Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

To the west of the Sun and Moon Continent, not far from the coastline, lies a massive Hengduan Mountain Range. This area is teeming with spirit beasts, especially dragon-type spirit beasts. Countless people have explored the Hengduan Mountain Range countless times, yet they have never been able to discover anything unusual about it. However, for some unknown reason, there are many mutated dragon-type spirit beasts here, and even many spirit beasts are evolving towards dragon-like forms.

Even so, no one ever noticed anything unusual. Yang Ping'an walked alone in the Hengduan Mountains, exerting his mental power to the extreme, but still found nothing amiss.

According to the map provided by Di Tian, ​​this area should be the location of Dragon Valley, one of the three great treasures of Douluo Continent, also known as Dragon Tomb, the burial place of the dragon race in ancient times.

Normally, Dragon Valley is an independent small world that exists in the spatial rift of Douluo Star. Theoretically, humans cannot find it. Only Di Tian, ​​with the special abilities of the Dragon Clan or the Silver Dragon King, could possibly find it.

Ten thousand years later, after a collision between continents, the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent were linked together. Dragon Valley only gradually appeared after countless years, but unfortunately, ordinary people could only enter the outer perimeter.

According to Yang Ping'an's estimation, the reason why there are so many dragon-type soul beasts in the Hengduan Mountains is probably due to a trace of dragon energy leaking out of Dragon Valley.

Yang Ping'an summoned the Golden Dragon and had it carefully search for the source of the dragon energy in the space. Finally, at a height of two thousand meters in the sky, it discovered an anomaly. It seemed that there was a slight fluctuation in the space, and occasionally a trace of dragon energy would be revealed, but the aura was so faint that humans could not detect it at all. Only the Golden Dragon, as a top-level dragon, could detect it.

However, this gap is extremely small, merely a tiny crack in space. Ordinary people cannot detect it, nor can they enter through it. Moreover, unless one is a Limit Douluo, it is impossible to search for this tiny gap at an altitude of over two thousand meters.

Yang Ping'an had only asked Di Tian a casual question, and had never thought of finding Dragon Valley, let alone searching for the treasures within it.

But unexpectedly, this time killing the Evil Emperor yielded such an excellent head soul bone skill, which increased the chances by a tiny bit.

Yang Ping'an stared intently at that sliver of spatial rift, his head flashing abnormally, as if all his soul power was being poured into his head, finally emitting a blue light about ten feet long. Under the light, it seemed that time and space began to compress and break down, and even the sky and earth changed color.

This was Yang Ping'an's newly acquired head soul bone skill: Light of Time and Space, the light rapidly pouring into the spatial rift.

As light poured into the spatial rift, the entire world began to tremble. The rift seemed to grow larger and larger, eventually forming a hole about two feet in diameter, but the hole seemed to be shrinking at any moment.

A dragon's aura seemed to emanate from the hollow, and the golden dragon seemed to yearn for it, even beginning to devour the escaping dragon's aura.

As the saying goes, danger and opportunity coexist. Yang Ping'an hesitated only slightly before transforming into a black light and entering the void. As Yang Ping'an entered and the light of spacetime disappeared, the spatial rift seemed to shrink at an extremely fast speed, eventually disappearing without a trace.

Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, in a mysterious space, Di Tian sensed a change in the environment: "My lord, how is this possible? Yang Ping'an has actually entered Dragon Valley?"

"But the gap in Dragon Valley is too small; humans simply cannot enter, let alone discover it. How did Yang Ping'an get in?"

The silver dragon remained silent for a while before speaking: "It seems we all underestimated Yang Ping'an. He should have already reached level ninety-nine, and he has also had other opportunities recently, otherwise he wouldn't be able to enter Dragon Valley with his strength."

Di Tian hurriedly spoke up: "My lord, what should we do? We can't let Yang Ping'an take away the treasures in Dragon Valley. Those are the most precious treasures of our Dragon Clan."

The silver dragon spoke calmly: "Di Tian, ​​your worries are a bit unnecessary. Entering Dragon Valley is extremely difficult, and getting out is even more difficult. It is the graveyard of my dragon clan, and it is also guarded by the soul of the Dragon God. Humans will be restricted there."

Di Tian pondered for a moment: "My lord, Yang Ping'an's martial soul is special. Could there be other possibilities?"

The silver dragon said, "If Yang Ping'an can really come out from inside, then it means that he is a destined person of my dragon clan, and it may be related to the revival of my dragon clan and the soul beast clan."

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At this moment, Yang Ping'an was walking alone in a small, independent world. Perhaps due to the special restrictions of the entire Dragon Valley, his physical spirit, golden dragon spirit, and death scythe were all suppressed. However, the golden dragon seemed to be having some strange thoughts on its own, and it seemed that it could sense what the golden dragon was thinking.

Yang Ping'an even felt that there was a repulsive force in the space. If it weren't for his Golden Dragon Martial Soul, he would probably have been squeezed out of this small world long ago, or even crushed into dust.

This world looks extraordinary, filled with the rich aura of dragons. If ordinary people were to cultivate here, their cultivation speed would likely increase exponentially. This place is definitely a holy land for low-level soul masters.

