"Interesting, we have guests," Fang Yang suddenly looked up towards the entrance of the Dragon Valley, a faint smile on his face, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Gu Yue's eyes narrowed upon hearing this, sensing the disturbance almost simultaneously.
Her slender fingertips gently brushed the dragon god core in her palm, and a nine-colored halo rippled outwards, spreading through the air like ripples.
"It's the Tang Sect… and the Spirit Transfer Pagoda."
The Mountain Dragon King said in a deep voice, "Dominator, do you need us to act? Although only our remnant souls remain, we will not shirk our duty to protect, even if it means death."
His voice was as heavy as a mountain, carrying an undeniable firmness.
The remnant souls of the other six Dragon Kings trembled slightly in the air.
A majestic Dragon might faintly appeared, causing the aura of the entire valley to instantly become heavy, and the air seemed to grow viscous.
"No need," Gu Yue gently shook her head, her expression calm and unperturbed.
Having obtained the dragon god core, she naturally gained control over the entire Dragon Valley Small World.
At this moment, Gu Yue was the Dominator of this World.
She slowly raised her hand, and the dragon god core radiated a brilliant nine-colored light.
Thousands of Dragon souls chanted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
The rules of the entire Small World changed accordingly, and invisible barriers at the entrance slowly closed in layers, completely isolating this World.
"This is…" Fang Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, sensing the changes in the Dragon Valley World.
"I have sealed the entrance to the Dragon Valley," Gu Yue said indifferently, a cold glint in her eyes, "Since they've delivered themselves to our doorstep, they can stay here forever."
"Understood, like trapping a dog in a closed door," Fang Yang smiled knowingly, his tone as relaxed as if he were commenting on the weather.
Na'er and Xu Xiaoyan couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this.
Xu Xiaoyan blinked playfully, "Now this will be a good show."
..."Elder Wu, this isn't right. We've been walking for so long, why does it feel like we're still going in circles?"
Hei Yi (Black One) frowned, cautiously looking around. The surrounding scenery seemed to change, yet there was a strange sense of familiarity.
Wu Yong's expression also grew solemn upon hearing this.
He released his mental force to sense his surroundings, and indeed found abnormal spatial distortions. "Tang Sect Disciples, heed my command! All prepare for battle!"
The Tang Sect Disciples immediately sprang into action, each with a grave expression.
On the other side, the Spirit Transfer Pagoda members also protected Qiangu Zhangting in the center.
"Protect Young Master Qiangu's safety!" a Spirit Master shouted, his spirit power continuously surging.
Just then, above the Dragon Valley, countless Dragon souls circled and roamed, their cold Dragon eyes watching these uninvited guests, and a suffocating pressure permeated the air.
"So many Dragon souls?" Wu Yong's face changed drastically at the sight.
He clearly remembered that when he had entered the Dragon Valley before, the Dragon souls were far from being so dense and active.
Qiangu Zhangting, however, was unfazed, and said proudly, "Elder Wu, they are merely remnant souls, what is there to fear!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding Dragon souls suddenly let out deafening Dragon roars, the entire space of the Dragon Valley began to violently distort, and the ground trembled slightly.
"Ang!" Wu Yong no longer hesitated, raising the ebony staff in his hand.
His previously hunched body suddenly straightened, and in an instant, he seemed to transform into a waking giant Dragon.
Nine spirit rings flashed with light, and his body began to rapidly expand.
A pair of huge wings spread out behind him, shimmering with blue-violet electrical arcs, and in a blink of an eye, he transformed into a giant Dragon over fifteen meters long.
"Oh? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon," Qiangu Zhangting said with a raised eyebrow, a hint of scrutiny in his tone.
"Ang!" Another even louder Dragon roar burst from Wu Yong's mouth, the sound waves echoing through the valley, intertwining with the wails of thousands of Dragon souls.
"Attack," Qiangu Zhangting said coldly, a flash of light in her hand, and a long staff, intricately carved with Dragon patterns and exuding an ancient, vigorous aura, suddenly appeared.
The staff body trembled slightly, accompanied by a low Dragon roar, as if a Dragon soul was awakening.
