The Dragon God was momentarily speechless, but fortunately, Wang Nan didn't press further with the question, "How many Gods with shattered God Positions are there in total?"
"Actually, quite a few," the Dragon God sighed. "Some lost their positions due to conflict, some for personal reasons, and others ventured into the deeper, more vast Universe before they could leave behind a God Position Legacy."
Wang Nan nodded, not pressing further, seemingly just making small talk. "Oh right, I want to block its aura here. Is there a way?"
"It's not difficult for you. Even if it's divine force, it's just some evil thoughts."
Wang Nan immediately understood and said no more. He landed on the ground, looked up at the spatial rift in mid-air, and then the Evil Breaking Dragon emerged from his glabella and flew toward the spatial rift.
All sorts of negative emotions continuously assailed the Evil Breaking Dragon, but it was not affected in the slightest; in fact, it seemed subtly excited.
In Wang Nan's mental sea, immortal music drifted in the air, beasts roamed, birds sang on the mountains, and wails and howls echoed from the abyss. For a time, it was quite lively.
...
Night passed and dawn broke, and a thick fog had risen outside Jialing Pass at some unknown time.
Four or five Spirit Masters were gathered together, looking toward the direction outside the Pass, but their vision was blocked by the dense fog, making it impossible to see clearly what was within the mist.
"Hey, you all know what happened last night, right?"
"How could I not know? I was on the city wall last night and saw the battle clearly."
"Come on, come on, what exactly happened? Tell us about it." Someone nearby leaned in.
"Those were two Titled Douluo, going back and forth. Didn't you see them fight until dawn?"
"Go away, what kind of eyesight is that? It was clearly three Titled Douluo, one of whom fought two and defeated both of them."
"You're the one who saw it wrong! It was clearly two against one..."
"You guys say..."
Just as everyone was discussing heatedly, a voice quietly spoke, "Will there be anything left behind there? Even if it's something a Titled Douluo doesn't care about, it might still be beneficial to us, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of several Spirit Masters converged in unison. As Spirit Masters, each of them had such thoughts; otherwise, what would they be doing gathered here so early in the morning?
"Let's go, let's go, let's go take a look."
"Let's go together, let's go together."
With someone taking the lead, the four or five people gathered together and headed outside the Pass.
"Is this fog getting thicker?"
The Spirit Master walking at the very front, named Pendragon Jia, turned his head and asked the people behind him, but when he turned, there was no trace of the other Spirit Masters behind him.
Pendragon Jia's heart trembled, and he loudly called out the names of his companions, but his voice carried into the depths of the dense fog without any response.
He fumbled his way toward the edge of the fog, but he had been outside Jialing Pass many times, and the familiar path had already disappeared. After fumbling for a long time, he seemed to only be walking in circles.
Just then, a melodious sound seemed to reach Pendragon Jia's ears, gently sweeping away the anxiety and unease in his heart.
As if possessed, Pendragon Jia slowly advanced in the direction of the sound, and the ground beneath his feet gradually became damp.
After an unknown amount of time, the dense fog around him seemed to thin a little. There was no longer a path beneath his feet, and before him was a boundless ocean.
At the horizon, where the sea met the sky, was an immortal mountain, with glowing ethereal light appearing on it, and ethereal music drifting from afar.
When did an ocean appear outside Jialing Pass?
Pendragon Jia's heart was filled with doubt, but he no longer had the mind to think too much. He only felt that the ethereal light was exceptionally captivating. Just by looking at it, the spirit power in his body seemed to be continuously increasing.
He began to walk slowly forward. The seawater gradually submerged his ankles, then his knees. Just as he was about to be submerged in seawater, a golden light flashed before his eyes the next moment.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing outside the dense fog, with several companions beside him, all lying on the ground, fast asleep.
Pendragon Jia hastily scrutinized himself, realizing that the previous increase in spirit power had merely been an illusion. Though his heart had been filled with greed, it was now clear again. He vaguely seemed to have grasped something, yet it flickered away, and he couldn't quite articulate it.
Left with no choice, he abandoned the idea of going back there and woke up the other Spirit Masters. However, seawater continued to drip from his already soaked pant legs, leaving behind wet footprints.
On the other side, a yellowish-brown light was rapidly approaching Jialing Pass. In the blink of an eye, it had traversed several hundred meters, quickly landing on the city wall of Jialing Pass.
The light dissipated, and Xuan Zi's figure gradually appeared. Since becoming the new Sea God Pavilion Master, although his wine gourd remained with him, he was at least not as slovenly as before.
Soon, the dense fog not far outside Jialing Pass caught his attention. With his cultivation, it was not difficult to see that the dense fog was actually condensed mental force.
Xuan Zi walked into the dense fog, but he couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise. Even if an ordinary Spirit Master's mental force could create such a commotion, it would only be an empty facade, a mere illusion.
But after he approached the dense fog, his skin began to feel the dampness brought by the mist.
Just then, a golden light emerged from the fog and appeared before Xuan Zi. The golden light converged into a Dragon shape, nodded slightly at him, and then flew forward.
Xuan Zi understood in his heart and followed it.
Soon, he saw Wang Nan sitting cross-legged in the center of the dense fog.
At this moment, he was in meditation, and a vast mental force continuously surged from him. It wasn't until Xuan Zi appeared before him that Wang Nan slowly opened his eyes.
"Elder Xuan."
"Is this your mental force?" The first thing Xuan Zi asked was about the origin of this dense fog.
"It's not just my influence. It should be said that this situation arose from the combined influence of the residual divine force here and my mental force."
"Divine force..." Xuan Zi repeated, "Are you sure?"
Wang Nan nodded and looked up. Only then did Xuan Zi notice that just above them, a giant golden Dragon was coiled, its eyes fixed on Xuan Zi, though he hadn't noticed it at all during his journey.
"What remains here is the aura of the Rakshasa God. As the God who controls all evil thoughts, if his power is unrestrained, the people around will definitely be affected."
"I originally wanted to use the power of the Dragon Soul to seal off the aura that had dispersed from here, but since it's divine force, it also caused some changes in my mental force, which created this scene. It could be considered a Domain, I suppose."
Xuan Zi looked at Wang Nan, noticing that he had sat here all night without a trace of evil aura on him, and then nodded.
"Good. A benevolent heart will surely be rewarded. Come with me, let's go see what's inside."
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