Chapter 283: The Hell Built by My Own Hands

"This is."

The eyes of the evil emperor were wide open at this moment, and his face was trembling as he looked at the desolate and hellish scene in front of him.

In the already dim valley, the thick fog obscured the only light, but it did not hinder the sight of the three people present.

Just now they were still wondering why this place was called the Dragon Tomb, but they had never seen a dragon's corpse. Now all the truth is revealed.

In the previous life, Emperor Tian once said that except for the Douluo Continent and the Sun and Moon Continent, other continents on this planet did not form a higher civilization community. This was the case ten thousand years later, and the current situation ten thousand years ago was probably even worse. The humans on the continent might not even have formed a decent soul master system.

People with high levels will be repelled by space and cannot enter. Even if people with low levels can come in, their soul power will be suppressed.

Although the dragon souls along the way did not pose a threat to them, they were completely invincible enemies for the soul masters whose soul power was suppressed, and it was impossible for them to come here.

In other words, the three of them should be the first to arrive at this tomb.

The pale corpses filled every corner of the valley inch by inch. In this quiet and dim place, where there was not even a trace of wind, the king and his subjects were buried here silently.

Sadness spread from the heart to the whole body, and the body was like sinking into the deep sea, the mouth and nose were filled with sea water, and then a strong sense of suffocation emerged.

Even the evil emperor, who did not care about other races, was silent at this moment.

Just looking at the endless skeletons was enough to imagine the tragic situation at that time, and Huo Yuhao, who had experienced the memory of the Ice God and the story of the Shura God, had a deeper understanding.

In his mind, he subconsciously recalled the prosperous scene of the Shenlong Realm in the memory of the Ice God. In just one day, a prosperous race ushered in the end.

"Evil Lord, you rest here, Gu Yuena and I will go down."

Hearing Huo Yuhao's somewhat wooden voice, the evil emperor paused, and then spoke.

".Okay."

Then, under the gaze of the Evil Emperor, the two of them jumped down from the edge, falling freely from a height of nearly a thousand meters. Only at this moment, the sound of the wind could be heard.

When approaching the bottom of the valley, the speed of the two suddenly slowed down, and finally landed next to a skeleton that was about tens of meters away.

Every skeleton here is huge, ranging from tens of meters to hundreds of meters. The one in front of them can be said to be the smallest.

Gu Yuena looked up for a moment, and gently stroked it. The skeleton seemed to sense something, and complex patterns appeared on the pale surface, flickering as if breathing.

This is the remains of a sub-dragon species. It has lost consciousness long ago, and its empty soul has turned into a wandering dragon soul outside the valley.

It responded only out of the instinct of the body.

After a moment, she silently withdrew her hand and walked towards the depths with Huo Yuhao. Then she continued to touch the huge skeletons that covered the sky one by one, and a faint silver halo gradually began to appear on her body.

The skeletons illuminated by the halo seemed to be summoned, and they all lit up with complex patterns. The resentment emanating from the bone marrow seemed to have subsided a lot.

Finally, they stopped.

In front of them was a huge skeleton with a body size of a kilometer. Although there was still a huge gap compared to the sub-dragon ancestor in the Jingyang Mountains, this was already the largest skeleton in the valley.

The skeleton was a deep brown color. The strange thing was that it had no dragon wings, and the thickness of its bones was completely beyond that of ordinary dragons. If its body size was the same as that of the sub-dragon ancestor, its bones might be two or three times the size of the sub-dragon ancestor.

Just by approaching, they felt the heavy breath and the almost crazy anger coming towards them. The surrounding space seemed to have faint distorted lines due to the increase in gravity.

"Mountain Dragon King"

Gu Yuena stared blankly and whispered softly.

"Dragon King?"

Huo Yuhao was a little confused when he heard this.

Is this the Dragon King?

Aren't those with the strength of the God King the Dragon King?

He also recognized the identity of the skeleton in front of him. The color of the skeleton looked similar to that of the Earth Dragon at first glance, but this one was actually a Mountain Dragon. The difference was that the Earth Dragon had the ability to control the earth element.

And the Mountain Dragon had a terrifying physique, strength and defense.

