The Gold and Silver Dragons arrived at the peak on the side of a valley.
The valley collapsed completely inward. Rather than a valley, it resembled a massive basin. Looking out, the valley below seemed endless, with heavy twilight in the distance and a faint, lingering mist.
However, within that kilometer-deep valley, countless massive skeletons covered every corner. When Huo Yuhao and his companions arrived at the edge and looked inside, an indescribable sense of grief instantly flooded everyone's hearts.
This was especially true for Wu Feng, who possessed a dragon-type martial soul. Unable to control her emotions, she roared towards the sky. A passionate dragon roar rang out, the echoes reverberating throughout the entire valley.
The Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King also let out long howls in unison. The sounds were tragic and desolate, like a monarch watching their subjects die miserably before them, filled with unwillingness and rage.
Why is heaven so unfair? Why treat my Dragon Clan like this?
Why does the Divine Realm not tolerate us, forcing my Dragon Clan to rise in resistance?
The fall of the Dragon Clan is entirely due to the jealousy of the heavens. It is those humans, those detestable humans!
Inside the Dragon Valley, low, deep dragon roars also faintly echoed, sounding like weeping and complaining.
Huo Yuhao thought for a moment and descended from the edge of the valley. The feeling of looking at the dragon bones from above was completely different from seeing them from within.
Only by truly entering the valley could one feel how shocking the sheer number of dragon bones was. Each massive skeleton ranged from dozens of meters to hundreds of meters in height. All these bones emitted faint, fluctuating waves of energy.
Even though only skeletons remained, they seemed like hibernating giant beasts. If they were all still alive, how powerful would they have been?
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath. He slowly walked to the nearest dragon skeleton and gently placed his hand on it.
A desolate aura instantly infected his emotions. He seemed to hear the mournful cry of this giant dragon before its death. Faint patterns appeared on the bone, flickering in and out of existence, while terrifying energy fluctuations lingered in the air.
Huo Yuhao and his group continued walking inward. They occasionally touched the dragon bones. The deeper they went, the massive the skeletons became. Piles of bones resembled small hills.
Faint dragon roars rang in their ears, sounding as if the heavens were falling and the earth was cracking. The group felt as though they had returned to an ancient battlefield where giant dragons fell one by one, and powerful enemies charged from all directions.
This powerful race that once ruled the entire continent gradually faded away during those great wars.
The sense of desolation radiating from the two Dragon Kings was also becoming stronger. Layers of gold and silver halos began to ripple around their bodies. Wherever these halos passed, the aura emitting from the dragon bones seemed to relax slightly.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Huo Yuhao suddenly stopped because he saw a colossal skeleton ahead.
This skeleton was over a thousand meters tall. It was entirely brownish-tan, completely different from the others in the Dragon Valley. An incomparably heavy aura caused the gravity on the ground for several kilometers around it to be significantly greater than elsewhere. In the center of the massive skeleton was a huge crack running from head to tail. It looked as if its enormous body had been sliced in half by a sharp weapon.
It had no wing bones. Its body was extremely sturdy, especially its limbs, which were thick enough to look like pillars supporting the sky.
Huo Yuhao's body shook violently as he instantly recalled descriptions from books. This incomparably huge skeleton belonged to the Mountain Dragon King!
He walked forward slowly, releasing his spiritual power to sense the energy fluctuations emitting from the Mountain Dragon King's massive frame. Compared to the other dragon bones, the aura radiating from the Mountain Dragon King was much more intense. It was an incomparable rage and an unparalleled resentment.
Bypassing the Mountain Dragon King's remains, Huo Yuhao and his group saw another valley appear ahead. A valley within a valley, the true Dragon Tomb.
The ground behind the Mountain Dragon King had collapsed downward, revealing a massive deep pit with a diameter exceeding ten kilometers.
Huo Yuhao looked into the valley. It was a kilometer deep, and inside, a mass of huge light and shadow seemed to flicker. The light presented itself in seven colors, existing in the form of mist, making it impossible to truly see the situation inside.
But he knew that the Dragon God's remains were there. The side that obtained the Dragon God's core first would be the victor of the battle between the two dragons.
In this Dragon Valley, the most dangerous place was this Dragon Tomb. There were not even dragon souls guarding it because they were unnecessary.
With the residual obsession of so many giant dragons after death, if an ordinary human entered, they would have long been crushed to death by that oppressive aura. Even top-tier human powerhouses were affected by the rules of this small world. If they hadn't obtained a dragon scale for protection from Gu Yuena beforehand, they wouldn't have been able to enter at all.
Passing through the seven-colored light mist, a look of horror appeared on the faces of Huo Yuhao's companions. They felt their vision blur, and then they saw a giant dragon.
To be precise, it was a massive dragon soul.
That dragon soul was twice the size of the Mountain Dragon King. Its entire body shimmered with seven-colored light, and even its scales were seven-colored. The scales on its body looked irregular, with each one seemingly having a different shape, yet they were perfectly coordinated, looking like countless gems inlaid together.
