The Dragon God blinked his dragon eyes, and a look of confusion involuntarily appeared in those eyes that once looked down upon the world.
What the hell had entered?!
With a sweep of his divine sense.
It was actually his other half? The Silver Dragon King?
And his captain of the royal guard, Di Tian?
And two humans, one of whom was... a little fellow with the Golden Dragon Bloodline, descended who knew how many generations from him?
That wasn't right, was it?
How had they found this place?
The Dragon God felt twelve parts out of ten that something was seriously wrong. There had to be something fishy going on!
According to his grand plan, Dragon Valley wasn't supposed to open at this time, was it?
It seemed his other half, Gu Yuena, had forced her way in!
Six six six, had she gained sentience?
Such a huge variable meant he had to observe them carefully before deciding anything!
"What should we do next?"
Gu Qiu'er asked curiously.
She looked around, but found no sign of life anywhere. Everything was barren.
Dragon Valley might have been the Dragon Clan Burial Grounds, but it shouldn't have been this desolate, should it?
And why were all these skeletons exposed out in the open?
"Let's take a look around first," Gu Yuena said gravely.
Seeing this scene, she too felt deeply heavy-hearted and oppressed.
What exactly had happened back then?
The mighty Dragon Clan had actually ended up without even a place to bury its dead dragons.
The group headed forward.
An indescribable air filled the atmosphere—tragic and desolate, as though they stood in a vast open-air graveyard.
Enormous skeletons lay everywhere, their massive frames still telling of the Dragon Clan's former glory and power.
"Ah!"
A startled cry suddenly rang