If divided according to the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings, the Earth Dragon belongs to the Silver Dragon King's ability branch, while the Mountain Dragon should belong to the Gold Dragon King's ability branch.

It is conceivable that the strength of the Mountain Dragon is actually much stronger than other attribute dragons.

But no matter how strong it is, in his opinion, the strength of the skeleton in front of him was definitely not at the God King level, otherwise there would be no reason for it to survive in this space.

The remains of the Ice and Fire Dragon King he encountered were buried in an unknown depth underground. The energy that escaped formed a treasure land like the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye. Even if an Extreme Douluo was contaminated by the water in that pool, he would be in trouble.

Not to mention the sub-dragon ancestor who was stronger than the Ice and Fire Dragon King and had the power of destruction. If the other party was not unconscious, and the soul beasts with silver dragon blood sacrificed themselves to build a barrier, it would be hard to say whether the Sun and Moon Continent still had the Jingyang Mountains.

If the person in front of him was the Dragon King, the gravity around him would definitely not be as simple as just increasing several times.

As if knowing Huo Yuhao's doubts, Gu Yuena explained softly.

"The Mountain Dragon Clan is quite special. It is rare in number and extremely large in size. Each Mountain Dragon King will turn into a mountain and continent when it reaches adulthood for the rest of the Dragon Clan to thrive on it. Therefore, in memory of the achievements of his family, the Dragon God once ordered that every mountain dragon king No matter how strong a mountain dragon is, as long as it reaches adulthood, it will be given the title of king and have a high status. The real mountain dragon king is also known as the head of the nine dragon kings. Over time, even the immature mountain dragons will be called mountain dragon kings. ”

Huo Yuhao was stunned when he heard this and nodded silently.

That makes sense.

After all, according to God Shura, the Dragon Kings should know the whole story and would not have such resentment. However, this Mountain Dragon King still exudes strong hatred.

But just when the Mountain Dragon King's skeleton felt Gu Yuena's aura, the lines that seemed to be engraved on the bones suddenly lit up.

A hesitant voice sounded.

"Lord, are you really back?"

The two of them paused for a moment before subconsciously stopping and looking at the brown skeleton in front of them. This should be the only soul with consciousness left in the entire valley.

Gu Yuena first looked at Huo Yuhao, and when she saw him shrugging at her, she responded softly.

"I'm back."

The light emitted by the skeleton was even brighter, and the voice coming from the soul was full of excitement at the moment.

"Congratulations on the return of the Lord!"

"Besides you, is there anyone who still has consciousness?"

"Back to the Lord, I am the only one who still has some consciousness."

The light of the skeleton seemed to dim a bit.

"The one before me also transformed himself into a dragon soul not long ago."

Speaking of which, after a long time, there was a bet between these remains.

Bet on who can successfully wait until the Lord returns with consciousness.

No one had any expectations at first, and even he had almost forgotten about the bet.

Now it seems that he won.

If I had known earlier I would have had a colorful head...

As soon as these words came out, Gu Yuena's expression changed.

"Did you take the initiative to transform into a dragon soul?"

Transforming herself into the kind of remnant soul that only acts on instinct is a blasphemy against life. She never imagined that the always proud Dragon Clan would actively choose to transform.

"Yes, Lord."

The voice was very calm, but it contained unimaginable determination.

"They said they didn't want the Lord to see only a valley full of bones when he came back."

Silence comes quietly.

There is no rest in the grave, no eternal sleep.

In some cases, even the corpses were exposed to the air and eroded by the years, leaving only pale skeletons in the dust.

They said they did not want the Lord to see a barren land when he returned.

So low green plants appeared.

They also said that they did not want the Lord to see an empty sky when he returned.

Then a gorgeous dragon cloud appeared.

They finally said that they did not want any of their people to be waiting here when the Lord returns.

Then let these remaining souls give up their useless self-esteem and contribute the last bit of value.

Let the proud souls wander in this cage-like hell created by their own hands.

Washed and worn away by time.

Until it is beyond recognition.

Until the last trace of consciousness dissipated.

Until it completely turns into a walking zombie in this space.

