After he passed through that invisible barrier, the feeling of weightlessness vanished completely.
Huo Yuhao hovered in midair, his gaze passing over the vast river below, whose source and end were unknown, before he slowly raised his head.
What met his eyes was a ruined dragon body of inconceivable size.
Its entire body bore an ancient, profound azure-gold hue, its surface covered in layer upon layer of heavy dragon scales as large as mountains.
Each scale was naturally imprinted with intricate, abstruse patterns of law. Merely looking at them created the illusion of years racing past.
This colossal creature hovered in the void, radiating an oppressive weight that made anyone standing there seem utterly insignificant.
The dragon body had clearly endured a brutal battle.
Some terrifying being had apparently torn it apart by force. Several unfathomably deep, horrific wounds had severed the enormous body that could blot out the sky and sun, wrenching it into three broken sections.
The bones and flesh at the severed ends bore a disturbingly dark hue. Even the space around the wounds had been ripped apart by that savage destructive force, leaving black fissures that could never heal.
Thick, dark-red blood continually seeped from those severed ends, following invisible paths of law as it gathered below, eventually forming an immense lake of blood.
This was the true source of the suspended blood pool in the physical world.
An icy-blue glow lit Huo Yuhao's eyes as his gaze swept over the luster flowing across the azure-gold dragon body.
Pure, concentrated power of time radiated endlessly from the broken scales and wounds.
Everything fell perfectly into place.
Understanding dawned within him. The identity of these remains was now unmistakable.
The Time Dragon King.
During that battle in the Divine Realm that had shattered the heavens and sundered