bookandnovel Chapter 41 Dragon Tomb, Absorbing the Dragon God Core
Chapter 41 Dragon Tomb, Absorbing the Dragon God Core
As they delve deeper, the dragon souls grow stronger and stronger, and some even begin to possess powerful dragon souls with partial true dragon forms.
But Tang Yu's strength is also growing rapidly.
Through the tempering of ice and fire, the refining of dragon clouds, and the nourishment of the dragon soul, coupled with the operation of the "Dragon God Technique" and the feedback from the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Pill, his body has become incredibly powerful.
Faced with these powerful true dragon souls, he still chose to overcome skill with brute force. The Golden Haotian Hammer occasionally flashed, and with its unparalleled strength, it crushed and absorbed one dragon soul after another.
Finally, he crossed a towering ridge, and the sight before him took his breath away.
It was a huge, bottomless canyon, or rather, a region sunken into the heart of the earth.
In the valley, they were densely packed, piled up like mountains!
It's dragon bone!
Countless dragon skeletons of all sizes and shapes covered the entire valley floor, stretching to the horizon.
Some bones are as white as jade, some are as dull as withered stone, and some even shimmer with a faint elemental luster.
They maintained their final postures from life: some roared to the sky, some curled up and wailed, some huddled together... together forming an incomparably tragic and desolate scene.
Just standing on the edge, the overwhelming aura that gathers the sorrow and resentment of the fallen dragons is enough to shake the mind and soul of any living being.
Dragon Tomb!
Tang Yu's heart pounded violently, not from fear, but from a strong resonance and endless grief emanating from the depths of his blood.
The Golden Dragon King's Dragon Core in his dantian erupted with unprecedented heat and light, and a primal desire and sense of responsibility arose spontaneously.
He walked down the high slope step by step, stepping into this land where ten thousand dragons slumber.
The soil beneath their feet seemed to be soaked with dragon blood and the sorrow of the dragon race.
He reached out and gently touched a relatively small fire dragon skeleton beside him.
"Buzz—"
His bones trembled slightly, and a burning yet sorrowful thought entered Tang Yu's mind.
Blurred images flash by: an enemy that blots out the sky, a divine light that destroys the world, the cries of comrades, an indomitable roar, and finally, the passing of life and endless darkness...
"Rest in peace..." Tang Yu whispered, his voice carrying a gentleness and heaviness he himself was unaware of. "I'm here."
As if hearing his words, starting from the dragon bone he touched, a faint emotional fluctuation, filled with relief and anticipation, spread quietly like ripples in the silent dragon tomb.
Tang Yu took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the very center of the Dragon Tomb.
There, he sensed an aura that surpassed all dragon bones and dragon souls—a supreme yet fragmented and vast aura.
That aura was of the same origin as the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Core within his body, yet it was even more ancient and magnificent.
"Dragon God... Core."
Without further hesitation, he strode forward, stepping along the edge of countless dragon bones, toward the center of the dragon tomb, toward the source of the call.
This time, no dragon soul appeared to block his way, and all the dragon bones remained silent, as if making way for him, or as if watching silently.
As they approached, the scene at the center of the dragon tomb gradually became clearer.
It was a relatively open area with a circular depression in the ground.
The recessed center is not a physical object, but a slowly rotating, ever-changing, seven-colored halo.
At the core of the halo, a fragmented, heart-like crystalline phantom is faintly visible, radiating an aura that commands all things to submit, yet also exudes a fragile fragility on the verge of dissipation.
After the fall of the Dragon God, the remaining core fragments merged with the last collective will of the Dragon Clan!
Just as Tang Yu stepped into this central area, only a hundred meters away from the seven-colored halo, another unexpected change occurred!
The seven-colored halo suddenly fluctuated violently, and the crystalline phantom at its core shone brightly.
At the same time, the Golden Dragon King Core in Tang Yu's dantian burst out of his body uncontrollably, hovering above his head, and also bursting out with dazzling golden light!
Two beams of light, one golden and one multicolored, shone brightly in the air, creating a powerful resonance.
Within the Dragon Tomb, all the dragon bones emitted a low hum simultaneously, and the phantoms of countless dragon souls faintly appeared in the sky above the valley. They no longer wailed, but instead uttered a strange chant that mixed expectation and prayer.
"Return...return...the complete...legacy..."
A vague thought resonated deep within Tang Yu's soul.
The next moment, the seven-colored halo transformed into a torrent, rushing towards Tang Yu, or more precisely, towards the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Core above his head!
There was no resistance, no test.
This is the dragon race's last will and testament, a complete entrustment to its successor.
The seven-colored torrent instantly engulfed Tang Yu and the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Pill.
A vast amount of energy and information, like a sea of stars, surged wildly into his body and soul.
This time, it's no longer a gentle tempering, but a primal fusion and impact!
"Well--!"
Tang Yu groaned, feeling as if his soul was being torn apart and then reassembled. Every cell in his body was both rejoicing and enduring the ultimate burden.
The fragments of the Dragon God's core contain not only power, but also incomplete Dragon God laws, fragments of the dragon race's inherited memories, and scattered scenes of the ancient divine war that nearly wiped out the dragon race...
As the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Pill was infused with seven-colored energy, it emitted a joyful dragon roar. The last few fine cracks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dull surface became radiant, as if it were reborn.
It is no longer just an energy core, but has become a bridge connecting Tang Yu and the legacy of the Dragon God, an embryo of a divine artifact containing infinite possibilities.
Under the impact of this vast energy, Tang Yu's soul power shattered the "barrier" set up by the dragon pill.
His soul power level began to soar, level eleven, level twelve, level thirteen... unstoppable!
At the same time, his martial spirit, the Golden Haotian Hammer, automatically appeared. The dragon pattern on the hammer body was fully activated, transforming into a majestic little golden dragon coiling around the hammer handle. The hammerhead shone with a restrained light, yet it was as heavy as a mountain.
However, the biggest changes were not in soul power and martial soul.
As the seven-colored halo fully merged and the Golden Dragon King's Dragon Pill's light receded and sank back into Tang Yu's dantian, an indescribable enlightenment surged into Tang Yu's heart.
He felt a profound connection with this Dragon Valley, with the thousands of dragon bones, and with the flowing history of the dragon race—a connection that was both blood-related and soul-bound.
With the approval of Dragon Valley and the fusion of the core fragments of the Dragon God, he, Tang Yu, officially became the inheritor of the Dragon Clan's legacy in this world, shouldering this heavy yet glorious mission.
As the light faded, Tang Yu knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat, but his eyes shone with a golden light, filled with power and... responsibility.
He slowly stood up and looked around at the endless dragon bones.
Having absorbed the core fragments of the Dragon God, he could more clearly feel the lingering resentment and obsession within each skeleton. They could not rest in peace because they were left exposed here, because of the glorious fall of their race.
A thought naturally and firmly took root in his heart.
"May you rest in peace in the earth, and may your soul return to the land." Tang Yu's voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly in the silent Dragon Tomb.
"Since I have received your legacy and inherited the bloodline of the dragon race, I should do this."