It held its head high with pride, its whole body radiating an indescribable aura. The moment Wu Feng saw it, the Red Dragon bloodline within her body suddenly fluctuated violently, as if it were about to explode. Immediately following the brief riot in her bloodline, an indescribable sense of intimacy arose spontaneously.
The Dragon God's soul did not make any moves. It just stood there in the center of the valley, shrouded in seven-colored light.
After hesitating slightly, Wu Feng took out a piece of rare metal from her storage soul tool. With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the rare metal towards the dragon soul.
The dragon soul trembled slightly, and the rare metal disappeared. The group saw clearly that the rare metal had been directly vaporized.
This...
What terrifying energy. If the energy of this Dragon God's soul were to be released, how horrific would it be?
Despite the protection of the Silver Dragon scales, the vast majority of Huo Yuhao's companions groaned and fainted directly. At this moment, only Wu Feng with her dragon martial soul, Cui Yajie with the Nine-tailed Immortal Fox, Xie Huanyue, and the two Titled Douluo, Zhongli Yu and Zhang Lexuan, who were holding on by their cultivation, remained awake.
Huo Yuhao decided to let the few awake partners take the unconscious ones away from the Dragon God's soul for the time being. Although he hoped his partners could gain benefits from the Dragon God, he had to consider their actual capacity to withstand it.
The battle between the Silver Dragon King and the Gold Dragon King entered a fever pitch once again. They both tried every means to stop the other from approaching the Dragon God's remains while attempting to get there first themselves.
Gu Yuena suddenly took out the Golden Dragon Spear and hurled it fiercely at the Dragon God's soul. The moment the Golden Dragon Spear touched the soul, the spear trembled violently. Immediately after, a humming sound rang out, instantly amplifying. The massive Dragon God's soul seemed to come alive.
A passionate dragon roar resounded through the entire Dragon Valley.
All the dragon souls wandering in the valley prostrated themselves on the ground almost instantly. All the dragon bones within the Dragon Tomb seemed to be awakened, trembling slightly as if struggling to stand up.
The Dragon God's soul suddenly turned into a mass of incomparably intense seven-colored halos, surging towards the two kings.
"Hahaha, Silver Dragon King, you are reaching your limit, aren't you? You are rushing to trigger the energy of the Dragon God's soul now. Although that can briefly restore your power, I can also benefit from it, and I will gain even more than you!" The Gold Dragon King was stunned at first upon noticing the Silver Dragon King's action, then laughed arrogantly.
The intense seven-colored light immediately flooded toward both dragons.
Seeing this scene, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but get nervous. Gu Yuena's consumption in the previous battle was far greater than planned; after all, the Rakshasa God Tang San was indeed not weak.
Just as he was thinking about how to help Gu Yuena, he felt a sensation in his heart, as if some power within him was rapidly unlocking.
He tried to mobilize his martial soul, and what responded to him was a towering tree rising rapidly.
It was actually the Immortal Spirit Wood martial soul!
I am a pure human soul master, unlike Tang Wulin who possesses a Dragon King's bloodline. How can I use my martial soul in the Dragon Tomb?
However, his Immortal Spirit Wood martial soul seemed beyond his control. It drove the towering tree to grow frantically in the central area of the Dragon Tomb on its own. Rising from the ground, it quickly exceeded thousands of meters in height. Three thick roots emerged from below, supporting the massive and majestic trunk. The tree was half withered and half flourishing; one half was extremely lush, while the other half was completely dead. Its appearance was incredibly peculiar.
Gu Yuena also noticed the phenomenon caused by Huo Yuhao not far away. She felt as if she had seen that towering giant tree somewhere before. Even the Gold Dragon King showed a look of surprise. It had inherited the Dragon God's physical body, so the amount of Dragon God's memories it obtained far exceeded that of the Silver Dragon King.
"Could it be..." A thoughtful look appeared in the Gold Dragon King's eyes.
"Demon Eyed Tree, what is the background of that grass you devoured?" Huo Yuhao was completely numb. This tree had taken root in the center of the Dragon Tomb and looked like it was about to incur the wrath of numerous dragon souls.
"Ahhhh... I don't know either! It is currently trying to erode my spiritual origin!" The Ten Thousand Demon King wailed in the spiritual sea.
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao was dumbfounded. He could clearly perceive that Wan Yao Wang's spiritual consciousness was weakening crazily, and from within its spiritual origin, another consciousness seemed to be gradually awakening.
The essence of the countless ten-thousand-year Emerald Green Phosphorous Nine-Absolutes Flowers that Wan Yao Wang had previously devoured was now being squandered by that consciousness and injected into the towering tree.
Looking at the frantically growing tree, Huo Yuhao combined descriptions from mythological epics in his past life and couldn't help but think of a possibility.
A giant tree that symbolizes destruction and rebirth, constituting the entire world.
The World Tree!
(Author's Note: I've buried this foreshadowing for hundreds of chapters, and now I'm starting to slowly reclaim it. Although this is a secondary creation based on the Immortal Herb eaten by the Ten Thousand Demon King, the author promises that this tree will not resolve the threat of the Gold Dragon King for the protagonist, nor will it be used as a cheat to deal with the current enemy.)