Chapter 349: The History of the Dragon Race
This was indeed a sense of superiority that only those from the Human Federation could understand.
In the past two thousand years, the Human Federation had undergone tremendous changes, growing almost every year. Now, it was on the verge of entering a new stage of technological revolution.
On the other hand, the other world.
The entire civilization had existed for countless tens of thousands of years, perhaps hundreds of thousands, or even close to a million years.
But until now, they were actually “unearthing the past.”
Not to mention restoring their peak or reaching greater heights, the entire world had lost its future and was heading towards irreversible destruction.
For those who knew the truth, the choice was obvious.
It was precisely because of this that Shen Xing, Ji Long, and the others never worried that those they brought would betray the Federation and side with the other world.
A complete system was one aspect, but another was that the people of the Federation viewed this world with a sense of superiority.
Shen Xing changed the subject. He looked at Ji Long and asked with a smile, “We can’t dig out any more Heaven Grade Dragon-Type Martial Path Intents?”
“Not exactly,” Ji Long shook his head. “Taiyuan Sect and those other powerful sacred grounds should still have some hidden Martial Path Intent inheritances, but under the current circumstances, they are difficult to obtain. Even if we do, they won’t bring about a qualitative change to your Ten Thousand Dragons Technique.”
“That’s true,” Shen Xing’s expression turned solemn for a moment, seemingly helpless. “I originally thought that the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique had no limits.”
Yes, he felt that he had already touched the “limit” of the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique.
The last four or five Heaven Grade Dragon-Type Martial Path Intents, although successfully integrated into the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique, had brought about almost negligible improvement to its quality.
Not to mention reaching a higher level, the peak of Heaven Grade, it couldn’t even slightly improve within the existing high-grade Heaven Grade level.
Clearly, it had reached some kind of limit.
This was something Shen Xing hadn’t anticipated.
“Is it possible that this is not the limit of the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique, but a sign of realm limitations?” Ji Long suddenly said.
“A sign of realm limitations?” Shen Xing was taken aback.
“Some Martial Path Intents simply don’t exist in lower realm versions,” the discoverer of the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique smiled. “The realm itself represents quality. A Sixth Realm Heaven Grade is difficult to compare with a Seventh Realm Earth Grade. Each realm represents a new level. You think the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique has reached its limit. In my opinion, your realm is no longer keeping up with the quality of the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique. It needs you to forge your own path and determine the changes for the next realm.”
“…” Shen Xing pondered.
He knew that this was just Ji Long’s speculation.
However, as the discoverer of the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique and a Quasi-Great Sage, his understanding of martial arts was definitely above his own.
Therefore.
Perhaps, as Ji Long said, once he stepped into the Seventh Realm, the limitations of the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique would be lifted.
Shen Xing thought for a moment and suddenly smiled.
“No matter what, the next step is the same—to find my own path.”
“Then there’s no better place than the secret realm,” Ji Long also laughed, his face filled with obvious anticipation. “Many people say that my pursuit of the true dragon is because of love, a mad love. This is actually true. When I first felt the dragon’s aura from those dragon-type demon beasts, I was overwhelmed with an unprecedented shock. It’s hard to imagine that there could be a power that seems born to rule everything!”
Shen Xing knew that Ji Long’s fanaticism for the true dragon was, in essence, a fanaticism for martial arts.
The power of Dragon-Type Martial Arts, in his view, was incredibly powerful.
To the extent that for a long time, he regarded the Dragon-Type as his path.
Even though he had never been able to find a true dragon, he still forged his own path.
And now, the true dragon had become a dream, an obsession. This secret realm seemed to be the closest he had ever been to his dream.
“Let’s go,” Shen Xing was also filled with anticipation.
He took Ji Long and, in a flash, they arrived directly within the secret realm.
It was within the barrier sealed by Wenren Caifeng.
Wenren Caifeng’s seal before her “ascension” left no passage, completely sealing off everything.
Only inside, at the entrance to the secret realm’s spatial rift, was a relatively safe space left.
Left for Shen Xing.
