"Dragon Bones..."
Tang Luochuan couldn't help but inhale sharply at the sight before him, his heart overwhelmed with awe.
Before his eyes lay countless dragon bones, their majestic energy palpable. Though most had long lost their luster, some still shimmered brilliantly—undeniable proof of the immense power they still held.
On the Douluo Continent, these would be called Soul Bones.
It was no exaggeration to say that any single one of these would far surpass all Soul Bones that had ever appeared on the Douluo Continent. After all...
The owners of these remains had once been beings of at least god-level strength. And those that still glowed—
"Those most radiant must belong only to the pinnacle of dragonkind," Tang Luochuan mused, lifting his gaze slightly to the massive Dragon Souls hovering above. Many still retained draconic forms, a clear mark of their former might.
Among them, one particularly enormous Dragon Soul seemed to resonate with a skeleton in his line of sight—likely the original form of that very remains.
"That is..."
Then, deep within the sea of bones, something seemed to call out to him—an intense will, coupled with an inexplicable familiarity he could feel in his bones.
"Dragon Wings."
Golden Dragon wings unfurled from Tang Luochuan's back, lifting him into the air as he soared toward the heart of the skeletal expanse.
There, at the very center, lay seven colossal dragon remains.
Seven.
Though they had perished countless ages ago, the sheer presence emanating from each skeleton remained overwhelming.
"These are..."
"Seven of the Nine Great Dragon Kings?"
A flicker of shock crossed Tang Luochuan's face as he instantly recognized their identities. Clearly, only the Nine Great Dragon Kings could retain such terrifying majesty even after tens of thousands of years.
The absence of two was easily explained—the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings still slumbered beneath the Icefire Yin Yang Well.
Soon, his gaze settled on the leader among the seven, the very one who had drawn him here...
And the largest of them all. Though Tang Luochuan sensed its gentle goodwill, he knew all too well...
Even someone as powerful as En Ci would be annihilated in an instant before such a being.
"My Lord."
"You have come."
From the skeletal remains of the great dragon, a golden light erupted, coalescing into a draconic figure that materialized before Tang Luochuan. Its voice was deep, yet reverent.
Behind it, the other six skeletons also manifested as spectral dragons, each bowing in deference.
"Mountain Dragon King."
"It was you who summoned me."
Tang Luochuan's eyes lingered on the skeletal remains before nodding slightly.
With the mightiest physique and the undisputed leadership among the Nine Great Dragon Kings, there could be no other—this was the Mountain Dragon King, the foremost of them all.
It just hadn't occurred to him that they would summon him here. But upon recalling the bloodline within him, he quickly understood.
It seemed... there was nothing to be surprised about.
"Master, indeed."
The Mountain Dragon King nodded, his dim eyes flickering with an unusual emotion as he gazed at Tang Luochuan—a look of hope.
And this very look was now brimming in the eyes of every Dragon King present, especially when Tang Luochuan uttered the Mountain Dragon King's name—reaching its peak at that moment.
Even if this man was not their former master, he was close enough!
Back then, even if their master had broken through this battlefield, every fallen Dragon King had foreseen the outcome of that great war.
Under such circumstances, even if he was their divine progenitor, he could not have held out for long. Defeat was inevitable...
Yet, after all this time, they had clung to a sliver of fantasy. Even reduced to mere remnants of their will, they still longed to see his return. And now... they had.
Within the Dragon God existed two vastly different yet harmoniously intertwined forces—the bloodlines of the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King. Though the bloodline of the man before them was incomplete...
Even if only the Golden Dragon King's lineage had endured, it was enough to fill them with joy.
"Though we seven are but remnants of our souls, we still possess formidable power. Ever since that human connected to this space and brought you and the bearer of the Golden Dragon bloodline here..."
"We sensed your presence, Master."
The Mountain Dragon King explained respectfully.
"So that's how it was."
"Might I ask why you summoned me?"
Tang Luochuan responded softly, a trace of curiosity flashing across his face as he smiled and inquired.
What could the seven Dragon Kings want from him?
"We have no other purpose. We merely wished for you to know that within the Dragon Valley..."
"There are still little ones who can communicate with you."
The Mountain Dragon King shook his head repeatedly before turning his gaze to the small dragon shadows beside him, speaking with reverence.
Even if their strength was but a fraction of what it once was, even if they could only manifest as Dragon Souls, unable to summon their true forms—there was no denying...
