Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Moreover, the dragons are quite intelligent and know how to cooperate with humans for mutual benefit. They help humans suppress the orcs in the far north, preventing them from escaping that bitterly cold land, thereby weakening the power of the Behemoth race. To this day, the dragons are considered one of the strongest forces outside of the Seven Towers of Falan.

Of course, the dragons here refer to the Western dragons. In fact, according to the original dragon lineage of this world, they are just flying lizards and have a very distant relationship with the real Eastern dragons.

The strongest race in this world is the Eastern Divine Dragon Clan, which originated from the ancient Eastern Dragon Empire. Every single dragon in this clan is a being of the tenth rank or higher. They sacrificed themselves as the main force in the battle against the Abyss Plane, and their remains are still sealed away.

Above the city of Konya, a shimmering mirror reflected everything below. Because it was hidden among the clouds, no one noticed this small anomaly.

In another world behind this mirror, inside the Spirit Hall's underground research lab, Yan was observing the terrifying battle.

“Behemoths. Although the Behemoths in different worlds are somewhat different, it is certain that they are indeed this powerful race.” On the other side of the portal, Yan stared at the reflection in the mirror. He could clearly see that outside the city were orcs, including ape-men who resembled wild monkeys, tiger-men with yellow and black stripes all over their bodies, and leopard-men with yellowish-brown fur and black spots.

Besides these, there are also some particularly eye-catching behemoths, over fifteen meters tall, shimmering in the sunlight. These are Behemoths, incredibly powerful beings in any world.

"Rampaging Behemoths, Silver Behemoths, Golden Behemoths, Dragon Riders, Dragons, and... Musical Magic? So this is the world. That's interesting. It seems that one of those beings hasn't been unsealed yet." Before the Gate of Time, Yan carefully observed the situation inside and outside the city. After observing for a long time, he seemed to confirm something, and his eyes suddenly brightened considerably.

"This is interesting. The timeline of the other world seems to be quite advanced. The seal of the Seven Towers of Falan is still intact, the protagonist hasn't fully risen to power yet, and the so-called divine beasts are just empty names, only able to wreak havoc on their original continent. As for beings that can transcend the world, they are either sealed away or haven't cultivated to that level yet. This means that if I were to cause trouble, no one would have the ability to come and get me through the 'internet cable.' And if I remember correctly, there are quite a few good things in this world."

Chapter 263 The Dragon Graveyard in Another World

"Damn humans!" On the continent of Dragon Rider Nus, outside the city of Konia, a golden Behemoth roared angrily as it charged forward. Its massive body, nearly twenty meters tall, showed no signs of clumsiness. It stomped its feet heavily on the ground, leaving two deep footprints, and its body had already leaped dozens of meters into the air.

The golden Behemoth was furious. Because of the figure standing on the city wall casting harp magic, almost all of the eighty-odd Behemoths he led were seriously injured and rendered unable to fight. It would be unacceptable for the Behemoth race to suffer any losses among its members.

So even after expending a great deal of energy, he still chose to storm the city wall and kill the guy who had ruined the orcs' raiding plan.

One golden Behemoth leaped into the air, while another golden Behemoth erupted with a ball of golden light, like flames, which instantly concentrated on its right fist, forming an incredibly solid golden hammer that fiercely slammed into the ground.

It was as if the entire Brenner Mountains trembled violently, the earth began to shake violently, and the ground exploded completely in a semi-circular shape, with everything on the ground, whether soil or rock, being blown away by the violent power of the golden Behemoth.

The powerful explosion spread towards the city of Konya at an astonishing speed. The huge arc-shaped shockwave, mixed with a large amount of mud and rocks, made the ground in front of Konya look as if it had been plowed. The enormous impact was extremely terrifying.

As the commanders of the main force of this orcish invasion, the strength of these two golden behemoths is beyond doubt. Even the crazy charge of the dragon riders just now could not cause them much damage.

At this moment, the two giant beasts, each over twenty meters tall, charged up the city wall in a fit of rage, instantly inflicting great damage on the defending troops.

Just as they were about to finish off the guy who had inflicted heavy damage on the Behemoths, a purple light appeared, and a purple greatsword blocked their way.

"Amethyst, it's actually amethyst..." The two golden Behemoths involuntarily stopped their attack. They stared in utter shock at the purple-haired figure blocking the culprit's path. The latter held a purple greatsword and was surrounded by a power that made them feel the suppression of their bloodline.

With the appearance of this figure, the raging Golden Behemoth finally chose to back down and cease its attack.

The two golden Behemoths, each over twenty meters tall and more solid than a fortress, gradually retreated while nodding repeatedly.

They slowly bowed towards the purple figure, their enormous eyes revealing fear and respect.