Even if they create this hell where even their souls will burn out, they are still happy with it.

As a race that is almost extinct, what is there that cannot be given up?

Just keep your instincts.

As long as they retain their instincts, they will not offend the Lord who comes here in the future.

Even their remnants can help the Lord restore his strength.

At this point, they've accomplished everything they wanted to do.

They hope that before the day comes when hell burns out, before the moment comes when space cannot support it, when their king returns, they can see their former people, the clouds in the sky, and the greenery on the ground. Plants, not just bones in a place.

Feeling the soft leaves in his hands trembling slightly, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but tighten his grip a little more.

It wasn't until Gu Yuena relaxed a little that he looked behind the mountain dragon king's skeleton.

Now, even if he wants to do something, he must first resolve his physical condition.

Looking through the cracks in the bones, there is a sunken valley with a diameter of nearly 10,000 meters.

Valley within a valley.

But what attracted him at this moment was not the things in the valley, but the two shadows of gold and silver beside the valley.

The shadow took on a human form and looked very young. It had been kneeling on the edge of the pit for a long time. Even if they came, they would not say a word, just kneeling like this.

Time Dragon King and Space Dragon King?

Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes. Although the two of them were just wisps of remnant souls, he still determined their identities with their vague auras.

He still remembered that God Shura said at that time that the main reason for the catastrophe in the Dragon Realm was that the death of the Dragon God's son caused the Dragon God to go crazy, but the reason why it happened was directly related to the betrayal of the two people in front of him.

He really didn't expect to meet the two of them here, and he couldn't help but feel a little wary.

"Are they...repenting?"

Soon the voice of the Mountain Dragon King rang out, with a slightly surprised tone.

"Has the mistress seen it?"

"?"

Black lines suddenly appeared on Huo Yuhao's face.

What the hell is calling her mistress?

Gu Yuena didn't say anything this time, so why did this guy call her mistress?

In fact, it was mainly because Huo Yuhao was sealed. Without direct contact, he didn't realize that Huo Yuhao's bloodline was more terrifying than Gu Yuena's.

In addition, the intimate performance of the two holding hands all the way just now...

Before Huo Yuhao could speak, he continued to add.

"Those are our two dragon kings of time and space. For countless years, they have been kneeling there for a long time. They don't say why when asked, and they always claim to be sinners of the dragon clan..."

Huo Yuhao nodded and didn't pay attention to the other party. Today was the third day, and the seal on his body had begun to show signs of loosening. Time was running out, and he had to find a solution as soon as possible.

He brought Gu Yuena to the edge of the valley and looked down. He saw a huge ball of colorful light floating in the nearly 1,000-meter deep pit.

The moment he saw that figure, Huo Yuhao felt a strong call rising from his heart.

The blood in his body started to riot wildly, and there was even a faint sign of breaking the seal.

The golden mist in his body seemed to have self-awareness, bursting out with intense light, illuminating Huo Yuhao's body.

"That is... the remnant soul of the Dragon God..."

Huo Yuhao finally found his target and gritted his teeth. After looking at Gu Yuena, he no longer hesitated and jumped down...

...

In a small town in the north of Tiandou City.

A figure covered in a black robe and wearing a mask appeared here.

It was Tang San who was fleeing everywhere because of the Spirit Hall.

After seeing that there were no members of the Spirit Hall patrolling in the city, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You'd better buy some warm clothes next."

The voice of the purple spirit came from his mind, which made Tang San a little confused.

"I'm already a nine-ring now, why don't you let me take revenge?"

At the moment of becoming a Titled Douluo, his heart that wanted revenge was unprecedentedly riotous.

He wanted to kill Qian Daoliu who had captured his father and rescue his father.

And he heard that his uncle Tang Xiao was also there, a Titled Douluo at level 95, and he had been thinking about it for a long time.

"You are not strong enough. Do you think that the so-called Spirit Hall only has one Titled Douluo? Now, listen to me, go buy it, and then go all the way north."

After saying that, Luosha paused and added.

"If you still want to continue to improve your strength."

Hearing this, Tang San's face looked a little ugly, but in the end he didn't say anything and went straight to the clothing store...