The Dragon-Shaped Mountain Range lay along the border between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, winding for over ten thousand li. Peaks rose in overlapping ranks, strange and precipitous, like the bony spines jutting from a dragon's backbone. Their bare summits were strewn with jagged rocks and scarcely covered by vegetation, making for a magnificent sight.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was nestled deep within the mountains. With mountains and water nearby and a sheltered slope at its back, it was warm in winter and cool in summer—a true treasure of favorable terrain.
Now, accompanied by a tremor that shook the earth and mountains, a pillar of light shot skyward from the depths of the range.
Mountain forests collapsed with a thunderous roar.
Earth and stone bulged upward, exposing the angular edges of a hall.
An ancient hall, weathered by wind and rain, stood bathed in the towering pillar of light. The pillar's height was impossible to judge; even looking straight up, one could not see its end. It seemed to pierce the clouds and rise beyond the atmosphere.
The pillar was cylindrical, fifty meters in diameter and pure white throughout. A faint, gaseous dragon coiled around its surface, its head, body, claws, and tail as vivid as those of a living creature. Occasionally, a proud dragon's roar could be heard.
Only its lifeless eyes revealed that it was a manifested phenomenon rather than a true dragon.
The spectacle alone made it clear that an extraordinary treasure had emerged here!
Gazing from afar at the towering pillar deep within the clan's rear grounds, Yu Yuanzhen's eyes filled with conflicting emotions. Only now did he understand why the guard had said they could no longer conceal it.
With such a tremendous spectacle, it was not just visible