The Spirit Transfer Pagoda Spirit Masters unleashed their Spirit Abilities, various colored lights shining in the valley.
The Tang Sect Disciples, on the other hand, activated their Hidden Weapons, countless cold glints tearing through the air, clashing with the Dragon souls.
In the depths of the Dragon Valley, Gu Yue revealed a cool, faint smile.
The dragon god core in her hand glowed brighter and brighter, and the entire Dragon Valley Small World was under her control.
Fang Yang said, "Oh, isn't that our old acquaintance, Young Master Qiangu?"
A light screen appeared before them, condensed from the Dragon Valley's authority, reflecting the situation within the Dragon Valley.
Wu Yong, in his Incarnation as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, charged left and right through the swarm of Dragon souls, each claw swipe carrying the force of thunder, tearing apart the approaching Dragon souls.
However, more Dragon souls surged forward, one after another, seemingly endless.
Qiangu Zhangting wielded the Evil-Slaying Staff technique, and wherever the staff wind passed, the Dragon souls scattered.
Her expression, however, grew increasingly solemn, having already realized the unfavorable situation.
"Elder Wu, this isn't working!" Hei Yi (Black One) shouted loudly, "These Dragon souls are endless!"
Wu Yong swatted away several Dragon souls with a claw, and said in a deep voice, "We retreat!"
Gu Yue watched the battle on the light screen, her fingertips gently tapping the dragon god core: "It's time to let them see what true Dragon souls are."
As soon as she finished speaking, the entire Dragon Valley suddenly vibrated violently.
Seven colossal phantoms slowly condensed in the sky—they were the Dragon souls of the Seven Great Dragon Kings.
The Mountain Dragon King let out a long roar to the sky, and heavy earth elements condensed in the valley; the Golden Saint Dragon King spread its wings, and golden light illuminated the sky.
The Wind Dragon King stirred up a violent hurricane with a flap of its wings.
The Dark Dragon King opened its massive mouth, and terrifying darkness swept across the World. The Light Dragon King soared high, and holy light illuminated the sky.
The Space Dragon King tore through the Void Realm, and spatial rifts appeared faintly.
The Time Dragon King controlled the temporal order, causing the flow of time in the entire area to become chaotic.
As the Seven Great Dragon Kings attacked simultaneously, the entire Dragon Valley instantly transformed into an elemental purgatory!
"This, this is…" Wu Yong's face was pale; he had never seen such a terrifying sight. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's true body even began to tremble slightly under the pressure of the Seven Great Dragon Kings.
Qiangu Zhangting finally shed her arrogance, a look of fear appearing in her eyes for the first time: "How is this possible! How can the Dragon Valley possess such power!"
"No—" In a tragic scream, Hei Yi (Black One) was swallowed by a spatial rift, instantly turning to dust.
Other Spirit Masters also fell one after another in the Dragon's breath, without even having time to scream.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon that Wu Yong had transformed into shattered with a single blow, and blood stained the land of the Dragon Valley.
"Let's go!" Qiangu Zhangting gritted her teeth and shouted, taking out a dusty iron牌 (plate/token).
She fiercely injected her spirit power into it, and the iron牌 (plate/token) instantly expanded, transforming into a strange gray-black snake.
The gray-black snake carried the remaining members of the Spirit Transfer Pagoda, tearing through space and departing.
Gu Yue quietly watched all of this, without stopping them.
There was no ripple in her eyes; these intruders were merely ants disturbing the Dragon Clan's slumber.
Fang Yang whispered, "It seems Young Master Qiangu has escaped."
Na'er and Xu Xiaoyan quietly watched the light screen.
When the Dragon's breath subsided, the phantoms of the Seven Great Dragon souls slowly dissipated, and the Dragon Valley returned to silence.
Gu Yue put away the dragon god core, and the nine-colored halo gradually faded: "The Dragon Clan's burial ground must not be desecrated."
Her voice was very soft, yet it carried an undeniable majesty.
In the depths of the Dragon Valley, a breeze swept through, carrying a faint scent of blood, and also the majesty of the Dragon Clan, lingering in this Small World for a long time.
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