Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

The gap created by the pitch-black giant claw grew wider and wider, while the entire space generated violent energy fluctuations, as if squeezing the crack to prevent it from opening further.

A deep dragon roar resounded from the dark crack, and the two giant claws suddenly slashed outwards, widening the crack by a full two times.

"Ooh~~~"

The black dragon roared to the sky, and a large expanse of dragon clouds in the Dragon Valley suddenly surged toward it and were absorbed into its body. The black dragon's aura immediately surged, and its huge body, which was a hundred feet long, spread its wings and covered the sky.

A layer of purplish-black aura, resembling a domain, permeated the body of the enormous black dragon. Many creatures related to the dragon race on the outskirts of Dragon Valley couldn't help but bow their heads in worship, clearly submitting to its aura.

The black dragon's released soul power grew increasingly terrifying, and the white light patterns on the ground suddenly intensified, rising in white and transforming into a seven-colored halo. Suddenly, it transformed into a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

The crack in the sky stabilized after being struck by the beam of light, and a seven-colored ray of light spread outward, revealing a huge gap, opening the entrance to the Dragon Valley Secret Realm.

"Let's go in."

Yan reached out his hand to the silver-haired girl. The Silver Dragon King had no other thoughts and let Yan lead her onto Jialin's back. The Fire Dragon King leaped into the air and flew straight towards the black gap. In the end, the figures of the group disappeared into the gap.

Everything around him became blurry, as if space itself was distorted. The pulling force didn't last long. When the darkness disappeared and the light reappeared, Yan felt a sense of unease.

However, this discomfort only lasted for a short time. When he switched to the fire attribute martial soul state and completed the possession, he was instantly revived as if he were a fish in water.

The environment inside Dragon Valley was still as unique as ever, but compared to the last time, Yan was now not only much stronger, but he had also completed a soul contract with the two true dragon kings, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion Qiu'er and the Fire Dragon King Jialin, so he could naturally gain more benefits.

Jialin carried everyone through the air, and large swaths of dragon clouds flew in on their own, dispersing into streams of special energy that entered their bodies.

Although his soul power was suppressed here and could not be exerted at all, Yan felt that his condition was better than ever before. The abundant dragon energy constantly permeated his body, making his physical fitness stronger.

However, he actually received the least benefit, because the others who came in this time were far more favored by Dragon Valley than he was.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion Qiu'er is an imperial auspicious beast containing the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King. The Fire Dragon King Jialin is a true dragon king born in Dragon Valley, the last direct descendant of the Fire Dragon King lineage. Large swathes of dragon clouds, compatible with their attributes, swiftly arrived, completely enveloping them in rich dragon energy.

But these two are not the most outrageous. The most outrageous is the Silver Dragon King in the form of a silver-haired little girl. She is a split in the Dragon God and can also be said to be one of the Dragon Ancestors. She has the primary right to inherit everything in Dragon Valley, and all this energy is rushing towards her.

The Silver Dragon King accepted all kinds of dragon energy, and under the influence of this enormous energy, her body gradually grew, transforming from a little girl into a grown-up.

Chapter 572 The Bone of the Mountain Dragon King

In the Douluo Continent world, above the Dragon Valley Secret Realm, countless dragon clouds churned and disappeared into the flying rainbow shadow.

This rainbow-colored figure was none other than Jialin, the Fire Dragon King, a descendant of the Dragon Valley. On her back, the Silver Dragon King underwent a tremendous transformation.

Yan watched this amazing scene unfold from the side. The Silver Dragon King was enveloped in a ball of light and rapidly grew from a little girl into a large adult.

She possessed a beauty that defied description; no description could adequately capture her exquisite countenance.

Her long silver hair cascaded down her back, reaching her ankles, and the strands were smooth, possessing a texture like silver crystal.

Her fair skin was slightly pale, her eyes were purple, and her white dress was simple and plain, but it looked very sexy on her.

Her eyes were incredibly beautiful, with long, curled eyelashes and clear, bright purple eyes. Especially when there was a hint of confusion in her gaze, it made one feel an irresistible tenderness.

