I don't know how much time passed.

Zhu Chen finally came to his senses from the dizzying sensation.

He was shocked to find himself in a strange, silent, and dimly lit space.

This place seems to be perpetually shrouded in darkness, never seeing a ray of sunlight.

Looking around, all around was pitch black.

Only the luminous pearl, emitting a faint silver glow.

Like scattered stars, they brought a little light to this gloomy place.

These luminous pearls are enormous.

Each one is five or six meters in diameter.

They are arranged in a staggered manner, embedded in the towering relief pillars.

The pillars are as thick as towering trees, requiring several people to encircle them.

Even more astonishing is that the surface of the pillars is carved with lifelike and majestic dragon reliefs.

Each giant dragon meanders and coils around the pillar.

With bared teeth and claws, each with a different expression, they seemed ready to burst through the pillar and soar into the sky at any moment.

And the most eye-catching one.

The dragon pearls held in the mouths of those giant dragons are among them!

That is the inner core produced by each member of the dragon race when they transform into a dragon, which is equivalent to the Purple Mansion of a human cultivator and is the source of power for the dragon race.

Each dragon ball shimmered with light, their brilliance complementing each other.

Like those luminous pearls, they added a touch of light to the otherwise dim space.

......

Zhu Chen slowly scanned the dragon balls that shone with a mysterious light before him.

His mood grew increasingly heavy.

Each of these Dragon Balls represents the passing of a once incredibly powerful dragon life.

This made him feel a deep sense of pity.

As far as the eye can see, rows of towering pillars are neatly arranged.

Each of the lifelike and majestic dragons above contains a dragon pearl in its mouth!

These pillars, seemingly without end, stretched into the distant depths of space.

A rough estimate suggests there are tens of thousands of them.

Without a doubt, this is the resting place of the dragons—the burial ground.

At this moment, Zhu Chen also realized this deeply.

This place may truly be the Wanlongyuan.

In contrast, the so-called Wanlong Abyss outside is nothing more than a false space used to mislead and deceive people.

The key condition for opening the legendary array leading to this mysterious realm and successfully entering this place.

Only those with pure dragon blood can achieve this.

This also confirms that what Long Kun said earlier was true; he had not lied to himself.

However, one huge question lingered in Zhu Chen's mind.

Why would the dragons choose to bury themselves in the Heavenly Mystery Realm?

You should know that the origin of the dragon race is in the even more vast and mysterious Xuanhuang Great World!

Logically speaking

They should have preferred to bury the dragons in their homeland.

But now, they have chosen the Tianxuan Realm, which is second only to the Xuanhuang Great World, as their final destination.

What untold secrets are hidden within?

This mystery, like a thick fog, shrouded Zhu Chen, leaving him completely baffled.

Perhaps, the answer I seek lies hidden in the deepest part of Wanlong Abyss.

With this in mind.

Zhu Chen immediately took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down and gather his chaotic thoughts.

At this moment, he dared not be distracted in the slightest.

His eyes were fixed on the seemingly unreachable end of space ahead, while he tried his best to restrain himself from looking at the towering pillars on both sides.

This is not just because of those Dragon Balls.

More importantly, he sensed that the pillars exuded a mysterious and majestic aura.

It seems that you can be drawn to it with just a slight glance.

And so, they sank into this endless abyss.

Wanlongyuan should not be treated with contempt or complacency simply because it is the burial place of dragons.

This place is densely covered with various incredibly powerful formations and interconnected traps.

The sole purpose of these arrangements is to protect the dragons who inhabit this place.

To ensure that even after their death, they will not be disturbed by the outside world in the slightest.

After all, when the physical bodies of dragons perish, their souls can remain in the world for up to ten thousand years.

Of course, it's uncertain how long the soul can actually exist.

It depends not only on the individual's racial characteristics, but more importantly on the level of their own cultivation.

Generally speaking, the higher one's cultivation level, the better.

The longer one's spirit can remain, the longer it can be preserved.

Conversely, it will be relatively shorter.

Even the dragons who have passed away still possess a formidable spiritual power.

Immediately, Zhu Chen channeled all his power and sped off like lightning toward the end of that space filled with unknown dangers.

Behind him, only a blurry afterimage remained.

...

Half a day later.

Zhu Chen eventually had to stop due to exhaustion.

He looked up, panting, and gazed towards the end of the space...

A hazy, indistinct hill outline could be vaguely seen, sometimes clearly visible, and sometimes shrouded in a mysterious mist, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Upon closer inspection, the hill actually resembled a tomb!

He turned his gaze away and looked around at his surroundings again.

This time, he was surprised to find...

Besides the pillars that we had already noticed before.

On the open areas on both sides, there were rows of enormous white skeletons lying haphazardly.

These skeletons are as white as snow.

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