Over the past few decades, Wang Lilong and her two younger sisters, Lixian and Lixuan, had happily pioneered and explored the Tataluo Galaxy Cluster together. They took on missions, conducted trade, wrote storybooks, filmed grand recordings, and sweet-talked the natives. Their enterprise flourished spectacularly, and their family contribution points soared higher and higher.
After spending so long there, they discovered a peculiar race called the Great Horn Clan. They seemed to worship an ancient ancestral sacred ground, rumored to be the so-called Dragon God's Tomb.
Incidentally, the Great Horn Clan considered themselves descendants of the Dragon God.
Logically speaking, not even ghosts would believe such rumors. Savage races all loved to embellish the origins of their bloodlines to highlight their supposed nobility. Some claimed to be descendants of phoenixes, divine dragons, or Xuanwu, while others declared themselves descendants of all manner of bizarre ancient races. There was every kind imaginable.
Having heard too much of it, the sisters had naturally grown numb to such claims. Their only gain was probably filling in their knowledge of ancient races and broadening their horizons—if they had not come here, they would never have known that so many incredible ancient races had once existed.
But unexpectedly, when the Great Horn Clan's leader brought her past their ancestral sacred ground and loudly bragged about his race's noble bloodline, Wang Lilong faintly sensed an attraction arising from her bloodline within that so-called sacred ground.
There really seemed to be some treasure related to the Dragon Clan within that sacred ground.
The three sisters had always been the sort who feared neither heaven nor earth. After secretly discussing it, they decided to sneak in for a look.
As a result, the moment Wang Lilong infiltrated the place, she triggered the restrictions of the Dragon God's Tomb. She