Douluo Continent: It Became Huo Yuhao's Golden Finger!

Chapter 253 The Power of the Asura Demon Sword, First Encounter with the Mountain Dragon King!

"Roar!"

A deep roar resounded, and a figure emerged from the woods, rushing straight toward the three.

It was an earth dragon that resembled a lizard, and it was transparent iron-gray in color. It was a dragon soul unique to Dragon Valley, and its energy level was lower than that of Dragon Cloud. After killing it, one could absorb it to temper one's body.

Wang Dong'er, who was the weakest of the three, stepped forward on her own initiative, took out her upgraded Fire Joy, and slammed it onto the faucet.

It let out a mournful cry, its energy body shattered, and it transformed into streams of light that shot into Wang Dong'er's body.

"Tch, it's not even as effective as Long Yun's," Wang Dong'er complained.

"Dragon Valley is restricted to those below the fifth-ring Soul King level. It's good enough that your words have any effect, but mine have had absolutely no effect," Huo Yuhao shrugged.

Zhuge Qiu'er remained silent, only nodding.

As the three ventured deeper into the land, the dragon clouds along the way continuously nourished them, causing the number of dragon souls to rise rapidly, and even more powerful true dragon souls to appear.

But for the three whose abilities far exceeded expectations, they were simply there to be delivered to the enemy.

They arrived at the Dragon Tomb mentioned by the Silver Dragon King without any trouble.

Zhuge Qiu'er and Wang Dong'er both gasped softly and looked at each other.

"You sensed it too?" Wang Dong'er asked.

“Yes, a feeling is calling to me,” Zhuge Qiu’er said.

The two women looked at Huo Yuhao, who shrugged.

"I sensed it as soon as I came in, otherwise I wouldn't have kept walking this way."

The two women: "."

Under the powerful detection of mental energy, they went deeper and deeper. The number of dragon souls decreased, but they were all true dragon souls.

Until we came to the side of a valley, where a large area collapsed inward to form a basin. As far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight; it was all shrouded in a heavy twilight mist.

But in that valley, which is thousands of meters deep, countless enormous bones covered every corner.

Huo Yuhao felt an indescribable sadness well up in his heart.

There was an urge to roar, but it was forcibly suppressed by powerful mental strength.

"Roar--"

"hold head high--"

Wang Dong'er and Zhuge Qiu'er roared out, their voices echoing throughout the entire valley basin.

A low, mournful dragon roar echoed from within Dragon Valley.

The dragon's roar lasted for several minutes before the two women were able to release their pent-up emotions.

"Phew!" Wang Dong'er let out a long breath: "I don't know why, but I just feel inexplicably uncomfortable, like..."

“A loved one has passed away,” Zhuge Qiu’er replied.

"Alright, let's go down and take a look," Huo Yuhao said.

He held Wang Dong'er's slender waist, then used his mental power to drag Zhuge Qiu'er's shoes down slowly through the thick fog, only to discover that this was also Long Yun.

After absorbing and refining its energy, it descended tens of thousands of meters before finally reaching the bottom and setting its feet on solid ground.

A desolate atmosphere wafted from all directions, as if trying to freeze one's mind.

Huo Yuhao closed his eyes and seemed to hear the mournful cries of countless dragons.

He opened his eyes again and looked around.

The massive dragon skeletons range in height from tens of meters to hundreds of meters.

Although they have turned into skeletons, they still radiate energy fluctuations, like a lurking behemoth. It is hard to imagine how powerful they must have been in life.

It must be at least 10 years old.

Um.
Does he seem a bit lacking in ability now?

Looking around, there were at least a thousand corpses lying exposed in the wilderness, without even a single grave. No wonder it was so desolate.

Huo Yuhao slowly walked to the nearest dragon skeleton and raised his hand to touch it.

A desolate atmosphere instantly infected his emotions, as if he could hear the dragon's mournful cry before its death.

Faint patterns appeared on the dragon bone, and terrifying energy fluctuations lingered in the air.

Wang Dong'er and Zhuge Qiu'er followed suit, and soon their eyes began to involuntarily tear up.

“I think I understand why the Silver Dragon King took the initiative to inform us,” Tianmeng suddenly said. “Let us experience the tragedy of the dragon race and see if it can arouse our compassion and make us more concerned about resurrecting the Dragon God.”

A single sentence shattered the somber atmosphere.

Huo Yuhao said irritably, "Brother Tianmeng, don't always think the worst. Did His Majesty the Silver Dragon King give the wrong opportunity?"

"Then tell me, Zhuge and Elder Yi, am I wrong?" Tianmeng retorted.

"Who knows?" Zhuge Lan said indifferently, "Anyway, once we've swallowed the sugar coating, we can decide whether to reuse the cannonball or throw it back."

Huo Yuhao nodded knowingly.

Perhaps not disturbing Wang Dong'er and Zhuge Qiu'er is an opportunity for them.

He walked in alone.

Wherever it passed, its spiritual power raged, excavating the earth beneath the dragon bones and allowing these corpses, which had been lying exposed in the wilderness for countless millennia, to finally be laid to rest.

Hidden Quest - Thousand Days of Dragon Burial.

However, Huo Yuhao's mental power is extremely convenient, so he doesn't need that much time.

The deeper one goes into the dragon's bones, the larger the volume becomes, like small hills, with faint dragon roars in one's ears, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking.

The spiritual force was subtly dragged into an ancient battlefield, where dragons fell one by one and powerful enemies charged in from all sides.

This once powerful race, which ruled the entire continent, gradually declined amidst those great battles.

Huo Yuhao guessed that this must be the great battle in which the Dragon God fell.

while walking.

Huo Yuhao finally spotted one of his targets: a massive dragon skeleton a kilometer away. The skeleton was brownish-brown and exuded an unparalleled sense of weight. Its body was extremely robust, and its limbs were like pillars supporting the sky.

The scene was extremely similar to the two dragon king corpses that Huo Yuhao saw at the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Mountain Dragon King!
Feeling the energy fluctuations emanating from the Mountain Dragon King's massive body, which were far more intense than those of the other dragon bones, one could sense unparalleled anger and resentment.

Closer.

In the center of the Dragon King's massive skeleton was a huge sword mark, running from head to tail.

“It was the Asura Demon Sword,” Zhuge Lan said. “It must have been done by the previous Asura God King.”

"No wonder," Huo Yuhao murmured. "This Mountain Dragon King sounds like he's good at defense. Could it be another sneak attack?"

After all, the Ice God was killed by the Asura God King in a sneak attack, so he has a prior record.

"Let's leave the mountain dragon king's corpse here for now and continue on our way," Zhuge Lan said.

Huo Yuhao nodded, walked around the Mountain Dragon King's skeleton, and revealed a huge pit with a diameter of over 10,000 meters.

The voice that had been calling him amplified instantly.

It goes without saying that the source is down below.

The valley is a thousand meters deep, and inside there seems to be a huge shimmering light and shadow, which is a seven-colored mist, making it impossible to see what is inside.

Huo Yuhao tried to probe into it with his mental power, but was blocked by a force.

There is definitely treasure there.

"This should be the dragon cemetery."

(End of this chapter)