"Is this a dragon's skeleton?"
Silence of extinction reigned. The immortals had spent their lifetimes nurturing every kind of immortal grass and vegetation, leaving behind an endless expanse of lush green, while they themselves had become history. It truly made one sigh with emotion.
If lowly creatures had stumbled in here, this loneliness alone would likely have scared them to death.
All at once, Green, who had been leading the group through the immortal clouds and swirling mist, came to a halt.
"Hm? Where?"
The dragons of the Immortal Domain differed from dragons elsewhere in the Endless World. Like totems and the myths of many lowly worlds, they were creatures born from nothing, created through the condensed will of the people. Their original form was that of a python, adorned with deer antlers, turtle eyes, fish scales, tiger claws, and eagle talons. Though exceedingly rare, the appearance of every true dragon would inevitably forge an immortal sovereign who ruled a region. They were among the Immortal Domain's most distinctive and formidable creatures—terrifying beings capable of contending with immortal sovereigns in battle.
At Green's indication, Yihuan expanded her field of vision from a small area to the vast land beyond. Only then did she faintly make out the outline of a true dragon amid the contours of mountain ranges.
"Eh? It can't be a true dragon. This seems to be a dragon vein!"
After pondering for some time, Sylvana gave this answer.
Perhaps afraid that Green did not understand such knowledge of the Immortal Domain, she immediately explained, "A dragon vein refers to a spiritual-vein pattern formed by the gathering flow of immortal spiritual energy, according to its varying density. A dragon vein this vast has greatly diluted its own inherent characteristics. Thus, although this entire region is rich, it lacks