The two hugged, Pang Bo patted Ye Fan's shoulder hard. "Good lad, I thought you really weren't coming!"
"Oh, who is this...?"
He noticed Li Dan behind Ye Fan.
"This is Li Dan, the one I told you about..."
Ye Fan said, briefly introducing Li Dan, " Li Dan, this is my college classmate Pang Bo."
"Hello, hello." Pang Bo extended his hand warmly.
Li Dan, somewhat at a loss, reached out and shook hands with Pang Bo.
He is still getting used to the etiquette of this world.
"Let's go, everyone else is waiting upstairs."
Pang Bo put his arm around Ye Fan's shoulder, " Li Xiaoman, Zhou Yi, Lin Jia, they're all here..."
Soon, the three of them began climbing the mountain with the flow of people.
At first, Li Dan was a little nervous, but he was soon attracted by the magnificence of Mount Tai. Strange peaks and rocks, ancient trees reaching the sky, and cliff carvings everywhere tell the story of thousands of years of history.
"This place... is very special," Li Dan murmured.
"Of course!"
Pang Bo said proudly, " Mount Tai is known as the 'Number One Mountain Under Heaven,' and countless emperors in ancient times came here to offer sacrifices to Heaven..."
Along the way, Ye Fan gradually reunited with his classmates.
Li Xiaoman was still beautiful and charming, but there was a hint of complexity in her eyes that Ye Fan couldn't understand;
Zhou Yi was polite and maintained a proper distance from everyone.
Lin Jia, being lively and cheerful, quickly struck up a conversation with Li Dan.
" Li Dan? That's an interesting name. What do you do for a living?" Lin Jia asked curiously.
"I..." Li Dan was speechless for a moment.
Ye Fan quickly came to the rescue. "He's a writer, and he's been in seclusion lately writing, so he's a bit... out of touch with reality."
"Oh~"
Lin Jia suddenly realized, and looked at Li Dan with more understanding in her eyes, "That's how artists are."
Li Dan could only manage a forced laugh.
The group chatted and laughed as they climbed Mount Tai.
The higher you go, the steeper the mountain becomes. The famous Eighteen Bends hang like a ladder to heaven, making many tourists feel apprehensive.
But Ye Fan and his group were all young and energetic, so they didn't feel too tired.
Li Dan noticed that Ye Fan seemed somewhat absent-minded, occasionally looking up at the sky with a slight frown.
"What's wrong?" Li Dan asked in a low voice.
"It's nothing." Ye Fan shook his head, but the unease in his heart grew stronger.
Ever since he saw those two figures in ancient costumes on the street yesterday, he's had a strange feeling, as if something big is about to happen.
This premonition is especially strong today.
"Look, what's that?"
Just then, someone in the group exclaimed.
Everyone looked up and saw several thin streaks of clouds that had appeared in the sky at some unknown time, standing out conspicuously against the azure sky.
The cloud trails crisscrossed, vaguely forming some strange pattern.
"Is it an airplane?" someone guessed.
"No, airplane control cables don't work like that..."
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat.
But at that moment, something unexpected happened.
In the Douluo Continent, countless people are watching Li Dan's live stream with curiosity. They see Ye Fan and his group climbing Mount Tai, seeing those strange "iron chain boxes," and seeing those steep stone steps.
Of course, we also saw unusual cloud formations gradually appearing in the sky.
"Those clouds... look so strange."
"I have a bad feeling..."
Just as everyone was discussing this, the image in the Heavenly Screen suddenly began to shake violently.
At the summit of Mount Tai, a sudden gust of wind arose, and the once clear sky darkened at a visible speed.
"Huh? Why is it dark?"
Is it a solar eclipse?
Tourists on Mount Tai became agitated; some took out their phones to take pictures, while others frantically searched for shelter.
Ye Fan looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly contracting.
He saw it.
In that deep darkness, nine enormous black shadows slowly emerged, winding and coiling, each as thick as a mountain range, their jet-black scales reflecting a cold luster in the dim light of the day.
That's... a dragon?
No, impossible. Dragons are mythical creatures; how could they possibly exist in reality?
But then, something even more shocking happened.
Behind the nine dark figures, a massive bronze coffin slowly materialized.
The ancient coffin is simple and weathered, covered with complex and incomprehensible patterns and characters, exuding a desolate aura that transcends millennia.
Nine black dragons, dragging a giant bronze coffin with thick chains, came from the depths of the universe and slowly descended towards the summit of Mount Tai.
"A dragon... it really is a dragon..." Pang Bo's voice trembled.
" Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin?!"
In an instant, the entire Mount Tai was plunged into chaos.
Tourists fled in terror, screams, cries, and the sounds of collisions filling the air.
Some people accidentally fell off the cliff, some were trampled in the crowd, some knelt down to pray, and some stood there dumbfounded.
Ye Fan stared intently at the breathtaking scene in the sky, his mind completely blank.
"Run!"
Li Xiaoman screamed and turned to rush down the mountain.
But it was too late.
They could only watch in horror as the massive bronze coffin drew ever closer and closer...
Finally, with a deafening roar, the bronze coffin crashed heavily onto the Jade Emperor Peak of Mount Tai.
The entire mountain was shaking violently, rocks were falling, and dust was billowing into the sky.
Douluo Continent.
silence!
A deathly silence.
At this moment, countless people looked up at the Heavenly Screen, their mouths agape, yet no sound came out.
What did they see?
Nine real dragons!
Each one exuded a terrifying pressure that would make even Titled Douluo tremble!
That enormous body, those cold scales, that disdainful gaze that looked down upon all living beings...
Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy.
"My God! What... what kind of monster is that?!"
Ma Hongjun pointed to the sky, his voice trembling, and the fat on his face quivered uncontrollably.
He had never felt such pure, top-of-the-food-chain pressure. Even across endless time and space, merely witnessing the scene caused the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul within him to wail in fear.
Oscar dropped the sausage from his hand, his lips trembling.
"Dragons... are they really dragons? But how... how can there be nine of them?! The aura of each one..."
Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eye to its fullest extent, staring intently at the nine thick, mountain-like black dragon shadows Entanglement the giant bronze coffin in the Heavenly Screen.
Those jet-black scales, those cold, vertical pupils, that undulating, powerful body...
It was completely different from any dragon-type Soul Beast he knew.
He instinctively clenched his fists. "What... what's going on? Why...?"
"No... it's impossible..."
Yu Xiaogang was also trembling all over, not from fear, but from the excitement and horror of having his understanding completely overturned and the theoretical foundation collapsing before his eyes.
He claimed to be unparalleled in theory, researching Soul Beast, Martial Soul, and especially dragons. However, the existence in the Heavenly Screen completely surpassed all his research scope.
"Dragon... the real dragon?"