Gu Chenfeng flew along with Ao Li and Zhu Jiu, passing through the layers of cloud and mist shrouding the Holy Land's boundary.
Guided by that majestic dragon roar and the tolling bell, the three finally reached a mountain range enveloped in seven-colored rosy light.
At the center of the mountains stood a golden nest shaped like an enormous overturned bowl, its immense scale rivaling towering Kunlun.
This was the core of the Dragon Race Holy Land, the Giant Dragon's Nest.
The enormous nest resembled a colossal dragon coiled upon itself, giving off a sense of boundless majesty.
The three entered through a passage beneath the dragon nest, passing through layers of powerful restrictions.
They made their way to the center of the nest, arriving at a plaza densely covered in formation patterns, with specks of starlight overhead like a celestial compass.
Several figures had already gathered at the center of the plaza.
There were three men and two women, and aside from one elderly man,
the other four all looked middle-aged, with well-proportioned features and outstanding appearances.
Members of the Dragon Race with true dragon bloodline all seemed rather handsome.
Moreover, members of the Dragon Race with true dragon bloodline lived far longer than humans and looked younger as well.
All five radiated immense pressure, the Heaven and Earth Origin Power around them naturally forming mysterious cycles.
They were none other than five Source Emperor Realm experts, all elders of the Water Dragon Division.
As the three arrived, the five immediately swept their gazes over them, their attention invariably gathering on Ao Li.
Cold light flashed in their eyes, all carrying undisguised hostility.
Pressure even rose from their bodies and swept toward the three.
Seeing this, Zhu Jiu snorted coldly and was about to release his own pressure.
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