With a flash of light, ten rings appeared in front of them, each one shimmering with silver light. After collecting all eighty-odd injured Behemoths on the ground into the spatial rings, the two golden Behemoths exchanged a glance and simultaneously let out a low growl to announce their retreat.

Then, ignoring the few remaining orc warriors of the three races, they sprang into the air at top speed and headed towards the far north wilderness.

The towering mountains seemed to pass before them as if they were walking on flat ground, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The Behemoth army retreated, and the remaining orcs scattered like birds and beasts. As for the orcs who were severely injured and unable to move, or those who had died, no one paid any attention to them.

The world of orcs is cruel; being sacrificed due to resource scarcity is a common occurrence.

Because of the Golden Behemoth's furious attack, a sandstorm swept across the land below, obscuring the view. Along with the slight spatial fluctuations, the number of dead orcs on the ground decreased significantly, as if they had been teleported to other dimensions.

"As expected, just as I predicted, no new god-level powerhouse has appeared on the Dragon Knight Nus Continent yet, which makes it easy to cause trouble. Ye Yinzhu has already been born, so what's going on with the timelines of these universes?" Inside the underground research room of the Spirit Hall on the Douluo Continent, Yan used his soul power to neatly arrange the corpses of beastmen and humans. These were his spoils from the chaos of the previous battle, and also a kind of test.

Based on the fact that the Gate of Time and Space quickly responded with special fluctuations after he caused trouble in the Mad God Universe and the Five Elements Continent, it is clear that in some powerful universes or worlds with god-level experts, the native god-level beings are able to detect and react to time and space fluctuations.

When he causes trouble in this kind of world, Yan has to be extra careful, because if he accidentally reveals his true colors and the other party comes through the 'internet cable', he will be the first one to be finished.

Although the Elder Hall is located at the top of Wuhun City, with the angel statue guarding it, this is only a last resort and cannot be relied upon.

However, after Yan's probing, he was basically certain that the god-level powerhouse in the other world had encountered a problem, or that in the timeline of when he opened the space-time gate, the Qin Emperor universe on the other side was in a low period.

The Dragon King sacrificed himself to destroy the Mother Demon King's physical body. Although the Mother Demon King's soul remained, it was sealed under Falan. The new god-level being had not yet been born. For Yan, the Dragon Continent of this timeline was an undefended treasure land.

"Tsk tsk... What a pity, no Behemoths died. If there were Behemoths, the harvest this time would have been much greater." In front of the Gate of Time and Space, Yan sorted out the spoils of this trip. There were quite a few orc and dragon rider corpses, but relatively few human mages and warriors.

Yan was selective when he was working with things. The orcs looked poor, and apart from the Behemoth, the other orcs had little research value, so he didn't need to put too much effort into them. He just selected some powerful individuals, probably leaders or something similar.

While many humans, warriors, and mages also died, most of them had living people around them, so they could only collect things that went unnoticed, and their gains were not significant.

The worst off were the dragon riders, who went berserk because of someone's harp magic and charged directly at the orc army in a suicide attack. The price for causing heavy damage to the orc army was that they were all wiped out, with not a single intact corpse.

Yan spent a lot of effort to find and collect some relatively intact dragon rider corpses; the information on them should be of some help to him.

Before the portal of time and space, Yan frowned slightly.

"Although you can get some loot from these battles, you won't get anything substantial. But if I remember correctly, the dragons in the Qin Emperor Universe aren't very strong, but they have a lot of good stuff. I can use this city as a node for projection and repositioning, and I can also leave a spatial marker on that guy. That should be enough to find the location of the Dragon Realm." Yan stared at the other side of the light screen of the portal, at the white-robed young man who had caused the orcish invasion to fail. He was born with eight fingers and was skilled in playing the zither.

As Yan thought of something, wisps of blue light drifted onto the man's sleeve. The white-clad youth, who was immersed in saying goodbye to his friend, did not notice this anomaly. After the battle ended, trouble had already come his way regarding what had just happened.

...On the continent of Longzinus, there are seven great dragon cities that cooperate with the Seven Towers of Falan to rule the entire continent.

On the surface, the Seven Dragon Cities and the Seven Towers of Falan are equal in status, but in reality, the Seven Dragon Cities are still subordinate to the Seven Towers of Falan.

This can be easily discerned from the comparison of the two sides' top-level strength. Of the seven dragon clans, only the Black Dragon King, Silver Dragon King, and Gold Dragon King have reached the ninth rank of the Purple level.

The strongest of the four Dragon Cities' Dragon Kings, the Fire Dragon King, is only at the seventh rank of the Purple level. Of course, this comparison of the strength of the top powers on the Dragonheart Continent has nothing to do with Yan.