"What about the trust between humans and dragons? As they grow up, their clothes also grow. Is this how transformation is used? This is really going too far..."

Yan watched as the Silver Dragon King transformed into a girl with a graceful figure, feeling rather regretful. Qiu'er, the three-eyed golden lion in his arms, felt the hand on her belly getting restless again. As if sensing someone's lewd thoughts, she couldn't help but slap him with her claw.

After the Silver Dragon King grew to about eighteen years old, she stopped changing. Her beautiful purple eyes shone with a different light. She noticed Yan's gaze and turned to ask, "What? Is there a problem with me?"

Yan, feeling guilty, turned his head away. To be honest, he was a seasoned womanizer, but he didn't know what had gotten into him just now. He had just subconsciously turned his head away, which only made things worse. He had really been careless.

The Silver Dragon King's gaze had been fixed on him for a while, and Yan could only say evasively, "It's nothing! I was just thinking about some things, nothing important, and there's no need to talk about them."

He couldn't possibly tell the truth. If the Silver Dragon King knew that he had just been lusting after her body, he would be dead on the spot. So he decided to let the matter go and pretend that nothing had happened.

"I see. Then let's speed things up. I can already sense the Dragon God's aura; it's in that direction."

The Silver Dragon King had no suspicions and didn't dwell on it. She pointed to a certain direction deep in the Dragon Valley, and a circle of silver light emanated from her feet. Jia Lin, who was already extremely fast, accelerated even further, and dragons fled in her wake.

"Roar... Roar..."

As they ventured deeper into the Dragon Valley Secret Realm, spiritual entities formed from the remnants of dragon souls began to appear around them. However, compared to the arduous journey Yan had faced last time, this time their progress was remarkably smooth.

It was probably because the Silver Dragon King released his aura and pressure that wherever Jialin's rainbow shadow passed, the dragons roared and bowed their heads in worship, and they thus arrived at the real Dragon Valley without any obstacles.

In the core area of ​​the secret realm, a valley basin that had collapsed inwards came into view. When they looked inside, the Silver Dragon King, Jialin, Qiu'er, and the others were all stunned.

Looking out, the valley below stretched as far as the eye could see, shrouded in twilight and veiled in a faint mist. Countless enormous bones covered every corner of the valley, and an indescribable sense of sorrow instantly welled up in my heart.

"Roar~~~"

The Silver Dragon King, unable to control his emotions, roared to the sky. The stirring dragon's cry resounded, echoing throughout the valley. The long howl was tragic and desolate, as if a monarch was watching his subjects die tragically before his eyes, filled with resentment and anger.

On Qiu'er and Jialin's bodies, dragon scales rose up one by one, their bloodlines were filled with sorrow, and they themselves could not help but groan.

After a long while, the Silver Dragon King stopped roaring. At this moment, her eyes were indifferent and cold, and deep in her eyes was an intense and chilling killing intent.

Jialin continued flying into the sky above the valley and slowly descended. The moment she landed, a desolate feeling came from all directions. If she closed her eyes, she could almost hear the mournful cries of countless dragons.

The massive dragon skeletons, some tens of meters tall, others hundreds of meters high, lay exposed in the wilderness. Each of these skeletons emitted faint, shimmering energy fluctuations.

Even though only skeletons remain, they resemble lurking behemoths, suggesting how powerful they must have been when they were alive.

Yan glanced at them and immediately noticed several unusual dragon bones with faint patterns on them and terrifying energy fluctuations lingering in the air.

The ancient dragon race ruled the glorious era of Douluo Continent. Among them, the true dragons were the royal family of soul beasts. Every true dragon, after reaching adulthood, possessed the cultivation of a soul beast of at least 100,000 years, and upon death, dragon bones would inevitably emerge.

This valley is the burial site of the last elite of the True Dragon Clan. Every dragon skeleton contains a piece of True Dragon Bone, which would be priceless if taken out, yet it is found everywhere here.

"Let's go! Our destination is further in."

After glancing at the true dragon soul bones a few times, Yan looked away and then beckoned several dragons to follow him on his way.

The last time he came to the Dragon Valley Secret Realm, he was summoned from the depths of the Dragon Valley, but he was not strong enough at the time so he did not come. This time, he brought the Silver Dragon King with him, so he did not need to worry too much and could just go in.