In the entire world, perhaps only Shen Xing could silently pass through the barrier with his shuttle and arrive here.
This was his exclusive passage!
“Your ability is really amazing,” Ji Long had been teleported many times before, but each time he felt a sense of wonder.
He was now a Quasi-Great Sage, but he still couldn’t fathom Shen Xing’s power.
He even suspected that this might be the Ninth Realm, which had never existed even in legends and myths.
However, now was not the time to marvel at this.
Shen Xing and he exchanged glances, and he stepped in first.
With the existence of the shuttle, even though his strength was only at the Sixth Realm, it was difficult for any power to threaten his life. At worst, he could just run away.
As soon as he entered, Shen Xing could clearly feel a certain power examining him.
It was a resonance of bloodlines.
A vibration of the Dragon-Type.
Shen Xing involuntarily activated the Ten Thousand Dragons Technique. Scales began to appear on his body, his eyes turned golden-red, and a vast and pure dragon’s might surged from him.
After a while, a voice finally came from the void.
“I didn’t expect that the Great Ruins still had a Dragon Emperor seed like you.”
“Senior, are you the spirit of the secret realm?” Shen Xing narrowed his eyes, his tone polite.
He had already heard from Ji Long that the power within this secret realm was extremely strong, approaching the level of the Eighth Realm.
That is, a Quasi-Great Sage.
Even for him, forcing his way in wouldn’t be easy.
And this secret realm was related to dragons, so he had come to try his luck since his Dragon-Type bloodline was purer and more powerful.
Now it seemed that this was indeed the case.
At least, when Ji Long came before, no one spoke to him.
But in response to Shen Xing’s question, the voice became even more ancient.
“The spirit of the secret realm? I suppose so.”
“…” Shen Xing was a little unsure of what the other party meant. After waiting for a while, he simply said directly, “We are here for the Dragon-Type inheritance. In the outside world today, Dragon-Type inheritances are hard to find.”
“…”
The voice seemed to have disappeared completely, and there was still no reply.
Shen Xing frowned, exchanged a glance with Ji Long, and suddenly took a step forward.
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He had actually already found the entrance.
Although the spatial rift was very narrow, for him, who possessed powerful spatial abilities, it was no problem at all.
This action caused the voice to exclaim in surprise.
“You actually possess such powerful spatial power? You’re only at the Sixth Realm.”
“Wait, don’t be so rough.”
“I’ll just open it. This space is already very fragile.”
“Sigh.”
“…”
With the familiar spatial ripples of teleportation, Shen Xing and Ji Long arrived directly at a resplendent palace.
As soon as they entered, they could feel the rich aura of a true dragon.
Extremely rich.
And of extremely high quality!
Every breath felt like digesting a high-grade, seventh-grade Dragon-Type pill.
Even Shen Xing couldn’t help but show a look of delight.
With such Yuan Qi, even just staying here to cultivate would be of great benefit to him.
You must know, Dragon-Type Yuan Qi could not only be used for cultivation, it was also extremely beneficial for comprehending Dragon-Type Martial Path Intents.
“Sigh,” the voice sighed again. A phantom appeared in front of Shen Xing.
It was a man with an aged appearance, wearing luxurious robes, and even had two protruding dragon horns on his forehead.
Without a doubt, this was the spirit of the secret realm.
“Even stronger than that Taiyuan Sect Master,” Ji Long said from the side, unabashedly sizing up the other party. “And highly bound to this secret realm, equivalent to being able to wield more than ten Eighth-Grade Divine Weapons. If we were to fight openly, I wouldn’t be afraid, but the aftermath might destroy this world.”
“Give it up, junior,” the voice said with a look of helplessness. “I’m just an old man waiting to die here. I have no will to live. My greatest wish is to perish with this world. There’s no need to fight. Whatever you want, whatever you fancy, just take it.”
Shen Xing could indeed sense a strong death wish from this being.
It was a unique characteristic of a powerhouse who had grown weary of life.
It was actually not uncommon among Seventh Realm Sages.
Some ancient Seventh Realm Sages had lived for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years. Their martial path had reached its limit, and their lifespan seemed endless. Alone and without attachments, they gradually lost all desire for life.
