"The Xuanwu Armor is the supreme artifact of our demon clan. Of course it is with the Demon Emperor!"
"With it, even if the Demon Emperor is defeated, he will never die! That's why she was only sealed back then instead of dying."
"As for whether there are other artifacts in this secret realm, it's hard to say. Although this place was also one of the battlefields back then, it already existed before the war."
"And the confrontation between the Demon King and the three powerful men here only lasted a moment, and their battlefield moved very quickly."
"Unfortunately, I fell here during this process!" Zhulong laughed at himself: "It is only possible to survive today because of the talent of our Zhulong clan in soul control."
"You see, with my attainments in the soul, it is very difficult for me to survive until now. Even describing it as lingering is not an exaggeration at all."
"Other old monsters from the same period as me are probably dead."
"Not to mention the distant ones, I haven't seen the guy next door for a long time. Maybe he has fallen asleep again to protect himself?"
"So you are basically safe in this secret realm as long as you don't encounter weird spiritual monsters with an almost infinite lifespan."
"The old monster is sleeping. As for those scattered little monsters... I believe you can handle them," Zhulong said.
In any case, his words can be regarded as answering Dewey's questions and giving us a reassurance.
Although the secret realm is large, it has begun to decay.
Time and space last forever, but they also begin to change.
It is not always possible to encounter monsters like Zhulong, and even if you encounter them, they may not be awakened, and even if they are awakened, they may not be as powerful as Zhulong!
"Thank you, Lord Zhulong, I understand!" Dewey thanked him, the light of hope rekindled in his eyes.
Obviously, as long as Zhulong doesn't say for sure that there is no artifact here, then everything is still possible.
"Let's adjust where we are and set off after a while!" Dewey said, "I hope everyone can have their own gains!"
At this time, I also put the candle dragon away again and went to the soul ring to warm it up.
After this period of contact, I have discovered that Zhulong’s soul is lacking!
Although he looks very strong and his combat power is terrifying enough, after all, he has fallen for many years. In the process, it was only the innate magical power of the Zhulong clan that prevented him from being completely destroyed and gradually woke up.
But his soul is severely damaged. If he hadn't met us this time, I believe he wouldn't have been able to hold on much longer.
Dewey's wine accidentally awakened him, but also started the countdown to his life in advance.
That battle was just the final glory of a flashback.
In the end, because we were worried that there was still a wave of people exploring this secret territory, we didn’t rest long before setting off again.
Now that we know the direction, everything is easy to say.
However, the closer I get to that territory, the more goosebumps I get all over my body.
There seems to be an invisible force that is constantly influencing us, and even as monks we can hardly resist it.
In addition, there is the omnipresent strange yin and yang energy, which clings to our skin and tries to penetrate into the body from every pore, causing serious discomfort.
The singing resounded throughout the entire plateau, possessing special penetrating power. Even if we plugged our ears and activated our protective energy, it was still difficult to resist.
If it weren't for these unpleasant atmospheres and sounds that linger all the time, to be honest, this place would be really beautiful.
The green grass stretches as far as the eye can see, giving people the urge to gallop forward.
As far as the eye can see, everything is filled with peace, and it is simply a paradise-like scene.
However, when we actually walk on it, every step gives rise to a feeling of great terror, and we always feel that something unimaginable will happen if we step on it the next time.
This feeling accompanied us all the way, and became more obvious the closer we got to the center of the plateau, making our minds tense at all times in order to cope with crises that might arise at any time.
However, strangely enough, apart from being nervous, I did not encounter any danger along the way.
Not even one or two sporadic attacks!
However, this situation is obviously abnormal. The more so, the stronger our sense of vigilance becomes.
And this vigilance and discomfort reached its limit as we gradually approached the center of the plateau!
Visible to the naked eye, there is a small hill standing on the grassland in front, with more green grass on it. The source of all discomfort comes from here.
That kind of yin and yang strange energy turns into wind, clouds, and rain. It slowly rises from this center and continues to move around, eventually affecting the entire plateau.
"I didn't expect that you have been dead for so many years!" Suddenly, Zhulong's tall shadow appeared next to us again.
Just now, after approaching the center of the plateau and feeling strong danger, I communicated with him.
However, Zhulong said that some things must be seen in person to judge.
But what I never expected was that Zhulong would actually say such a sentence after appearing.
"Dead?" Dewey frowned and looked at the mountain in front of him, his face full of disbelief.
"Then should we continue to move forward? I really want to see what it looks like!" Xiang said to himself yesterday, and then subconsciously took a step forward.
"Be careful! Retreat quickly!" At this moment, Zhulong suddenly shouted sternly: "Be careful!"
Then I felt a huge and almost solid spiritual power burst out of him, wrapping the four of us and quickly retreating.
Just as we were leaving, we saw that the originally peaceful hill suddenly trembled violently, then exploded, and a huge mushroom cloud emerged from the crack at high speed.
Then a completely irresistible hurricane roared out, forming a circular shock wave visible to the naked eye, raging continuously in all directions.
We are naturally within the scope of this shock wave, but it is not yet to the point where it is difficult to withstand it.
Especially after being reminded by Zhulong at the beginning and being "moved" by him to a slightly safer area in time, everyone was already prepared, so the impact was not big.
However, unfortunately, due to the forcible explosion of the candle dragon, its potential was burned too much, and the huge phantom collapsed directly in the process of carrying us backwards.
I could sense that his consciousness had fallen into a deep sleep, and he was slowly recovering from his injured body under the pyramid.
Despite all these changes, our attention has always been on the mushroom cloud as high as the sky.
"Mother/cannon attack..." These were the last words Zhulong said in my mind before he fell into a deep sleep. They were also the name of the mushroom cloud in front of me! (To be continued)