As the words of the Director of the Imperial Observatory rang out, Liu Yuansong's right hand trembled and he subconsciously almost tore off the notebook in his hand.

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Broken void?"

The director of the Imperial Observatory ignored Liu Yuansong's shock and strode into the sewage, not caring at all about his exquisite gown being contaminated by the muddy flood.

Reaching out and touching the cracks on the ground, the director of the Imperial Observatory seemed to look beyond his sight and recreate the battle that had taken place on this battlefield.

"That prince Jidu first gave up his golden body and attracted the water of the torrent to forge the body of the turbid water dragon, and controlled the power of the water carried by the 300-mile torrent with his own strength."

Liu Songyuan hurriedly continued to record and said to the Imperial Observatory:

"A 300-mile torrent is beyond human power. Doesn't that mean it has already broken through the limits of the Qi training realm?"

Qin Tianjian nodded and said: "Although the power of the water deity is suspected of being a trick, the body of the turbid water true dragon is a kind of true dragon method. It can almost be said that it abandons the physical body to gain a short-term powerful blessing.

From the perspective of power alone, it even surpasses the limits of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

However, the mysteries of the True Spirit Refiner are not only reflected in pure strength, so even if he controls the power of a 300-mile torrent of water, the True Dragon of Turbid Water can still only be considered as a Spiritual Transformation Realm. "

At this point, the director of the Imperial Observatory paused, his tone filled with an indescribable fear.

"Faced with the Grand Prince Ji Du who voluntarily gave up suppression in order to seek a higher level of power, he only used one move."

“Break the void!”

"The large-scale destruction of the void severed the body of the Turbid Water True Dragon and forcibly stopped the 300-mile torrent."

Liu Yuansong's hand was shaking slightly as he was recording, and he couldn't help but say:

"Breaking the void is the symbol of the True Lord of Refining Void. Could it be that he just released the suppression and reached the level of the True Lord of Refining Void?"

Liu Songyuan's words made the director of the Imperial Observatory also have a flash of doubt, and he said in a deep voice:

"If it was True Lord Lianxu, he wouldn't need to use Shattering Void to face the True Dragon of Turbid Water. He could suppress the True Dragon of Turbid Water with just a thought.

But the spatial crack left by the broken void does not seem fake at all.

Perhaps the Zhuoshui Real Dragon was just a disguise, and the Jidu Grand Prince also left some kind of backup plan. After all, you have seen his real Azure Dragon body in Dongting Lake. "

Liu Songyuan's face showed a look of realization and he quickly continued recording.

The Imperial Astronomical Observatory slowly stood up, then looked towards the direction of Dongting Lake and analyzed:

“The True Dragon of Turbid Water was broken, but the spatial crack could not really stop the 300-mile torrent under the authority of the water area. At this time, an external force suddenly intervened in Dongting Lake.

The waters of Dongting Lake collided with the 300-li torrent, forcibly ending the battle."

"The fact that he appeared in Yunmeng Village ten thousand years later is of extraordinary significance in itself.

After that person showed up, the position of the Dragon King of Dongting Lake had already been decided. Maybe he had already made a deal with the Dragon King of Yunmeng ten thousand years ago."

At this point, the Imperial Observatory fixed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Go check immediately to see if there are any related legends among the legends circulating in Yunmeng Village!"

"yes!"

Liu Songyuan immediately agreed, put away the record book and turned to leave, preparing to go to the place where the villagers of Yunmeng Village settled to investigate in person.

The Imperial Observatory was strolling among the ruins, his wandering eyes constantly searching for clues.

When he passed the collapsed Dragon King Temple again, his steps suddenly stopped.

Looking towards the Dragon King Temple, the Imperial Observatory was just stepping into it after a slight hesitation.

The main body of the building with its carved dragons and painted rafters is disappearing, and the statues on the altar are nowhere to be seen either, leaving only a desolate silence.

The space in his hand flashed, and a sky-blue round bead suddenly appeared in the hand of the Imperial Observatory.

Inside the round bead, there is a light mist, evolving into an illusory fairyland.

This is a precious mirage pearl. When he learned from ancient sources that Yunmeng Dragon King was a mirage dragon, he specially took it from the treasury of the Imperial Observatory. Mirage pearls are obtained from a giant clam called mirage in the sea. They are precious items for refining magic tools and setting up magic arrays.

