. But once Chen Hong himself had reached a certain realm, that "information filter" had instead become a shackle that made him feel constrained.

"That's perfectly normal. To an embryo, an eggshell is protection; to a complete lifeform, it is a prison that must be broken." The Emerald Dragon Soul lay on Chen Hong's shoulder, continuing to groom its dragon scales. It made Chen Hong seriously suspect that its scales were so exquisite and beautiful precisely because it groomed them so often.

"The logic makes sense." Chen Hong nodded, then asked, "Why did you think I would come here? And you all... it seems there aren't many complete souls left here."

"The Dragon Tomb is special." The Emerald Dragon Soul answered unhurriedly, "Your