Dragon God's Will

"What did you say?!"

"You want me—the Silver Dragon King, one of the Dragon God's two halves—to bury corpses?!"

Gu Yuena stared at Chu Yuan in shock with her violet eyes.

She was the dignified Silver Dragon Lord, one of the Dragon Clan's noblest bloodlines. Though she no longer was, she had been once.

Making a Dragon King who had once been one of the Dragon Clan's noblest bloodlines bury corpses was the greatest humiliation imaginable for her!

This was clearly deliberate on the Golden Dragon King's part. Deliberate!

"I'm not discussing this with you. I'm informing you. Gu Yuena, you've been abandoned by the Dragon Clan. You're lucky to be alive, so stop being so picky."

"Besides, is burying the bones of these Dragon Clan ancestors really so humiliating to you?"

Chu Yuan turned back teasingly, his tone carrying a trace of amusement.

The Dragon Clan Corpses in this Dragon Tomb had mostly perished after the great war against the God Realm. It could be said that these Corpses had once belonged to the Dragon Clan's most loyal warriors.

If Gu Yuena dared say that laying these Dragon Clan powerhouses to rest was humiliating to her—

She would not even need Chu Yuan to say anything. She would probably be expelled from beasthood herself.

Gu Yuena glared fixedly at Chu Yuan. This question seemed to have many possible answers, but in truth, she only had one.

"Why don't you bury them? Do you think it's something shameful, so you can't bring yourself to do it?"

Gu Yuena crossed her arms, her exquisite face full of refusal and disbelief.

Chu Yuan smiled and pointed at the shovel beside him.

"How do you know I haven't buried any? If I hadn't, where did this shovel come from?"

After saying that, Chu Yuan turned away. "Keep it up. I made a rough count of the Corpses here. In your current state, you should finish burying them in about half a year."

With that, Chu Yuan headed directly toward the depths of the Dragon Tomb.

Gu Yuena watched his departing back, gritted her silver teeth, and snatched up the shovel from the ground.

Bury them!

Wasn't it just burying some bones? She loved burying bones the most!

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."

"Don't bully this dragon for being poor!"

"Golden Dragon King, just you wait. Once I endure this for a while, I'll make you spit everything back out!"

After silently subjecting Chu Yuan to all sorts of cruel punishments in her mind, Gu Yuena began digging pits with all her might.

Meanwhile, on Chu Yuan's side—

He continued flying deeper into the Dragon Tomb. The further in he went, the larger the surrounding Corpses became. Some were even comparable in size to his true form.

"I can only vaguely sense the Dragon God Core's location. With such a faint connection and a Dragon Tomb this large, how long will it take to find it?"

The bloodline within him could form a weak connection with the Dragon God's Core, but that weak connection could only ensure that he was heading in the right direction.

Inside a great hall deep within the Dragon Tomb—

"He has finally come. After waiting hundreds of thousands of years, my child has finally come."

At the center of the great hall lay a Corpse even larger than all the Dragon Clan Corpses outside.

At the Corpse's heart, a streak of nine-colored light slowly flowed. Before the Corpse stood a nine-colored figure in silence.

The figure's lower body was nearly transparent, and his face did not resemble that of a normal human. Instead, it possessed the wildness of a beast.

The figure's eyes were full of spirit. His gaze pierced through the great hall and fixed directly on Chu Yuan's direction.

"Can't find it? Heh, so be it. Let your father give you a hand."

The figure spoke with a trace of affection. In the next moment, a streak of nine-colored light slowly spread from his left hand, passed straight through the great hall, and flew toward Chu Yuan.

At that moment, Chu Yuan, who was in midair, also sensed something unusual.

His Spiritual Power pierced directly through Corpses as tall as small mountains, and the streak of nine-colored light finally entered his sight.

"This is... the Dragon God's Nine-Colored Divine Power!"

As one of the Dragon God's defining traits, Chu Yuan naturally recognized the Nine-Colored Divine Power.

The next moment, Chu Yuan stepped forward, and his body shot toward the Nine-Colored Divine Power.

Within only a few breaths, Chu Yuan arrived at the place where the Nine-Colored Divine Power had been.

When Chu Yuan spread out his Spiritual Power again, the Nine-Colored Divine Power had already moved elsewhere.

"Leading me?" Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly and pursued it once more.

About half an hour later, a majestic great hall appeared before Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan looked at the hall and released his Spiritual Power, but as it neared the hall, an even stronger force forcibly drove it back.

At that moment, the tightly shut doors burst open from within.

At the same time, strands of divine fire lit up along the walls on both sides of the hall, illuminating the dim interior.

A massive Corpse, along with the nine-colored light at its chest, appeared before Chu Yuan.

Looking at the Corpse within the hall, Chu Yuan's eyes widened slightly.

"The Dragon God's Corpse."

Looking at the Corpse before him, it was not difficult to guess who it had belonged to in life.

After all, even his Golden Dragon King body was only around three thousand meters long, while this Corpse—and this seemingly endless great hall—suggested a body length of at least six thousand meters.

Who else could such an enormous Corpse belong to but the Dragon God himself?

"My child, you have come."

At that moment, a gentle, aged voice rang out from within the hall. Then—

The nearly transparent figure from before slowly floated out of the hall.

Looking at the figure that was identical to a soul body, Chu Yuan unexpectedly felt a sense of bloodline connection.

"You are the Dragon God."

The sense of bloodline connection came from the hall housing the Dragon God's Corpse. More importantly, this figure also possessed Nine-Hued Godforce.

With all these signs, it was not hard to guess.

"Heh, my child, you are very clever. I am indeed the Dragon God. You may also call me... Father."

The Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King had split from the Dragon God and possessed the Dragon God's bloodline. In a sense, they were indeed the Dragon God's children.

Of course, they could also be the Dragon God himself.

"Come in, child. Let me tell you what exactly happened."

After saying that, the figure floated back into the hall.

Chu Yuan glanced at him before following. In a sense, the Dragon God could indeed call him child.

As for whether he acknowledged that, it depended on what he thought.

After entering the great hall, the figure's voice slowly rang out.

"Back then, I was slain in the God Realm. It appeared that I died, and in truth, I did die. What you see now is merely a fragment of my will."

"I waited here for hundreds of thousands of years, and at last, I have waited for you, my child—the child who will inherit everything I have."

The figure's gaze became kind. No one would have imagined that this kindly looking figure—

Was actually a fragment of the will of the Dragon God, the most powerful deity of that era—brutal and absolutely mighty.