Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

Two enormous doors were embedded in front of the Dragon Palace, their material resembling a fusion of jade and bone, gleaming with a translucent, bluish-white cold light.

The layers upon layers on the door are not carvings, but real dragon scales.

Each piece is the size of a shield, with a faint blue hue around its edges.

The scales on the lintel parted to reveal a jade disc with two seal characters engraved on it: Dragon Palace.

These dragon scales were forcibly plucked from the bodies of dragon creatures in Baidi City by Shen Jue.

The dragon creatures cried out in pain, sounding like Tom from Tom and Jerry.

But when Shen Jue gave each of the dragon creatures whose scales had been plucked a drop of his blood...

These dragon creatures were overjoyed, wishing Shen Jue would pluck more dragon scales from them.

Because once these dragon creatures incorporate Shen Jue's terrifying blood into their own bodies...

Not only will the purity of the dragon bloodline increase dramatically, but the dragon race's powerful physique and the power of its words will also be greatly enhanced.

The moment the metal submersible spotted the underwater palace, all electronic equipment malfunctioned, and communications were drowned out by a piercing noise.

A few seconds later, everything returned to normal.

However, they were unable to contact the outside world.

The group found themselves in another space.

At the top of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river, a layer of alchemical array flowing with pale blue light supported the entire body of water.

The river water rippled across the barrier, and the phosphorescent light and fish shadows in the depths of the river cast fleeting silhouettes.

The city beneath Shen Jue and the others' feet was built of crystal, black coral, and metal.

It features a three-dimensional network of walkways, a suspended water balloon elevator, and winding, twisting pavilions.

Its design completely disregards human geometry.

It appears to have been built for some enormous object.

At the very center of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river, a colossal palace stands between twelve giant pillars.

The dome is a single piece of crystal with a diameter of 200 meters, and the alchemical array wrapped around the pillars still glows faintly.

The alchemical core beneath the dome was riddled with cracks, and a dark red light pulsed like a heartbeat.

The submersible carrying Shen Jue and the others continued to descend, exploring the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river.

"What a magnificent creation of the gods!" Caesar did not hold back his praise.

"There are dragon relics in this form?"

"I have a feeling we're witnessing a new chapter in dragon history!"

"Yes, yes," Shen Jue said into the communicator.

"Unfortunately, we have lost contact with the outside world."

"That makes sense for the expedition team, doesn't it?"

"How can the plot develop without some unexpected events?"

"That's an exaggeration," Lu Mingfei said. "Isn't this almost exactly like the Dragon Palace of the East Sea in people's imaginations?"

"Are all dragon ruins like this?"

"How is that possible?" Chen Motong then said, "In the research on the history of the dragon race."

"This type of dragon relic is practically unique."

"No matter what, shouldn't we try to contact the outside world first before discussing this?" Old Tang said worriedly.

"Ha, bro, do you think these guys have any intention of contacting the outside world?" Fingel quipped.

"Please, this is the first time that hybrids have discovered a new type of dragon relic, a truly rare event."

"Our firsthand information will leave a significant mark on the history of mixed-race people."

"Even if there are pure-blooded dragons in the Dragon Palace, we'll still fight them!"

"Hey! Senior Brother Fingel, don't jinx it!"

Lu Mingfei said loudly, "I've only been enrolled for a few days, and I'm already doing the work of graduating seniors?"

"Let's leave the dragon-slaying to Senior Brother Chu Zihang and Senior Brother Caesar."

"Sigh." Old Tang sighed.

"Watch out, the big one is coming," Shen Jue suddenly said.

Then came a feeling of weightlessness, and everyone suddenly lost the buoyancy provided by the river.

The submersible crashed heavily onto the outer perimeter of the Dragon Palace's giant gate.

"Wow!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed dramatically, but he wasn't seriously injured.

There were no ordinary people inside the submersible. Even Chen Motong, who was the weakest in terms of physique, was a hybrid with a high concentration of dragon blood.

Therefore, this fall did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm for exploration.

"Ha!" Caesar exclaimed excitedly, "The air quality inside the Dragon Palace is exactly the same as outside!"

"What an amazing alchemical array!"

"Of course there's no difference," Shen Jue thought to himself. This air was the same air that Shen Jue had poured into the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river from the surface a few days ago.

An excited Caesar was the first to emerge from the submersible, fully armed with firearms.

He hopped and skipped around in front of the Dragon Palace gate like a big golden retriever, but at the same time he kept a watchful eye on his surroundings.

They also had to be wary of sudden attacks from the Dragonblood Deadpool and the pure-blooded dragons.

The remaining few people also jumped out of the submersible with their personal weapons.

Shen Jue glanced at Chu Zihang, who was carrying the Murasame.

Because Chu Zihang is the only member of the Casale Seven Monsters who carries a cold weapon.

On either side of the main entrance to the palace are two enormous crystal murals.

At the beginning of the mural on the left, a dragon with magnificent wings surrounds a halo of sunlight resembling closed pupils, thus constructing this dragon palace.

The focus of the mural, however, is on another scene.

A figure standing on auspicious clouds, with a banner bearing the four ancient characters "Great Sage Equal to Heaven" on his back, stood in the center of the hall. A half-human, half-dragon creature prostrated on the ground, offering weapons with both hands.

The figure pointed and selected an iron rod that was entirely black and had gold rings at both ends.

The staff is covered with gold-plated inscriptions, and it is engraved with "Ruyi Jingu Bang, 13,500 jin".

In the next scene, the iron rod shrank to the size of a needle tip and was stuffed into his ear.

The mural on the right is severely damaged, but the same figure can still be identified, wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, golden armor, holding a golden cudgel, and followed by an army riding clouds and beasts.

The figure raised its staff, pointing directly at the alchemical core above the Dragon Palace.

The cracks on the alchemical core in the last panel of the mural are exactly the same as those on the alchemical core at the top of the Dragon Palace.

Nono's fingers traced the wall, and she said with a confused look in her eyes, "If this is true..."

Did Sun Wukong really exist? Is the story of the Golden Cudgel just a myth?

"I'm sorry," Shen Jue continued to complain in his mind: "These murals are just a preview of the final reward."

This is what the dungeons in domestically produced online games look like.

Looking at the figure in the mural holding a stick in one hand, Shen Jue smiled confidently and said, "It's not impossible."

What if Sun Wukong wasn't a pure human at all?

"Or perhaps it's a hybrid race whose dragon bloodline is so high that it undergoes slight dragonification, yet maintains a stable bloodline?"

Although Shen Jue disliked the theory of bloodline, unfortunately, it was one of the underlying logics of the Dragon Clan world.

Caesar said in a deep voice, "This is more like a record of the scene sealed by the dragons using alchemy."

"There was a war between Sun Wukong and the pure-blooded dragon race."

"The pure-blooded dragons were defeated and offered Sun Wukong alchemical weapons."

"But what do the patterns on that alchemical core mean?"

"Could the ancient mythology of this great Eastern country truly be connected to the history of the dragon race?"

Shen Jue remained silent because he had not seriously written this part of history.

"Speaking of which, wouldn't you say we're tomb raiding?" Shen Jue suddenly said, stroking his chin.

"Oh dear!" Shen Jue clasped his hands together and said regretfully, "I completely forgot to bring Fatty with me into the tomb!"

"This is outrageous!!"

"What's the difference between going into a tomb without a fat guy and playing a game with a mixed-race beauty without an umbrella?"