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The noise in the palace drowned out the voices of Shyvana and Poppy, but the Black Dragon King, being a world-class powerhouse, heard them clearly.
"He is indeed still here..." The Black Dragon King pondered, his dragon eyes revealing a serious expression as he waved his claw to dismiss the guards.
World-class powerhouses possess long lives, and with the bloodline of dragons, the secrets known to the Black Dragon King far exceed those of ordinary beings. Yet, even so, there are certain matters he had encountered in the past that he could never confirm, such as the name Agu An.
The two continental wars of the new era acted like a straight cutting line, completely erasing records related to the old times. Only Agu An, a name even older than the old era, managed to survive. Was it a memory held by the human empire? No, even the noblest of wills can be drowned in the passage of time; the unique possibility is that Agu An never left.
This hypothesis was chilling upon further reflection. After all, the new era has already lasted nearly a thousand years, not to mention the tens of thousands of years of history from the old era. If Agu An could survive, then his life undoubtedly reached a terrifying realm...
The Black Dragon King did not question Poppy's conclusion because he had long regarded her as an equal being.
The healing Black Dragon Guards hesitated for a moment but ultimately took their leave.
"Hey, old dragon!" At this moment, Shyvana looked over. "What is that power? Why have I never seen it before?"
Although it had not been long, Godeas's power system had already been fully deciphered by Poppy, and Shyvana's crimson vertical pupils were filled with confusion.
The Black Dragon King knew what she was referring to and spoke in human language: "It is Void Power."
Poppy's gaze gradually became serious; during the decoding process, only the aspect of the Void remained an area she had yet to conquer.
"Uh... sounds familiar." Shyvana's eyes lit up as she asked, "Is it what you mentioned last time—Dead Man's Gorge?"
"Yes, Dead Man's Gorge is a type of Lost Land. It is a relic abandoned to the Void in ancient times." The Black Dragon King nodded and then expressed some confusion. "But weren't you uninterested?"
Shyvana and Poppy exchanged a glance.
"Now you're interested."
In the blink of an eye, the world regained its clarity.
Garen looked at the chaotic ground, littered with flying sand and broken branches, fully aware that what had just occurred was no illusion.
Yet, the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became. If the Gray Cloud Layer was indeed the "disaster" that Kiran referred to, then it shouldn't have been so easily repelled. Even a coalition of world-class powerhouses wouldn't have managed it so quickly...
Moreover, the fact that they had utterly defeated Rebia in just five minutes spoke volumes about their terrifying strength.
Could it really be otherwise?
Garen stroked his chin in contemplation.
At that moment, the Seventh Ancestor returned to Starsea Island, his purple robe tattered and covered in gruesome and terrifying wounds, a stark contrast to the gentlemanly elder he had been before.
"Progenitor!" The blood clan members bowed in respect, a mix of admiration for the Progenitor and relief at having survived.
However, in response to their gestures of respect, Rebia remained indifferent, keeping her gaze fixed on the sky as she slowly narrowed her eyes.
Garen followed the direction of the gaze and saw that in the clear blue sky, there was not a single cloud. The mysterious sight from earlier had completely vanished, and if one looked closely, there were only a few scattered black dots in the extremely distant horizon.
This was not difficult to understand; perhaps some world-class powerhouses had yet to leave, or it could be remnants from the fierce battle just fought.
"Somaroth," Rebia suddenly spoke.
In the crowd, Somaroth hurried over. "What does Progenitor need?"
"Take everyone here away immediately," Rebia continued to gaze at the sky. After a moment of silence, she added, "Your time is running out."
"What?" Somaroth's face was filled with confusion.
"The Lost Land is about to descend early," Rebia said lightly, as if discussing a trivial matter.
"The Lost Land?!" Somaroth's expression changed drastically, panic evident in his voice. "Is it... is it Dead Man's Gorge?"
"No, it's at a higher level than Dead Man's Gorge," Rebia shook her head and said, "If I am not mistaken, it should be Immortal City."
Immortal City!
Even after countless shocks today, upon hearing this name, Somaroth collapsed to the ground, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. There were many types of Lost Lands; even those higher than Dead Man's Gorge had numerous variations. Moreover, some ruins had not descended for a long time and had gradually been forgotten. However, Somaroth was no stranger to Immortal City!
The reason was simple...
Immortal City was the Sanctuary of the Blood Clan!
To be more precise, it was the early days of the New Era's Bloodline Sanctuary, constructed under the orders of the Sixth Ancestor, Lord Berfant. It concealed a wealth of secrets about the bloodline and countless lost powers.
It was precisely because he was well-informed that Somaroth understood the terrifying nature of Immortal City even more clearly.
Unless a world-class powerhouse intervened personally, very few among the current forces on the continent could complete the trials within and emerge alive!
"Where will Immortal City descend?" Somaroth asked, wiping the sweat from his brow, his heart racing.
"On this island."
Somaroth's pupils gradually dilated, and he shouted towards the stands, "Evacuate immediately! Everyone, leave the island!"
The blood clan members were thrown into chaos. Although they didn't understand why, seeing Somaroth in such a state clearly indicated that something bad was about to happen. They hurriedly got to their feet, while the Blood Warriors began to evacuate the nearby civilians.
To the south of Starsea Island lay the bridge connecting to Starsea City; they had to reach it before Immortal City descended. Somaroth's hands trembled in his sleeves; he knew that once Immortal City arrived, everything on this island would be left behind forever!
The Seventh Ancestor slowly turned around, his gaze lingering on Garen for a moment before his figure vanished.
From the look in his eyes, Garen sensed a hint of hesitation; at least until the incident with Immortal City concluded, he would not take action against Garen.
Garen did not linger. He returned to the stands and exchanged glances with Su Ye before leaving the Gladiatorial Arena.
Gradually, a powerful wind began to sweep across the island...
Reaching the edge of the bridge felt like true safety at last, but many blood clan members still remained on the island. The Blood Warriors were all mobilized, methodically evacuating the crowd. Garen stood beneath the bridge and glanced back, only to be stunned.
Above the island, multiple areas of space twisted and deformed, releasing a multitude of fragments of various shapes. They densely clustered together, forming the spire of a tall tower, ancient-style palace buildings, unknown giant trees, and mountains and rivers...
In just a brief moment, more than half of the Magnificent City was pieced together!
At the same time, an invisible force emanated, drawing in all the flora, buildings, and even the vampires from the island, accompanied by various cries and shouts echoing in the air.
Garen glanced at his side and saw Su Ye with a serious expression, shock evident in his eyes.
As the master of the Solomon Clan, Su Ye undoubtedly recognized Immortal City and perhaps knew many secrets that ordinary people were unaware of.
But none of that mattered now. Although Garen had witnessed many incredible things in just half a day, this journey to Starsea City was coming to a true conclusion. At least until they headed to Dead Man's Gorge, there would be no more trivial matters.
Moreover, that Gray Cloud Layer had always puzzled Garen. He planned to search ancient texts upon returning to try to find related events.
Just as Garen let out a sigh of relief!
Tastandin, at the front of the group, suddenly sprang into action, rushing behind Garen and grabbing Han Yun...
With both person and weapon,
He threw them into the island!
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