They were still willing to do whatever they could for the man before them, even if the opportunity might never arise.
At this moment, the other six dragons nodded solemnly, their small stature lending them an almost endearing appearance.
"Little ones..."
Tang Luochuan visibly paused.
Perhaps these dragon shadows were indeed small in size, but calling them "little ones"... His gaze silently drifted to the enormous dragon shadow looming behind them, and he smiled without a word.
That was... quite the understatement!
"This pocket dimension is closely linked to me. I will certainly communicate with you all frequently in the future."
A smile lingered on Tang Luochuan's face. With control over this pocket dimension, he had essentially gained an entire independent world—something he had never even imagined before.
Given time, this place might very well become a Dragon Realm, akin to the Divine Realm, belonging solely to the dragon race. Of course, that would require him to attain the pinnacle of strength first.
"And also..."
"Master, please come this way."
At this moment, the Mountain Dragon King suddenly spoke, gesturing for him to follow.
"Hmm?"
Tang Luochuan nodded. When he followed the other party to the location, a crystal filled with colorful light hovered in place before him.
"This is..."
A trace of surprise appeared on Tang Luochuan's face.
Stepping forward to grasp this peculiar crystal in his hand, he only felt an intense surge of energy...
"System, what is this?"
Tang Luochuan asked curiously.
[Congratulations, host, for obtaining "Dragon God's Blessing"]
[Dragon God's Blessing, Super Artifact]
[Formed from the tears of the Dragon God and the combined energy of countless dragon clans. When worn, the owner's spiritual power will be greatly enhanced, while also being immune to any spiritual damage.]
[Any damage dealt by those with bloodline quality below yours will be weakened to an epic degree.]
"Dragon God's Blessing?"
"Super Artifact?"
Reading this description, Tang Luochuan was momentarily stunned. The name might indeed sound a bit absurd, but the classification as a Super Artifact clearly shocked him.
Its value was simply too high. Most importantly, the essence of this object was enhanced Dragon God's tears...
"Dragon God's tears."
"Are they all this powerful?"
Tang Luochuan couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Perhaps this was also because the Dragon God was almost never likely to shed tears.
But there was no denying that its value was truly immense. Even at its most basic, it was merely an enhanced version of an invincible golden body for spiritual power, usable indefinitely.
But...
Its name, Dragon God's Blessing, spoke volumes about its worth. Its greatest value lay in that almost ethereal blessing.
"By the way."
"What level of strength can you all currently display?"
At this moment, Tang Luochuan suddenly thought of something, his eyes filled with contemplation as he couldn't resist asking.
He was genuinely curious. After such a long time, what kind of strength could the Seven Dragon Kings, now merely Dragon Souls, still possess? But he thought...
They should at least be stronger than En Ci.
"Well..."
Hearing this, the Mountain Dragon King hesitated.
Behind him, the Light Dragon King, Dark Dragon King, and the other Dragon Kings all fell silent, mumbling incoherently, unwilling to speak.
"My Lord, our current strength is less than a tenth of what it once was. In truth, we don't possess much combat power now..."
In the end, it was the Mountain Dragon King at the forefront who lowered his head in shame and stammered out the words.
"It's fine."
"After all, what remains of you are just Dragon Souls. Speak boldly. No matter how weak, you must still be stronger than that old human who sent me in, right?"
Tang Luochuan shook his head with a smile and spoke.
"..."
Yet, upon hearing his words, the dragons grew even more silent. He could tell that the Seven Dragon Kings had lowered their heads even further.
"Don't tell me their strength doesn't even reach the level of a Demigod?"
A trace of astonishment crossed Tang Luochuan's face as he couldn't help but ponder. Could it be that they had been dead for so long that they retained not even a shred of their former power?
"We have embarrassed you, my Lord."
"Our current strength is only about ten times stronger than that weak human..."
The Mountain Dragon King looked toward Tang Luochuan with self-reproach.
That human was someone even the Lord considered weak...
Yet their cultivation was only nine times higher than his. How could they not feel ashamed?
"Ten..."
"Ten times?"
Hearing this, Tang Luochuan froze for
a moment.
Ten times? But someone like En Ci was already the strongest on the Star Luo Continent!
No, wait...
Since when had a powerhouse of En Ci's caliber been reduced to a mere unit of measurement?!
"Not bad."
"Pretty good."
Tang Luochuan took a deep breath, glanced at the crowd before him, and finally spoke slowly.
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