Following the direction they sensed earlier, Yan led them forward. The further they went in, the more terrifying the power emanating from the dragon bone remains became. However, with the protection of the Silver Dragon King and the auras of Jialin and Qiu'er, he didn't feel much pressure.

The further they went, the larger the dragon bones became. The piles of dragon bones looked like small hills, and they could faintly hear the roars of dragons. The surroundings were full of phantoms, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth was sinking.

Scenes appeared before their eyes, as if they had returned to an ancient battlefield, where dragons fell one after another and powerful enemies charged in from all sides.

This once powerful race, which ruled the entire continent, gradually declined and eventually disappeared in those great battles.

The Silver Dragon King followed behind Yan, step by step, occasionally reaching out to gently touch the skeletons of the dragon bones, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Why is Heaven so unjust, treating my dragon race so cruelly? Why is the divine realm so intolerant of us, forcing my dragon race to rise up in rebellion..."

As she touched these dragon bones, she also sensed a lot of inside information about the extinction of the dragon race. The sense of desolation on her body was getting stronger and stronger, and a layer of silver halo began to ripple around her whole body, as if she would lose control at any moment.

As Yan moved forward, he kept a close eye on the Silver Dragon King behind him, remaining vigilant at all times. Seeing the latter's unstable state, he was genuinely afraid that this girl would suddenly go berserk and mess things up for him, which would be extremely unlucky.

They walked and stopped for a long time before finally reaching the deepest part of Dragon Valley. Yan stopped, feeling a strange movement in his second martial soul—a yearning. The dragon skeleton in front of him seemed to be a perfect match for him; if he could absorb and refine it, he would surely gain immense benefits.

The skeleton in front was enormous and terrifying, standing over a thousand meters tall. Its bones were brownish-red, unlike any other dragon skeleton. Its unparalleled weight made the gravity on the ground within a radius of several thousand meters around it significantly greater than in other places.

This dragon is quite special. It has no wings and looks like an earth dragon, but it is much taller and stronger than a giant dragon, especially its limbs, which are as thick as pillars supporting the sky.

"The bones of the Mountain Dragon King".

Looking at the massive dragon skeleton before him, which was as tall as a mountain, Yan quickly determined its identity. The one that his second martial soul so desperately desired must be a true dragon species with compatible attributes. And the Earth True Dragon lineage has dragon wings, so the only one left is the Mountain Dragon lineage.

Mountain Dragons are a very unique lineage among the dragons, and also the strongest among the nine dragon clans. This clan is similar in attributes to the Earth True Dragons, who wield the power of the earth. Their primordial power is not simply the power of the earth, but also possesses the ability to create and reproduce.

The Dragon God created the Mountain Dragon race to ensure the continuation of the dragon race, transforming their bodies into mountains and continents to provide a habitat for the dragons. This lineage paid a heavy price for the dragons.

The Mountain Dragon King clan faces a huge problem in its own reproduction because it is required to become mountains and rivers to assist the dragon race in its reproduction and survival. As a result, their numbers are extremely small. Once they reach adulthood, they must transform into mountains and rivers to provide for the reproduction and survival of other dragon races.

The Dragon God, grateful for their achievements, bestowed upon the Mountain Dragon lineage a special bloodline. Every member of this lineage possesses the bloodline of a Dragon King and will surely attain king-level glory upon reaching adulthood.

The other eight of the nine dragon clans each have only one king per generation, but the Mountain Dragon clan consists entirely of dragon kings, and is even hailed as the head of the nine dragon kings, which shows their power.

What appears before Yan and the others now is the last Mountain Dragon King, possessing the last remaining lifeblood of the Mountain Dragon lineage. After him, the Mountain Dragon bloodline was severed, and it is feared that it will only be able to reappear in the form of a Martial Soul.

"Are you very unwilling, Mountain Dragon King?"

Yan slowly stepped forward, sensing the energy fluctuations emanating from the Mountain Dragon King's massive body, and felt an indescribable emotion. Compared to the other dragon bones, the aura emanating from the Mountain Dragon King's skeleton was much stronger—an unparalleled display of anger and resentment.

