Dragon Kingdom Battle Mountain

Strictly speaking, it's not a mountain, but just a mound.

This is where the first hero of the Dragon Kingdom to sacrifice his life for his country is buried.

Subsequently, people habitually buried all the heroes here.

This place gradually evolved into the Dragon Kingdom Battle Mountain.

It can be said that,

On this mound,

Engraved with the long and enduring history of the Dragon Kingdom,

It records the glory, disgrace, rise and fall of the Dragon Kingdom...

The sky was overcast at that moment.

The soldiers stood in perfect unison, their expressions solemn, their gazes fixed straight ahead.

Before all the soldiers was a simple yet respectful coffin.

Lan Moyan's keepsakes from her lifetime are placed inside.

The coffin was draped with the flag of the Dragon Kingdom and surrounded by flowers.

Ye Shaoguo stepped forward, his voice sounding particularly heavy in the wind:

"Today, we are here to hold a final farewell ceremony for our hero, for this brave and fearless warrior who gave his life for the Dragon Kingdom. His name will be remembered, and his spirit will be passed on."

As Ye Shaoguo finished speaking, the bugle sounded, a final tribute to the hero.

The soldiers raised their ceremonial rifles and fired shots into the air.

Gunshots echoed in the open sky, as if proclaiming the immortality of heroes.

Then, a mournful melody played by a military band slowly began to play, its tune both tragic and solemn...

"Carry the coffin and bury the dead!!"

Ye Shaoguo gave the order.

Several solemnly dressed honor guards,

The coffin was slowly lowered into the dug grave.

They shoveled soil over the coffin, one shovelful at a time.

Each shovelful movement was extremely slow and solemn.

When the last bit of soil was gently laid down

"Erect a monument!!"

The prepared tombstone was erected, engraved with Lan Moyan's name, birth and death dates, and his deeds during his lifetime.

Ye Shaoguo and the others stood solemnly...

"Now, let us, with heavy hearts, observe a moment of silence for our hero, Lan Moyan!!"

Ye Shaoguo's voice rang out.

Everyone in the audience lowered their heads in silence...

The moment of silence ended.

"Boom!!"

A clap of thunder sounded in the already gloomy sky.

The tombstones across the entire Zhan Mountain began to emit a faint glow.

Ye Ran could clearly sense a strange spiritual force emanating from each tombstone, converging and condensing in the sky.

"This is……"

Ye Ran looked at the sky, her eyes filled with confusion.

"That is the will of the heroic spirits of the Dragon Kingdom's predecessors..."

"Our ancestors are watching over us..."

Yang Wanliu, who was standing to the side, seemed to sense Ye Ran's confusion and answered him.

He too gazed at the sky, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes:

"May she rest in peace, and may the heavens bestow timely rain; this is the acknowledgment of Lan Moyan's achievements by the spirit of our predecessors..."

As soon as Yang Wanliu finished speaking...

In an instant,

A light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

In an instant, the drizzle turned into a downpour, drenching every soldier present.

This also made the fresh soil on Lan Moyan's grave much more compact...

They became even more integrated with the God of War of the Dragon Kingdom.

The monument has finally been erected...

Ye Ran felt much more relaxed.

He couldn't wait to begin introspecting on the golden bowl of suffering.

After receiving the prayers and blessings from the soldiers' collective moment of silence.

The small golden body of Lan Moyan within the Bitter Sea Golden Bowl seemed to have grown considerably larger.

Just then,

The entire Battle Mountain of the Dragon Kingdom suddenly began to shake violently.

"This is……"

Everyone from the military present was stunned.

This situation has never occurred before when the monument was erected at Longguo Zhanshan.

"Buzz!!"

As Zhanshan shook

A dazzling white light shot out from a tombstone standing deep within Zhan Mountain.

Its strength is so great,

The earth cracked, and the fissures on Zhan Mountain continued to widen.

General Ye Shaoguo and several others frowned slightly.

"Who goes there?! How dare you cause trouble here?!"

Ye Shaoguo roared, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.

Amidst the sky filled with blood mist

His murderous aura was palpable.

However, the other party seemed to completely disregard Ye Shaoguo's warning.

The surging white light burst forth from the earth.

The small hill simply couldn't withstand such force.

The cracks continued to widen.

"Bang!!"

Ye Shaoguo's figure disappeared.

Then, above the white light

Ye Shaoguo reappeared.

At this moment, Ye Shaoguo was enveloped in a blood-red mist.

The blood mist gradually solidified.

It was as if Ye Shaoguo had been dressed in a layer of blood-red armor.

A blood-red phantom of a Shura appeared and disappeared behind Ye Shaoguo.

Ye Shaoguo raised one arm.

With a "whoosh",

The crimson mist condensed on his arm into a giant blade about ten meters long.

As Ye Shaoguo swung his arm down...

The giant blade, over ten meters long, slashed directly at the white light.

The residual wind generated by the swinging of the giant blade directly knocked down the trees nearby.

The space around them even became somewhat distorted.

This powerful and heavy blow struck the white light fiercely.

However, the blood-red giant blade did not produce the earth-shattering collision that had been expected the moment it came into contact with the white light.

The energy-formed blade began to slowly melt, like thin ice in early spring.

Ye Shaoguo's eyes flashed with shock at this moment.

Because he could clearly feel his own blood-red energy.

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