At this moment, he is manipulating the portal to scan and compare locations above the seven dragon cities on the continent, attempting to find a certain secret realm.

"It should be this place, located in the center of the seven great dragon cities. Only the Time-Space Gate can directly project and teleport to that world. Otherwise, just searching would take an unknown amount of time." In front of the Time-Space Gate, Yan stared at the mirror image before him, comparing it with the coordinate dots on the simulated map. After a long while, he entered another time-space coordinate located on the continent of Longqinus.

As the light and shadow shifted, the scene on the time-space light screen changed, and two incomparably majestic snow-capped mountains appeared in Yan's sight.

"This strange spatial fluctuation must be a secret realm. After searching for so long, we have finally located it." Yan manipulated the portal, as if piloting a drone to approach, making the two snow-capped mountains in the projected image continuously zoom in and out.

When the camera panned to a position where the two snow-capped peaks were parallel, a strange scene appeared: the air rippled like water.

The projection of the portal suddenly went dark, and everything around became strangely chaotic. When the light reappeared, the sun was gone from the sky; in its place was a silvery-purple crescent moon.

"This is the Dragon Realm of the Western Dragon Clan in that world. It looks quite intimidating." Yan observed everything in the spacetime projection screen, while simultaneously communicating with the spacetime gate to draw energy detection from the other side and collect new data.

The first thing Yan saw in the scene before him was a dark forest, with strange fluctuations swirling around the pitch-black trees, which seemed to be a special kind of plant.

Yan naturally wouldn't let go of such strange trees. Accompanied by shimmering blue-silver light, the trees were uprooted and transported to Douluo Continent along with the soil.

The scene continued forward until the dark forest disappeared, and Yan was presented with another region—a plain completely covered by countless dragon bones.

In the dark sky, the silvery-purple crescent moon seemed to grow even brighter. The dragon bones of varying sizes, the vast amount of soul energy, and the deathly cold all sent chills down one's spine.

The so-called Dragon Domain is not a sacred land for the dragon race, but rather a cemetery for the dragon race, similar to the Dragon Clan's secret realm in Douluo Continent. It is a shared cemetery for the Western Dragon Clan and the Dragon Clan of the Seven Great Dragon Clans in the Qin Emperor Universe.

This so-called Dragon Realm is only visited by true dragons of the seventh rank or above when they are near death. This tradition has existed since the Western dragon race appeared on the continent.

Over the countless years, this place has accumulated a massive amount of dragon bones and dragon souls, and even dragon kings and stronger beings of the dragon race have been buried here.

The sheer number of dragon remains is a tremendous treasure in itself, and now, someone from another world outside the universe has set their sights on this treasure.

Chapter 264 The Holy Dragon Noxxi

"Yan boy, did you find something when you called us over?" Qian Daoliu had just arrived at the Gate of Time and Space when he saw Bibi Dong arrive shortly after. He frowned subconsciously and asked Yan, who had called him over earlier.

He was previously guarding Qian Renxue during the Nine Trials of the Angels in the Elder Hall, but when Yan's message came, he immediately went to the underground research room.

Although he hadn't yet figured out how the portal worked, he knew that it could connect to other worlds and that if things weren't handled properly, big problems could easily arise, so he couldn't afford to be careless about what was happening here.

When he saw Bibi Dong at the same time, he was a little puzzled. Yan had actually summoned both of them at the same time, which showed that this matter was not simple.

Yan pointed to the projection of the Gate of Time and Space and said, "I have discovered a dragon cemetery, not located on Douluo Continent, but in another world..." After listening to Yan's introduction of the Dragon Domain, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered slightly, and after exchanging glances, they were both somewhat tempted.

A completely new world, and the burial place of many dragons. The value of this place is immeasurable, and it may even yield treasures that would be of great use to them.

"What are you planning to do?" Qian Daoliu asked again after observing the projection of the Time-Space Gate for a moment, somewhat eager to try.

In any world, dragons are extremely powerful, and the cemeteries where dragons are buried are sometimes even richer than the dragons' treasure troves. Those greedy creatures would rather take everything with them and bury it, and most of them would not think of leaving anything for their descendants.

Qian Daoliu had been stuck at the peak of level 99 for a long time, unable to find a way to break through. Although he was very willing to guide his granddaughter on the path to godhood, if he could also become a god, who wouldn't want to pursue that goal?

When Yan first opened the Dragon Clan Secret Realm on the Douluo Continent, he had the urge to rush in and seek a breakthrough opportunity. Unfortunately, the secret realm restricted the strength of those who entered, so neither he nor Bibi Dong could do anything but watch Yan tinker inside.

