Guided by the old man, Gu Ao sat down at the center of the teleportation array.

Gu Ao went to great lengths to join the Knights' Temple in search of a mount, not for the Knights' Holy Mountain, but for the teleportation array that could attract monsters from other dimensions.

The ability to find a suitable magical beast is almost a conceptual level. While children of the elements are rare, there are certainly beings in countless worlds and planes that are compatible with them.

That's right, Gu Ao came to intercept Long Haochen!

He might be a better fit with Austin Griffin, since they both possess multiple attributes.

Even if it's not Austin Griffin, any magical beast that's "suitable" for him, the Son of the Elements, will definitely be strong!

However, Gu Ao forgot, or perhaps his memory had not yet recovered to that extent: there was another key factor that enabled Long Haochen to summon Haoyue, which was that he was facing a life-or-death crisis at the time, and he would cling to whatever he encountered as a lifeline.

Gu Ao only skimmed the book, and some details were difficult for him to recall with his current mental strength.

Furthermore, it remains to be seen whether the Child of Elements can perform a blood transfusion for Austin Griffin like the Child of Light did.

However, at this moment, Gu Ao had no time to think about it anymore.

The teleportation array was activated, and the ancient Elven script was ignited by an invisible force. Thousands of golden light patterns soared and spun in the air, converging into a golden tornado that condensed into a golden circular vortex on the dome. A golden beam of light poured down from the center of the vortex, enveloping the ancient ancient civilization in the very center of the array.

Gu Ao felt a jolt in his body, followed by an unprecedentedly strong impact that pierced through his body from top to bottom, and also through the same-origin spirit furnace located in his chest.

"Hurry, the selection process has begun. You only have half an hour!"

Gu Ao could hear the old man's words but did not respond, because he was immersed in a strange feeling.

The moment the golden beam of light fell, Gu Ao felt as if his soul had left his body and entered a strange world.

It was a world filled with billions of points of light, which converged into clouds of light that drifted around it. Each cloud of light represented a plane, and the points of light were the auras emanating from the magical beasts within those planes.

Gu Ao's concealment of other elemental spiritual powers was no longer perfect; under the golden light, six-colored radiance seemed to flow slowly.

However, compared to that golden pillar of light, the golden light on Gu Ao's body was far too insignificant, not to mention the six-colored radiance beneath it, which the old man did not notice at all.

At this critical juncture, Gu Ao no longer cared about concealing himself. The speed at which the Primordial Spirit Furnace operated exceeded that of any previous moment. Strands of primordial spiritual power swept across the clouds of light with his will, not lingering, but flashing by, trying to see if there were any points of light that could resonate with him.

Gu Ao was already very quick, and his selection method was also very clever, but unfortunately, there were simply too many worlds here. Even with this kind of rapid, cursory browsing, the worlds he could see were still just a drop in the ocean.

Inside the cave, the old man observed the ancient mystery.

The selection time is only half an hour because this is the limit of what Gu'ao can bear.

Half an hour had passed, but the golden light on Gu Ao's body had not completely faded. His face was pale, but he was still gritting his teeth and persevering.

A hint of admiration appeared in the old man's eyes. Although there was no consumption of spiritual energy in the magic array, the pressure on the body was enormous. Once it could not be withstood, it would automatically leave the magic array. Only a strong willpower could sustain it and allow it to stay a little longer.

Is Gu Ao's will strong? Even he himself doesn't know, but after this experience, he might be able to give himself an answer.

Suddenly, Gu Ao's body trembled slightly uncontrollably, as if he had collapsed after holding on to his limit for a long time. His consciousness was pulled away in an instant, and he fell softly backward like a kite with a broken string.

The old man standing quietly to the side couldn't help but sigh softly. He quickly stepped forward and reached out to support Gu Ao's back in time, preventing the young man from actually falling to the ground.

A few minutes passed quietly, and Gu Ao's consciousness gradually returned from its hazy state. He heard the old man's words, filled with regret and sorrow.

"My child, you don't need to take it too seriously. Throughout history, there have been many knights who became legendary figures without powerful mounts. Mounts are important to knights, but they don't represent everything. Even if you don't find a suitable mount on the Holy Mountain, you can continue searching in the future. If one day you become a Divine Knight, then even taming a dragon is not impossible."

Gu Ao composed himself, then stood up and bowed to the old man, saying, "Thank you for your guidance. I'm fine now."

"Now that it's over, I'll take my leave and prepare to descend the mountain."

"well……"

In the old man's view, with such talent as Gu'ao, he must have had a smooth journey so far, but he encountered an unexpected setback at the most crucial turning point in his knightly career. His calmness at this moment is probably just a pretense of strength.

"Don't keep this to yourself for too long. With your talent, even without a mount, you've already surpassed the vast majority of people in this world."

Gu Ao turned and walked down the mountain. His steps were unhurried, steady and deliberate as he descended the mountain path. Behind him, the old man stood quietly, watching the straight but somewhat lonely figure gradually disappear into the vast mountain landscape.

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Meanwhile, in a distant, unknown dimension.

This is a small world, filled with rich and vibrant elements: water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness, and space. These seven elements intertwine and flow harmoniously, forming the balance and stability of the world.

In this small world shrouded in elemental mist, brilliant and pure silver light spills across the sky, and at the core of the light, a colossal silver dragon is fast asleep.

The silver dragon's body is covered with closely arranged hexagonal, shimmering silver scales, each scale resembling the most exquisite gemstone, reflecting a mesmerizing and ever-changing brilliance under the surrounding elemental aura.

Its overall shape presents a natural streamlined form, exuding an indescribable elegant and noble temperament. However, a hideous and deep wound on its abdomen ruthlessly destroys this near-perfect beauty.

Deep within the wound, wisps of ominous crimson light continuously emanated, while the radiance of seven-colored elements and vibrant green were injected into the wound, preventing the crimson light from spreading and proliferating.

Suddenly, the silver dragon slowly opened its closed eyes, a strange light flashed across them, and its gaze seemed to pierce through layers of spatial barriers, looking towards a distant place.

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