As one of the different kinds of true dragons, there is a saying that the mirage dragon is the offspring of the union of the ancestor dragon and the mirage, and it is not restricted by changes in appearance.

Documents from the Imperial Observatory record that using the Mirage Pearl has a certain probability of entering the Mirage Dragon's dream.

Although the Yunmeng Dragon King had died ten thousand years ago, the director of the Imperial Observatory had still made preparations in advance and tried to use the Mirage Pearl to see if he could find any clues.

The sky-blue mirage bead was sparkling in the hands of Qin Tianjian. The dreamlike scenery inside the bead began to change constantly. Qin Tianjian was walking back and forth in the ruins of the main hall holding the mirage bead.

However, after a round, there was still no result, and everything seemed to be unchanged.

The Imperial Observatory was frowning and was about to take back the mirage pearl, but his eyes suddenly fell on the altar where the statue of the god was originally enshrined.

He stepped slowly onto the altar, and the mirage pearl in the hand of the Imperial Observatory suddenly burst out with a strong light, and the next moment the scene in front of him began to change.

It was a calm lake shrouded in clouds and mist. A god with a dragon head and a human body, dressed in black and gold clothes, was sitting on a small boat, fishing leisurely with a fishing rod in his hand.

Next to the deity with a dragon head and a human body, a figure hidden in the swirling clouds was also holding a fishing rod, fishing quietly.

"Is this a certain period of history from thousands of years ago?"

"The dragon-headed deity is Yunmeng Dragon Lord, but who is the other one?"

The pupils of the Imperial Observatory suddenly contracted, and before he could react, the fishing rod of the god with a dragon head and a human body finally moved.

The calm lake was then stirred up by raging waves, the sky was covered with changing clouds, and it seemed as if a ferocious beast was lurking under the tiny fishing rod.

The small boat kept rising and falling in the wind and waves, but the god with a dragon head and a human body was like a towering mountain that suppressed everything. He just raised his arm slightly, and the entire misty lake trembled in an instant.

A broken golden scroll was fished out of the lake and fell into the hands of a god with a dragon head and a human body.

The dragon-headed god seemed to be laughing heartily and telling something to the figure in the clouds.

A moment later, the figure in the mist also lifted something from the lake, but the lingering mist obscured the thing.

The dragon-headed god let out a long sigh, and as if admitting defeat, he handed the golden scroll he had caught to the figure in the clouds.

The Imperial Observatory instinctively sensed the extraordinaryness of the golden scroll. It stared at the incomplete golden scroll, trying to recognize the words on it.

The next moment, a ray of light suddenly rose above the incomplete golden scroll. The golden light, like a sharp blade, followed the gaze of the director of the Imperial Observatory and slashed towards him. The illusion continued to tremble at this moment.

In the outside world, on the small boat on Dongting Lake, the seed of the rain-calling power in Shen Yuan's blood quietly emerged.

Shen Yuan felt the blood and energy in his body surging as if he had a premonition of something, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Yunmeng Village.

And in the illusion where the director of the Imperial Observatory was, the misty figure slowly turned his head, and a pair of extremely deep eyes met the gaze of the director of the Imperial Observatory in an instant.

At that moment, the Imperial Observatory even saw his own reflection in those eyes.

"Impossible! This is clearly just an illusion from who knows how many years ago, reflected by the Mirage Pearl. How could he have crossed the boundary of time and reality to see me?"

The Imperial Observatory was terrified, and then the mirage pearl in his hand exploded and shattered, and the illusion collapsed and dissipated.

The Imperial Observatory was standing there in a daze. The golden light left by the golden scroll crossed the boundary of illusion and turned into a sword mark that cut through his pupils. Blood slowly flowed out of his eyes.

At this time, Liu Yuansong, who had gone to inquire about the news, hurried back to the Dragon King Temple. Before he even stepped into the main hall, he spoke anxiously:

"Teacher Supervisor, I found out that there is a drama that has been passed down in Yunmeng Village for thousands of years. It tells the story of a banished immortal who entered the Yunmeng Lake and discussed Taoism with the Dragon King in a dream.

The name of the play is - "The Exiled Immortal Asks the Way"! "