As Yan approached, he could clearly see that the Mountain Dragon King's massive skeleton had a huge crack in the center, completely broken from head to tail.

This means he died after being cleaved in two by a powerful being. And judging by the incredibly powerful aura emanating from him after death, it's likely that his killer wasn't an ordinary being, but a god. The Mountain Dragon King was killed by a god-level powerhouse; it must have been a fatal blow from the divine realm.

Chapter 573 The Heart of the Dragon God

Deep within the Dragon Valley Secret Realm, Yan observed the remains of the Mountain Dragon King before him, and could sense the deep resentment the dragon felt at the moment of its death.

Just then, he heard rustling footsteps beside him. Turning his head, he saw the Silver Dragon King seemingly drawn by something, his gaze hazy as he circled the remains of the Mountain Dragon King and ventured deeper into the mountains.

Yan greeted Qiu'er and Jialin, who were still immersed in inexplicable sadness. They had also come to their senses and followed the Silver Dragon King with Yan.

After they bypassed the remains of the Mountain Dragon King, they saw another massive, collapsed pit ahead, probably more than ten thousand meters in diameter.

When Yan reached the edge of the deep pit, he suddenly felt a calling voice become clearer. It was the voice that had been guiding him to this Dragon Valley, most likely the lingering will of the Dragon God.

Yan arrived at the edge of the deep pit and looked down. Below, clouds and mist swirled, probably at least a thousand meters deep. In the hazy clouds and mist, there seemed to be a huge light and shadow flickering. The light and shadow was seven-colored and existed in a mist-like manner, making it impossible to see the situation inside the valley.

Let's go in together!

Yan could sense that the dragon's aura in the deep pit was even stronger; it was the most dangerous place in this dragon tomb. Going down alone might be dangerous, so he took Qiu'er and Jialin to find the Silver Dragon King. The Silver Dragon King glanced at him, and after a moment, extended his hand.

Yan grasped the small hand that seemed to be carved from white jade, holding the three-eyed golden lion that looked like a kitten in his arms, while the Fire Dragon King also transformed into a small bird-like form and clung to his shoulder.

With a swift movement, the Silver Dragon King and the others simultaneously took flight and plummeted downwards. However, strangely enough, after accelerating their descent for a period of time, their falling speed began to slow down, and finally, they landed gently on the seven-colored halo at an extremely slow pace.

The seven-colored halo trembled slightly and then parted on its own, allowing them to fall. As they passed through the seven-colored mist, feeling its terrifying power, a look of horror appeared on their faces.

They only saw a blur before their eyes, and then they saw a giant dragon. To be precise, it was a gigantic dragon soul.

This dragon soul was even twice the size of the Mountain Dragon King's remains, its entire body shimmering with seven-colored light, and even its scales were seven-colored.

Its scales are irregular, each seemingly different in shape, yet upon closer inspection, they are so harmonious, as if countless exquisite gems were perfectly inlaid together, forming the most beautiful work of art in the world.

This dragon soul held its head high, radiating an indescribable aura. The moment it saw him, the Golden Earth Fire Dragon King's soul within Yan's body burst forth, and at the same time, Qiu'er and Jialin also shone with a strange light.

"Is this... the remnant soul of the Dragon God?"

Yan Qiang suppressed his inner shock and forced himself to calmly look at everything. The enormous seven-colored dragon soul in front of him was the legendary Dragon God, who once led divine beasts to wreak havoc in the God Realm and was the strongest in the history of the Douluo Universe.

"So strong."

Yan couldn't help but raise his hands, cross them in front of him, and take two steps back, instinctively channeling his inner power to resist the dragon's might in the darkness.

Of those present, he had the shallowest relationship with the dragon race. He was able to enter unaffected thanks to the Silver Dragon King, who was clearly in some unknown state and naturally couldn't care less about him.

The remnant soul of the Dragon God simply stood there, making no extra movements. His gaze swept over the figures one by one, lingering on Yan for only a moment before finally landing on the Silver Dragon King, his dragon soul shimmering with seven-colored light.

"Buzz..."