Chapter 2450 The Dragon Clan and the Kingdom of Huaxu (2)

"Is this the dragon's territory?"

Yang Xinxin asked in a low voice, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and curiosity.

“Yes,” Guan Longyue replied, her eyes filled with awe.

"This other-dimensional space hides not only the civilization of the dragon race, but also an indescribable ancient power. Outsiders can never enter without the guidance of the dragon race."

Hei Longyuan remained silent, only nodding slightly, as if everything was under his control.

His body passed through that invisible spatial barrier, carrying Zhang Yi and his group across that invisible barrier.

As they passed through that spatial barrier, the sight before them was breathtaking.

The deep darkness transformed into a dazzling brilliance, as if we had entered another world.

The scene here was completely beyond Zhang Yi's imagination.

This space is a wonderful blend of ancient and modern landscapes, where vast mountains and primeval forests intertwine, and deep canyons and clear lakes complement each other perfectly.

High-tech buildings and spaceships stand on this land, presenting a perfect integration with the natural environment.

Ancient myths and futuristic technology coexist, as if two different dimensions have intersected, giving this place a mysterious and powerful aura.

"This is the world of dragons."

Yuan Jing's voice was deep and solemn, "A world that transcends time and space. Only under the guidance of the Dragon Clan can beings from the outside world set foot here."

Zhang Yi stared intently at this world, his heart filled with awe.

He had never seen such a magnificent sight before; everything before him seemed to shatter his understanding of the world.

This is not just a distant civilization, but more like an existence that stands in opposition to the rules of the universe, at the edge of time.

"This is so amazing! The last place that gave me this feeling was the Heavenly Palace of the Yihen Clan!"

Yang Xinxin said softly, her eyes sparkling.

She had never imagined that the dragon's territory would be so magnificent, even more mysterious than any legendary place.

"This place is truly extraordinary."

Zhang Yi sighed, his gaze following Yuan Jing's direction to the towering buildings in the distance.

There seemed to be endless wisdom and power hidden there, as if every brick contained endless secrets.

As they continued onward, the space before them suddenly began to distort strangely, and amidst the overlapping of light and shadow, a figure suddenly emerged from the void.

The man was dressed in a white robe. He was not tall, only about 1.6 meters, with deep eyes and long silver hair that reached down to his bare ankles, like silver moonlight shining on a lake. His expression was cold and indifferent.

An old acquaintance.

Bai Longzi, Yuanmo.

Yuanmo stood there, like a god stepping out of a dream, his aura perfectly matching the solemn majesty of the dragon race.

He didn't greet them, but just quietly looked at Zhang Yi and the others, his eyes filled with an unfathomable mystery, but his handsome but sullen face remained as indifferent as ever.

Zhang Yi stepped forward and greeted him with a cupped hand: "Lord Bailong, it's been a long time!"

Yuan Mo did not respond immediately, but merely glanced coldly at the three of them.

However, when that gaze fell on Zhang Yi, it changed slightly.

This human... has grown up so fast?

Bai Longzi was somewhat shocked.

The last time I saw Zhang Yi, he was just an insignificant being with an ability index of over 20,000.

But now...

His eyes flickered for a moment, but he quickly concealed it.

"Our ancestors knew you would come."

He spoke slowly, his voice seeming to come from ancient times.

"Let me pick you up."

Zhang Yi was shocked. It turned out that the ancestors of the Dragon Clan already knew about their arrival.

That means the dragons had already foreseen their fate and its arrival.

Zhang Yi felt that this was not just a simple meeting, but a meeting of destinies.

"Please lead the way, sir."

Zhang Yi nodded in response. He didn't say anything more. After all, when facing an ancient being with a higher civilization and seemingly more powerful precognitive abilities, any extra words seemed pale and powerless.

After all, even people like Gao Changkong and Di Shitian can predict the future.

It's hard to imagine what level time-manipulation ability users in legendary advanced civilizations could achieve.

Yuan Mo nodded slightly, turned around and led the way, with Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin following closely behind, while Guan Longyue silently stayed by their side.

The four of them traversed through forests and mountains, venturing into the deeper dragon territory.

With each step Zhang Yi took, he could feel the endless mysterious power, as if every inch of this land was permeated with an ancient aura.

After traversing winding roads, they finally arrived deep within a majestic mountain range.

There stands a majestic mountain peak that soars into the clouds and whose top is nowhere to be seen.

On the mountain peak, there are many strangely shaped, massive palace-like buildings that resemble ancient architecture from the Huaxu Kingdom, but are clearly more technologically advanced.

The building is magnificent, with ancient runes adorning every inch of the walls, radiating a mysterious glow.

They seem to span millions of years of history, engraving the legends and glory of the dragon race.

"This is the sacred mountain of the dragon race."

Yuan Mo stood at the foot of the distant mountain, his voice deep and dignified, "Here, you will meet the patriarch of the Dragon Clan."

Zhang Yi felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that the true significance of this trip had begun.

Facing the Dragon Clan Chief was not just an opportunity to meet him, but a choice that would determine their future destinies.

The group stopped using their abilities and instead moved forward steadily.

The enormous sacred mountain ahead was taller than any mountain range on Earth.

The mountaintop was shrouded in thick white fog, as if the boundary between heaven and earth had been blurred by the mist.

The surroundings were eerily quiet; the only sound was the gentle rustling of the wind through the mountains.

As they continued on their journey, Zhang Yi felt the air becoming increasingly fresh, as if every breath was filled with the power of nature.

The mountains gradually became steeper, and finally they came to a huge cave entrance.

The cave entrance resembles a natural carving, with ancient runes covering the surrounding rocks, shimmering faintly.

Yuan Mo stopped and gestured to Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin, indicating that they should enter.

"The temple of our dragon race is just ahead."

Yuan Mo's voice was deep and carried a mysterious majesty. "You are about to meet our ancestor."

A warm aura emanated from the depths of the cave, a power unique to the dragon race, as if every inch of air contained a powerful life force.

As they slowly entered the cave, the scene inside gradually came into view.

Zhang Yi, Yang Xinxin, and Guan Longyue entered an extremely spacious underground world.

Before me lay a naturally formed hot spring pool, its clear water rippling and radiating a soft glow.

A thick white mist rose up, and the humidity in the air was very high. Fortunately, Zhang Yi and the others were wearing combat uniforms; otherwise, they would have found the environment very uncomfortable.

However, considering that dragons are reptiles, it is understandable that they prefer this warm and humid environment.