Some would step into the spatial turbulence and disappear into the boundless void.
Others would simply choose a place and voluntarily enter eternal sleep.
This one seemed to be the latter.
However, Shen Xing examined the surrounding palace.
In terms of luxury, it could be said to exceed the limits of imagination. This was not referring to the decorations, but to the materials used.
You must know, for even the most powerful inscriptions to last for a long time, they needed a carrier. This often required rare and powerful transcendent materials. The more profound the material, the longer the evolution time required.
Top-tier materials were extremely difficult to find, even for Sages.
Especially materials that could be considered “Eighth-Grade.”
These were the foundation for crafting Eighth-Grade Divine Weapons. Everything that could be scavenged from the entire world had long been taken away by those ascended Great Sages. Even in Liantian Workshop, there were not many, and they were all top-tier treasures.
But here
They were everywhere!
And many were Dragon-Type!
“Divine Wood Crystal, Dragon Emperor Bone, Blazing Sun Divine Stone, is that an Infernal Hell Horn?” Shen Xing casually identified a few that he recognized and couldn’t help but take a slight breath in his heart.
The key was that these incredibly precious, top-tier transcendent materials were not used in the design of the secret realm. They were simply piled up here.
“These were originally part of my Dragon Race’s treasury,” the spirit of the secret realm did not hide anything. “Ten thousand years ago, my Dragon Race clashed with other martial artists and a great war broke out. In the end, we were defeated and fled in a hurry. Many things were not taken away. This old bone of mine didn’t want to leave these things to those people, so I put them all here.”
“So, you were unwilling to let us in?” Shen Xing raised an eyebrow.
“That’s right,” the spirit of the secret realm said unapologetically. “Although you are of the Dragon Race, you are not natural dragons, but specialized martial artists. Although I don’t know why you were able to purify your bloodline to this extent, with the situation outside, you must be under the tutelage of those martial artists—what’s the difference between giving it to you and giving it to those Dragon Race enemies?”
Shen Xing could tell that this being might truly want to die, but he was still extremely proud of his identity as a member of the Dragon Race.
This could actually be seen from the dragon horns on his forehead.
Although Dragon-Type martial artists could indeed transform into divine dragons after cultivating to a certain extent, and revealing dragon horns like this was also possible, no one would do it.
In terms of identity and appearance, both Shen Xing and Ji Long identified more with their human identity.
Although the dragon body was powerful, it was only a martial arts technique.
But this being was clearly not like that.
“What exactly happened ten thousand years ago?” Shen Xing didn’t want to argue, but instead asked, “You fled, but no true dragons have been seen in the entire world.”
Shen Xing was indeed very curious about the Dragon Race.
Not just him, but every sacred ground outside was the same.
After all, this race was indeed powerful and wealthy.
The fact that they could fight against all other martial artists on their own was incredible.
And ten thousand years ago, Dragon-Type martial artists like the Mysterious Dragon Palace, who actively aligned themselves with the Dragon Race, were not few in number. Dragon-Type martial artists were even extremely prevalent at one time, naturally lording it over other martial artists.
“Hehe,” the spirit of the secret realm suddenly chuckled twice, looking at the two with pity, and sighed, “Do you know that this land, the entire world, is about to be destroyed?”
He could already imagine the shock on the faces of these two after this news was revealed.
The vast and seemingly endless world was about to be completely destroyed!
However, after this sentence was spoken, both Shen Xing and Ji Long remained calm.
“Of course, we know,” Shen Xing said directly. “It’s just spatial turbulence. It’s still early. It can last for at least tens of thousands of years.”
“Indeed,” the spirit of the secret realm was taken aback. “With your talent and strength, you must have been accepted by those Great Sages. Hehe, you can naturally hide in a small world and continue to linger on. Of course, you wouldn’t care about the world.”
“Would you care then?” Shen Xing asked sharply.
“Of course,” the spirit of the secret realm sneered, proudly saying, “We, the Dragon Race, oppose the construction of small worlds. That will only accelerate the destruction of this world. We want to save the world! Save this world!”
