Urged on impatiently by Ying Nan, the two continued forward.
When they passed a shrine, Qin Yi stopped and looked at the memorial tablets enshrined within.
One of the portraits on the tablets depicted an Eastern woman who bore a seventy percent resemblance to Ying Nan.
So Wenwu's wife had already passed away at this point.
Ying Nan glanced back at Qin Yi and said,
"My sister, Ying Li."
Qin Yi nodded, and the two continued onward until they reached an enormous lake.
Unlike what he remembered from his previous life,
there were no fully armed Tarot Village guards by the lake.
A Tarot Villager dressed like a priest was praying devoutly before an incense table and candle altar.
The sight made Qin Yi even more curious.
Could the legendary Divine Dragon answer his questions about this universe?
As the villager prayed,
a whirlpool on the churning lake grew larger and larger.
Under Qin Yi's expectant gaze,
a majestic and awe-inspiring figure with deer antlers, a serpentine body, tiger paws, and eagle claws soared from the water into the sky.
Qin Yi looked up at the figure gliding through the heavens and could not help recalling how the ancients had described it.
How splendid, the Divine Dragon, born in response to the essence of yang.
It lurked in the deep abyss, then soared to illuminate the heavenly court.
It bent and stretched with the times, changing without form.
It lay hidden in filthy mud, then rose above the pure heavens.
The Divine Dragon slowly descended from the sky and landed before Qin Yi, studying him with great interest.
"An interesting human. You are clearly within the rules, yet beyond their restrictions."
After calming his inner excitement at meeting the legendary Divine Dragon, Qin Yi asked curiously,
"Are you the Divine