This place is filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs, which are obviously formed by the rich dragon energy in this world and the growth over countless years. Unfortunately, there are no immortal herbs, only some healing spiritual herbs, which are far less abundant than the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

The sky is filled with colorful clouds that appear to possess pure elemental power, making them an excellent tonic for ordinary people.

Occasionally, one or two dragon souls will be destroyed, and sometimes some dragon-shaped energy phantoms will appear, seemingly representing the dragons' unwillingness before death, and also containing the purest dragon power.

With Yang Ping'an's current strength, neither spiritual herbs, dragon clouds, nor even dragon souls are of much use to him anymore.

The exact age of these dragon bones that transformed into soul bones is uncertain, but it's clear that none of them are suitable for his torso. Yang Ping'an has extremely high requirements for this last soul bone; ordinary dragon bones are completely useless, especially now that he doesn't have the approval of the Reaper's Scythe, he dares not absorb it casually.

He spent several days traveling in the small world, encountering many dragon souls that attacked him, and even absorbing a lot of dragon clouds and dragon souls, but unfortunately he did not find what he really wanted.

Each time the dragon soul enters the body, the golden dragon inside seems unusually excited, as if it were a great tonic, even more so than when eating delicious food.

That day, Yang Ping'an arrived at the side peak of a valley. The valley was completely collapsed inward, and it was more like a basin than a valley.

Yang Ping'an was also amazed by the scene in the valley. It was an extremely exaggerated scene. Looking down, the valley below seemed to have no end. In the valley that was thousands of meters deep, countless huge bones covered every corner of the valley.

Yang Ping'an clearly felt that the scene was extremely solemn, like a huge graveyard. All the dragon bones seemed to show their former strength and tragedy, as well as the sorrow of the dragon race.

In particular, the sound of dragon roars seemed to emanate from the space, like weeping and lamenting, as if composing the tragic history of the dragon race.

Even though Yang Ping'an had experienced so much, so much love and hate, he seemed to be affected by the surrounding situation at this moment, and a hint of tears welled up in his eyes.

The golden dragon within Yang Ping'an's body also emitted low growls, seemingly trying to break free from its restraints, as if expressing the dragon race's unwillingness to accept its fate.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ping'an leaped into the air and, without using his soul power, quickly arrived in the valley thanks to his powerful physique.

Only after entering the valley can one truly understand its tragic grandeur and the true power of the dragon race. This place is filled with the remains of true dragons. It should be noted that true dragons can no longer be found on the entire Douluo Continent. Even the Emperor Azure Bull Python of the Star Dou Great Forest only possesses a trace of dragon blood. This demonstrates the power of the dragon bloodline.

The dragon skeletons here range in size from tens of meters to hundreds of meters. Even though they have been dead for countless years, they still seem to exude a dragon's might.

Yang Ping'an slowly made his way through the Dragon Tomb, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally found his destination: a gigantic dragon skeleton that stretched for thousands of meters, the largest corpse in the entire Dragon Tomb.

This skeleton was over a thousand meters tall, its overall color a deep brown, unlike any other dragon skeleton. Its unparalleled weight caused the ground within a radius of several thousand meters around it to feel significantly heavier than elsewhere. It had no wings, and its body was extremely robust, especially its limbs, which were as thick as pillars supporting the sky.

After countless transformations, Yang Ping'an's bloodline has acquired some of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline. Moreover, after absorbing multiple earth-attribute soul rings, his comprehension of the earth attribute is extremely strong. The skeleton in front of him is somewhat similar to his soul power, so it should be the corpse of the legendary Mountain Dragon King, who is also the most powerful and unique among all the dragon kings.

In particular, there is a huge hollow behind the Mountain Dragon King, which seems to emit a seven-colored light, showing its extraordinary nature.

As Yang Ping'an went deeper, he felt the pressure from the entire small world increasing, to the point that even with his Limit Douluo strength, he was finding it hard to breathe.

But it was precisely because of this that Yang Ping'an's bloodline seemed to begin to boil, especially the Golden Dragon, which seemed to yearn for it.

Finally, Yang Ping'an stepped across the seven-colored light and arrived at the hollow behind the Mountain Dragon King's corpse. Inside was a huge dragon soul, which was thousands of meters long and even many times larger than the Mountain Dragon King.

Yang Ping'an sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and focused on sensing the changes in the Dragon Tomb and the earth. All his blood seemed to boil.

In particular, the golden dragon within Yang Ping'an's body seemed to have broken free from the limitations of this world at this moment, flying out of his body and forming a giant golden dragon that roared at the seven-colored dragon soul, as if also expressing its inner resentment.

The golden dragon was only 300 meters long, much smaller than the seven-colored dragon soul, but there seemed to be some kind of connection between the two, like family, and there was even a faint tendency for them to merge.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ping'an's body seemed to be enveloped in golden light, and he seemed to have entered an extremely mysterious state, somewhat like he himself had entered a dragon egg, similar to the state of the golden dragon before it was fully formed.

In this state, Yang Ping'an seemed to witness the entire process of a giant dragon from hatching to growth to becoming stronger to adulthood and finally to its demise. He saw countless dragons fighting, and even a seven-colored divine dragon coiled in the sky, roaring to the heavens.

Especially as the scenes before my eyes changed one after another, my entire body seemed to be transformed within this golden light, as if I were a dragon.