Now that he'd encountered another one, he wasn't about to give up. After a moment's thought, Yan said, "The current spacetime gate can now attempt to establish a stable passage by fixing anchor worlds. The powerful native forces in this world, like the Seven Towers of Falan and the Dragon Clan and Behemoths, likely possess unknown and powerful methods. Using too much power wouldn't be good for us. This Dragon Domain, however, is a good target. This dragon cemetery contains the remains of many dragons, most of them just remnants of their instinctive consciousness. The only one posing a threat is a sacred dragon that isn't completely dead yet; it doesn't have much strength left, so dealing with it shouldn't be difficult. However, I need their dragon souls intact, the knowledge and secrets within their minds, and the knowledge about their world's systems—these are all extremely valuable treasures." Qian Daoliu naturally had no objections and quickly said, "That's no problem at all. Tell me how we should proceed."

"We'll try to suppress all the dragon souls, and then use the Gate of Time and Space to move that dragon domain into the underground space of Martial Soul City. If this succeeds, it will be worth it no matter how much faith power we expend..." Yan then revealed his plan. He didn't want just one or two dragon skeletons, but all of them, including the entire dragon cemetery. What's the point of digging up graves? What he wanted to do was relocate the graves.

Then we can set up the spacetime channel at the entrance to the Dragon Domain to teleport directly to the Douluo Continent. As long as a dragon is detected entering, it will be teleported over directly. Isn't that just resources being delivered to our doorstep?

As for whether doing this is bad for the Qin Emperor Universe or immoral, Yan said that these are not issues. The dragons who come to the Dragon Domain are basically all about to die. Since they are all going to leave anyway, why not let them contribute more before they die?

A living dragon is always more precious than a dragon skeleton, after all, there's still dragon meat, dragon blood, dragon tendons... and so on, we can't waste them.

After Yan, Bibi Dong, and Qian Daoliu reached an agreement, they started operating the Time-Space Gate again, but this time the three of them worked together.

At this moment, within the Dragon Domain of the Dragon Continent of Longqinus, the silvery-purple crescent moon in the sky had somehow transformed into a full moon.

The increase in the size of the silvery-purple color naturally enhanced the light it brought to the Dragon Realm. Along with this light, the previously raging storm of magical elements within the Dragon Realm contracted at an astonishing speed, continuously pouring into the enormous dragon skeletons on the plains.

Under the silvery-purple full moon, the magical elements were injected at an increasingly faster pace. Clumps of white energy began to condense and disappear into the dragon skull. These were the soul auras of the dragons floating in this cemetery, the remnants of the dead dragons.

Chirp, chirp, chirp… The somewhat grating friction sounds gradually intensified. The once silent dragon bones began to move, and piles of pale, lifeless, massive dragon bones slowly rose from the black earth through slow friction.

The true Dragon Realm Chess Player isn't that big; it's just this plain in front of us, which has buried countless Western dragons that came here from ancient times to the present.

At this moment, many dragon bones have fully stood up. Although no trace of life can be felt from them, one can sense enormous elemental fluctuations and soul power.

This is a Bone Dragon, a legendary undead creature. Gu Rong, one of the two great masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, has this kind of creature as his martial soul.

If a dragon dies without being dismembered or otherwise suffering an accident, it will eventually become a special kind of undead, known as a bone dragon, after a long period of time and due to certain special circumstances.

Bone dragons generally retain some of their fighting power from when they were alive. While they are not as powerful as true dragons, they are still extremely strong.

Moreover, the key point is that there are too many dragons buried in this plain; a rough count reveals two or three thousand skeletal dragons that have awakened.

After countless white wisps of soul energy were injected into the head of the bone dragon, each of them ignited two eerie flames, like their eyes.

These flames are seven colors, consistent with the seven colors represented by Seven Dragons City, seemingly complementing their attributes in life.

Just as Yan was using the portal to observe the dragon cemetery, an aged yet powerful voice resounded from all directions.

"Who dares to trespass into the sacred land of the dragon race and disturb the sleeping souls?" Unlike ordinary dragons whose will has been worn away by long-term death and who are left with only some instincts, this voice was clear and intelligent, clearly not an ordinary dragon.

As soon as the sound rang out, the massive heads of the bone dragons all looked toward the silvery-purple full moon in the sky, as if awaiting some command.

A blue light flickered, and Yan's projection intertwined in the sky, forming a figure shimmering with blue light. Gazing at the purple moon in the sky, he spoke softly, "Holy Dragon Noxxi, you are in the center of the Dragon Realm, aren't you?" The aged voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of surprise.

"You actually know me? Who exactly are you?" Yan's voice rang out again, filled with ease.

"Who am I! I will be the new master of the Dragon Realm. Are you ready to worship me?"

"Hahahaha... Utterly laughable." The old voice burst into laughter, and then the bone dragons he had restrained roared to the sky at the same time, releasing an unprecedentedly powerful aura.