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"Now the fun begins. Go ahead, fight to your heart's content. I, Shiyunsheng, will just wait to reap the benefits. Soon, all of your Spiritual Roots will belong to me, and I will ultimately become the greatest of all time," Shiyunsheng sneered before vanishing into the mist.
After Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu entered the Dragon Domain, Zhao Yang glanced back, a look of suspicion crossing his face.
"Brother Zhao Yang, what's wrong?" Liu Rou asked. Her Divine Sense was the second strongest after Zhao Yang's, and she noticed his unusual behavior.
Zhao Yang remained silent, his eyes flickering with Purple Qi as he pierced through the Dragon Domain to gaze at the outside world.
Within his Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, a wisp of black mist appeared faintly and gradually drifted away.
"I can't sense that person's aura; I only saw a silhouette," Zhao Yang finally spoke.
"Are we being followed?" Song Baliang exclaimed in shock. It was terrifying to think that after going through so many obstacles to enter the Dragon Domain, they were still being tracked.
Zhao Yang shook his head. "Even a master in the Tribulation Period couldn't evade my observation with my Divine Sense. However, along the way, I felt someone watching us twice. The first time was on the plank road outside the Wasteland, but I couldn't identify who it was. The second time was just now; a figure in a black robe was outside the waterfall. It's likely that they are a nearby cultivator who happened to come across us; otherwise, they wouldn't have escaped my Divine Sense."
After speaking, Zhao Yang looked apologetically at Long Xiao Wu. "Xiao Wu, it seems the entrance to the Dragon Domain may have been leaked."
Long Xiao Wu shrugged it off. "If even the most complex barrier can't prevent the leak of the Dragon Domain's entrance, then other exits must have been compromised long ago. In fact, there is indeed an entrance from the Demon Realm to the Dragon Domain. However, for safety's sake, I brought everyone in through this route. The entrance I chose has seven layers of seals; if anyone truly comes here, they will find it impossible to return."
Long Xiao Wu reassured everyone. He knew that the High Priest must have visited the Dragon Domain to obtain the Dragon's Saliva Fruit; news of the Dragon Domain had likely already spread. Anger simmered within him; even if news of the Dragon Domain leaked out, it was not hidden from cultivators in the first place to avoid them but rather to prevent unnecessary bloodshed. Though Long Xiao Wu had taken human form for many years and learned much from Zhao Yang, he still retained a deep-seated pride belonging to his dragon lineage—especially that of the Dragon Emperor clan.
"Who goes there!" A thunderous dragon roar echoed out, and immediately afterward, mountains trembled before them as peaks rose from the ground. Dark clouds loomed overhead with an intimidating presence that exuded immense pressure.
Lightning crackled across the clear sky as a dragon claw emerged from the clouds, reaching down toward them on the ground.
"Great-Grandpa, it's me, Xiao Wu! I'm back!" Long Xiao Wu looked up at the sky, revealing a set of pearly white teeth as he laughed heartily.
The dragon claw that had emerged from the clouds suddenly halted, as if it had been frozen in place, and then transformed into a thick cloud of smoke and vanished.
"That little demon is back!" A faint voice echoed in the air.
"Great-Grandpa, wait for me! Look, it's been years since we last met, and you're still so shy!" Long Xiao Wu shouted as he hurried after it.
Zhao Yang and the others followed closely behind, navigating through the steep mountains where the Spirit Energy was palpable.
A hint of excitement appeared on Yuan Shu's face as he said, "These mountains are filled with dragon energy, everywhere you look there are natural formations of feng shui. To put it plainly, there are Dragon Veins underground. If a mortal can bury their ancestor's remains anywhere down below, their descendants will surely not be ordinary. Truly worthy of being called the Dragon Domain!"
At this moment, Zhao Yang replied, "I have never believed in feng shui. The living cannot even protect their descendants; how can the dead do so?"
Yuan Shu chuckled and said, "While feng shui may be considered an esoteric subject, it has been studied since ancient times. The Feng Shui Three Schools have established themselves based on the art of feng shui surveying. It may not greatly affect us cultivators, but it certainly has a significant impact on mortals."
Scholar Xiu added, "What Brother Yuan says does have some merit. My grandfather was skilled in divination and feng shui surveying techniques. However, I truly do not understand it; despite my grandfather teaching me many times, I could never grasp it. Therefore, I cannot discern the truth of feng shui."
Nangong Wuxin sensed something amiss from Zhao Yang and Yuan Shu's conversation. Being naturally astute, he pondered for a moment before saying, "Perhaps."
However, at that moment, Song Baliang interjected, "My junior brother is well-versed in ancient and modern knowledge and possesses extraordinary Divine Sense. Whether it be metaphysics or sciences we have yet to discover, he excels in all areas. Naturally, he has some understanding of feng shui. What he dismisses cannot be trusted. The usefulness of feng shui to mortals is merely due to the formations created by underground Spirit Energy affecting those on the surface. If ancestral remains are buried far away from any significant location, what difference does it make if they are interred within a dragon's lair? Unless the dragon energy revives the remains or soul, it cannot influence descendants in any way. My junior brother is correct; as cultivators, we are far superior to those mortal Taoists. This kind of trivial knowledge is beneath us; Brother Yuan should not become too engrossed in this path but focus on cultivation instead."
Yuan Shu smiled and clasped his fists together as he replied, "It is my ignorance; Brother Song's admonition is indeed wise."
Zhao Yang glanced at Yuan Shu and then at Scholar Xiu beside him before looking over at Song Baliang. Without saying a word, he followed Long Xiao Wu into the Dragon Temple.
Nangong Wuxin wanted to ask Zhao Yang what had happened. He felt a bit worried, but then he recalled that Zhao Yang had recently used his Divine Sense and the power of time multiple times, which could lead to some side effects. It was normal, considering that his Demon Hunting Soul Pursuit Technique, if used endlessly, would also cause significant negative impacts.
"Is Zhao Yang being a bit paranoid?" Yu Qingsnow sensed something was off and thus sent a message to Nangong Wuxin.
"Perhaps he values Xiao Wu too highly, making him overly cautious about the safety of Dragon Domain," Nangong Wuxin replied. "His Divine Sense is incredibly powerful; even at the Nascent Soul Stage, it surpasses that of cultivators in the Tribulation Period. Even if he is the Rebel Son, it shouldn't be this way. I'm afraid he might encounter problems. Senior Sister, you should pay more attention to him. Sometimes I feel he carries too much on his shoulders, and I've always suspected..."
"What is it?" Yu Qingsnow asked.
"I suspect that Zhao Yang may not actually be from the Five Elements Continent," Nangong Wuxin said.
"Could he really be from the Celestial Realm?" Yu Qingsnow inquired.
"No, what I mean is that he might not be from our world at all. Perhaps there are even broader places beyond the Five Elements Continent," Nangong Wuxin shared his speculation.
"That's too far-fetched. If he wanted to say it, he would eventually do so," Yu Qingsnow sighed. He always felt that Zhao Yang was unique, unlike any man in the world, but he couldn't pinpoint what made him different.
Meanwhile, inside the Dragon Temple of the dragon clan, the towering Bronze Pillar was covered in dragon patterns, piercing into the heavens like a gateway to the celestial realm.
A middle-aged man with striking features and an aura of blazing flames sat upon a high throne. His robe moved without wind, resembling swaying aquatic plants or burning wildfires, exuding an imposing yet enchanting presence.
"Xiao Wu." The middle-aged man opened his eyes, and with just a gentle utterance, everyone felt their hearts tremble!
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