A small spaceship sped through the night sky above Spirit City.
Lin Yuan stood by the porthole, his gaze fixed on the ground below. Gu Yuena sat on the other side, having barely uttered a word since leaving the Star Dou Great Forest. Di Tian also looked grave; the Golden Dragon King had suddenly appeared on Douluo Star and even stormed into Spirit City, and no one knew what the situation was like there.
Ruan Mei remained calm as always, still holding the blood sample she had obtained from Gu Yuena in her hand, occasionally glancing at the rapidly receding clouds outside the window.
The spaceship quickly approached Spirit City.
Lin Yuan gradually frowned.
It's too quiet.
When March 7th sent the video, there were explosions everywhere in Spirit City, and you could hear the Golden Dragon King's roar even through the communication device. Now, the entire city is quiet, with neither the loud noises of battle nor the feeling of that violent dragon's might.
Di Tian also walked to the window and looked at the Spirit Hall, which had come into view.
No fighting.
"No matter what happened, get down there."
Lin Yuan immediately ordered the spaceship to descend.
The spaceship passed the outer perimeter of Spirit City and quickly arrived near the Pope Hall. The closer they got to the center, the clearer the traces left by the battle became. Large areas of streets were overturned, building walls were covered in cracks, and the area around the Pope Hall was a complete mess.
As soon as the spaceship landed and the hatch opened, Lin Yuan was the first to step out.
Gu Yuena, Di Tian Ruan Mei followed closely behind.
Along the way, many Spirit Hall Soul Master could be seen clearing the ruins. The wounded had been taken away. Although the surroundings were a mess, the sounds of battle could no longer be heard.
The group quickly arrived in the Pope Hall.
They then stopped walking at the same time.
The once solemn and magnificent Pope Hall has been largely destroyed, and the square in front of it has been completely reduced to ruins. Large piles of stone pillars and broken bricks are piled up together, with many torn metal components lying in the middle.
In the center of the ruins, a gigantic golden dragon lay on its back.
Its enormous body occupied almost half of the square, its two dragon wings spread out on the ruins, their golden scales particularly eye-catching under the surrounding lights.
The most outrageous thing is its current posture.
The Golden Dragon King tilted his head back, his mouth wide open, his tongue dangling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes tightly closed, and his entire body motionless. If it weren't for the slow rise and fall of his chest and abdomen, he wouldn't look like the terrifying being who had almost overturned Spirit City just moments before.
The Golden Dragon King was surrounded by a large crowd.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood at the forefront, while the other Spirit Hall experts remained vigilant. The company's researchers had already set up several devices to monitor the Golden Dragon King's vital signs from a distance, but no one dared to get too close.
Apart from two people.
Xing was squatting next to the head of the Golden Dragon King.
She held a golden scale the size of her palm in her hand, examining it over and over several times, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.
Once she was sure no one was watching, Xing casually stuffed the scale into her pocket.
After doing all this, she looked at the Golden Dragon King again.
gold.
It's all gold.
Xing reached out and grabbed a scale that was already a little loose. Just as she was about to pull it out, a hand reached out from the side and slapped the back of her hand.
"Xing, stop right there!"
March 7th glared at her. "You've already picked up countless of those that fell on the ground, and now you want to just pull them off? When this dragon wakes up, you'll be the first one it takes out on it!"
Xing reluctantly let go, then looked down at the scale she had just been eyeing.
March 7th immediately stood in front of her.
"Don't pull it out!"
On the other side, Dan Heng was holding a terminal and recording data around the Golden Dragon King.
Body length, wingspan, injuries, energy fluctuations, and life strength continuously appeared on the screen, and the Golden Dragon King's basic information was entered into the Astral Express database one by one.
Lin Yuan finally couldn't hold back any longer.
What's going on?
Everyone looked at him.
Lin Yuan pointed to the Golden Dragon King lying on the ruins, sticking out his tongue.
"When March 7th showed me the video, wasn't this guy still demolishing Spirit City? How come such a huge Golden Dragon King is now lying on the ground?"
When Dan Heng saw the group return, he nodded to Lin Yuan.
March 7th immediately ran over.
"It doesn't belong to Dan Heng."
Lin Yuan turned to look at Dan Heng.
March 7th said, "After Xing entangled the big golden dragon, Dan Heng suddenly remembered that there was still a cup of coffee left by Sister Himeko in the research room, so he went and got the coffee."
"Then this huge thing suddenly stopped, tilted its head back, and shouted something about mortals, the glory of the Dragon God, and trembling."
He threw it all into its mouth.
She pointed to the Golden Dragon King beside her.
"And that's it."
Lin Yuan remained silent.
Di Tian also fell silent.
Both of them looked at the enormous creature lying upside down in the ruins, its tongue lolling out.
Ruan Mei's gaze fell on the Golden Dragon King, as if she had begun to consider what effect the cup of coffee had on a being of this level.
Lin Yuan then looked at Dan Heng.
" Lady Herta took a sip, and the doll instantly became unusable."
" The Golden Dragon King drank a cup and is now lying here."
Dan Heng nodded calmly.
There was no better solution at the time.
Lin Yuan gave him a thumbs up.
"As expected of you, Cold-Faced Little Azure Dragon."
Dan Heng glanced at him but didn't reply.
March 7th was trying not to laugh.
While everyone's attention was on Dan Heng, Xing quietly circled around to the other side of the Golden Dragon King and reached out to a slightly loose scale.
"Star!"
He suddenly turned around on March 7th.
"Take your hands off the scales!"
"If you keep pulling, you'll pull it all the way down!"
Xing had no choice but to withdraw her hand, and incidentally stepped on another golden scale that had fallen off naturally at her feet.
She'll pick it up again after March 7th.
Lin Yuan ignored her and turned his gaze back to the Golden Dragon King.
Upon closer inspection, the injuries on the Golden Dragon King became even more apparent.
Many of its golden scales were broken, and there were several huge wounds on its chest, abdomen, and back, some of which even showed traces of golden blood that had not yet fully congealed.
The wounds still retained extremely strong energy fluctuations, clearly indicating that they had just experienced a fierce battle.
Di Tian also noticed the wounds, but before he could speak, Gu Yuena beside him had already walked forward.
Ever since she arrived here, her gaze has been fixed on the Golden Dragon King.
That golden dragon body.
That aura, almost from the same source as hers.
There is also a bond in our blood that nothing can replace.
Di Tian quieted down and did not stop them.
The Spirit Hall members surrounding the area noticed Gu Yuena approaching and quickly moved aside.
Gu Yuena walked step by step through the ruins.
The closer they got, the clearer the connection to the Dragon God's bloodline became.
She approached the Golden Dragon King, looked up at the enormous dragon head that had fallen into a coma, and then looked down at the wounds on its body that had not yet healed.
Gu Yuena slowly extended her hand.
Fingertips landed on the cold, hard golden scales.
Her hand trembled slightly.
Countless years later, the two finally reappeared in the same place.
A subtle ripple appeared in Gu Yuena's purple eyes.
She looked at the unconscious Golden Dragon King before her, her voice very soft.
"Elder brother..."