Gu Yuena awoke

Lake of Life, at its bottom.

300 meters underwater.

The sunlight doesn't reach here. The surroundings are a deep, Mo Lan, with only occasional slivers of silvery light filtering up from the depths.

The light wasn't a reflection of sunlight, but rather it emanated from a palace.

The palace was carved from a single piece of silver crystal. It had no doors or windows. The walls were covered with dragon patterns, each one flowing slowly, as if it were alive.

In the very center of the hall, a long couch made of solidified white jade floats in mid-air.

A woman was lying on the couch.

She had her eyes closed.

Her long, silvery-white hair was spread out on both sides of the jade couch, with the ends hanging down and gently swaying in the water.

Her features were exquisite and aloof, her skin was almost transparent, and the silver veins flowing beneath her skin were faintly visible.

There was a very faint crack on her chest. A faint black aura seeped from the crack, which was the divine wound left by the Asura God.

This wound has existed for tens of thousands of years.

Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.

She slumbers deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, awaiting the day her injuries heal.

To the left of the jade couch, a black-haired man stood quietly.

He was tall with broad shoulders and a wide back, and his black hair was loose over his shoulders.

There is a jet-black dragon pattern on his forehead, extending from the center of his eyebrows all the way to his hairline.

His eyes were golden, with vertical pupils.

Di Tian, Black Dragon King, with 890,000 years of cultivation, is actually the strongest fighter in the Star Dou Great Forest.

He stood there motionless, his breathing extremely slow, each exhale causing a subtle tremor in the surrounding water.

Standing to the right of the jade couch was a slender woman.

She wore a long, emerald-green dress, her face gentle and her eyes filled with compassion. Her hands hovered above Gu Yuena's chest, her palms constantly releasing pale green life energy.

Bi Ji, the Emerald Swan, with 590,000 years of cultivation, is the strongest healing-type Soul Beast in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Green energy flowed into the crack in Gu Yuena's chest. The black aura was gradually suppressed, and the edges of the crack slowly healed.

This process has been going on for countless years.

The Silver Dragon Hall was extremely quiet, with only the faint humming sound emanating from the energy in Bi Ji's palm.

About an hour ago.

A ripple came from above the lake.

The wave penetrated three hundred meters of water, and by the time it reached the Silver Dragon Hall, it was already very weak, but its nature was extremely special.

It is neither Soul Power, nor elemental power, nor any form of energy within the scope of Di Tian's understanding.

It's like a rule.

A set of rules that are forcibly superimposed on reality and belong to another system.

Di Tian noticed it immediately. His golden vertical pupils contracted sharply as he looked up at the sky.

"Someone tampered with it," Di Tian said in a low voice.

Bi Ji stopped her treatment and looked up to sense her surroundings.

"It doesn't seem like an attack. There's no murderous intent," Bi Ji said.

Di Tian frowned, but did not act immediately.

The fluctuation of the rules covered the entire area above the Lake of Life. It did not penetrate the bottom of the water, but the Silver Dragon Hall could sense its presence.

Strangely, the feeling brought about by this fluctuation was not unpleasant.

On the contrary.

Bi Ji was the first to notice the change.

"Di Tian, did you feel it?" Bi Ji's voice carried a hint of surprise.

Di Tian closed his eyes and carefully sensed.

When that undulating force enveloped the lake's surface, the flow of spiritual energy throughout the Lake of Life became even smoother.

The concentration of life energy at the bottom of the water is slowly increasing.

The water around the Silver Dragon Hall became gentle and calm, and even the usually restless deep-water Soul Beast quieted down.

"This power... brings joy to all living things," Bi Ji said.

Di Tian didn't reply, but he definitely sensed it.

The feeling is hard to describe in words. It's as if someone has spread a huge net over your head, but instead of restraint, it contains a pure, unintentional joy.

Faint laughter and shouts could be heard coming from the lake.

People were playing around on it.

That joyful feeling, carried by the regularly fluctuating medium, seeped layer by layer into the bottom of the water.

Di Tian knelt on the spot, motionless. But his clenched fist slowly loosened.

Bi Ji placed her hand back above Gu Yuena's chest and continued the treatment.

She noticed a detail: under the influence of this fluctuation, the black aura seeping from the crack in Gu Yuena's chest was lighter than usual.

The Asura God's injuries were suppressed even more deeply.

"This power is helpful for the Lord's injuries," Bi Ji whispered.

Upon hearing this, Di Tian's brows relaxed slightly.

The two remained silent. They stayed quietly in the Silver Dragon Hall, feeling the warm and peculiar aura emanating from above.

At that moment, the fluctuation of the rules suddenly disappeared.

Clean and neat, with not a trace of residue.

The spiritual energy flow in the Lake of Life returned to its original speed, the water temperature returned to normal, and the deep-sea Soul Beast began to stir again.

Silver Dragon Hall, Bi Ji paused for a moment.

She frowned.

"That's all," Bi Ji said.

Di Tian also sensed it. That pleasant, peaceful aura had completely vanished.

Instead, there was a feeling of emptiness.

It's like warming yourself by a fire for two hours in the dead of winter, only to have it suddenly go out. Your body still retains warmth, but the cold wind has already rushed in.

Bi Ji had lived for 590,000 years and had never experienced such a difference.

She glanced down at the crack in Gu Yuena's chest. The black aura had thickened again, returning to its previous level.

"What a pity," Bi Ji sighed.

Just then, something slowly sank down from the water above.

It was a square wooden box. A question mark was drawn on the surface of the box, and the edges emitted a faint blue light.

The box traversed hundreds of meters of water, drifted slowly down, and came to rest on the ground outside the Silver Dragon Hall.

Di Tian and Bi Ji both looked at the box.

"This is a remnant of that power," Bi Ji said.

Di Tian stepped forward, his golden vertical pupils fixed on the wooden box. He reached out and touched the surface of the box with his fingertips.

There is no danger. There is no poison. There are no formations or traps.

It was just a wooden box with a question mark drawn on it.

However, it was created out of thin air and does not belong to any known creation in the Douluo Continent.

Di Tian's expression turned serious. He turned around, preparing to rush onto the lake to check the situation.

"Um..."

A very faint sound came from the jade couch.

Di Tian and Bi Ji were both startled and turned their heads at the same time.

Gu Yuena's eyelids twitched.

Her fingers curled slightly, and she gently traced a line on the jade couch.

Then, she opened her eyes.

Silver pupils, crystal clear.

Bi Ji quickly walked to the jade couch.

"My lord, you're awake."

Gu Yuena did not speak immediately. She lay on the jade couch, her silver eyes slowly turning as she looked around.

Her gaze finally settled on the direction above her head.

"What are they playing up there?" Gu Yuena's voice was soft, with a hoarse quality from just waking up. "It's so lively."

Di Tian knelt on one knee.

"My lord, there are humans moving on the lake. They have used an unknown force to alter the environment within a ten-kilometer radius."

"I know. I felt it in my sleep; it felt very pleasant and comfortable."

She paused for a moment.

"Now that it's gone, I'm actually not used to it."