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You Huan didn't know that this bone dragon had been quietly observing the outside world for quite some time before "awakening".

The bone dragon's instantaneous displacement was so sudden that he did not notice any signs of it.

It was as if the bone dragon was supposed to be in its current position and there were no injuries on its body.

All the efforts just now seemed to be in vain.

This unusual situation seems to be related to a glowing object inside the bone dragon's chest...

His gaze fell on the ribs of the bone dragon. As he watched, a mysterious light once again flowed for a moment within the chest cavity surrounded by bones.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The tomb robbers who were anxiously discussing whether to escape or stay where they were, the White King with his dragon wings spread out, and No. 2, along with the dragon breath around him, were all frozen in place.

You Huan's thoughts also stopped in an instant.

In this frozen moment, the bone dragon can move freely.

The skeleton of four pairs of dragon wings, plus two pairs of limbs in front and back, grabbed the various protruding corners of the dragon tomb like some kind of twelve-limbed insect, and led it to slowly walk over.

In its ribs, the strange light changed shape as it made sounds:

"These two guys are really good. They made me use my [True Spirit] which I haven't used for a long time... Wait, these two——"

It was unknown what unusual situation it noticed. Just as it was about to check further, a crackling sound came from the body of the solidified White King.

It was as if invisible constraints were peeling off it, and as if the solidified time and space around it were broken by it.

Its lapis lazuli eyes regained their luster, and platinum spots of light suddenly shone on its pupils.

It suddenly turned its huge body, and pairs of angel-like wings fell down, and the sharp-edged scales hooked the bone dragon firmly.

Seizing the target within reach, it opened its dragon mouth, and clear blue, platinum and white light roared out, hitting the bone dragon's head at close range!

The blazing plasma instantly washed over and submerged the pure white skeleton, and the bones were engulfed in flames layer by layer.

The dim light in the bone dragon's eye sockets was instantly suppressed, and its entire head was immersed in a torrent of clear light!

But the most deadly attack comes from the spiritual level——

At this moment, the bone dragon seemed to see all the things that had emerged in the heavens and myriad worlds throughout the ages. A huge amount of information, so huge that it could no longer see its specific appearance, flowed into its mind.

Scene after scene flashed before it, and each scene seemed to be understandable at first glance, but if you look closely, every thought-to-be-ordinary thing is made up of smaller, incomprehensible things that transcend the boundaries of reason.

Its consciousness suddenly seemed to fall into a tunnel. The surrounding scene quickly blurred, and in front of it, it seemed that something was getting closer and closer.

No, don't be fooled! These are just [mysteries]!

It is a dragon that has already obtained the [True Spirit], how could it not understand the mysteries displayed by a mere junior? !

Its reason roared, reminding itself.

But it still "watched" itself falling down to the bottom.

It's deep and dark here, but it doesn't make people feel scared. Instead, it's comfortable and warm.

It's like floating in the early days of the world, flowing in a chaotic world where clarity and turbidity are not yet clearly distinguished.

Is this really...

...How could the [mystery] displayed by a junior touch upon such an ancient and profound history?

The bone dragon was gradually coming to its senses from the information shock just now. It felt the chaos enveloping it and immediately wanted to break free from the scene brought about by this information shock.

No matter what, although it is commendable that a mere junior could break free from the solidification created by its [True Spirit], it is not enough to trap it.

Just as it was about to leave, something slowly emerged from the depths in front of it.

It was a dark and gloomy shape, swaying out from the depths of chaos.

When He appeared, the unclear things around Him suddenly separated into five parts, and transformed into various things familiar to later generations, with beasts roaring and birds singing.

A breeze blew gently, and the bone dragon suddenly found itself on a familiar grassland.

The half-meter-long green grass brushed against dragon scales like soft hair. The bright sunlight penetrated the majestic clouds, and the grassland lit up like a green sea in an instant.

This is... the scene of [Star Island] back then.

The dragons roamed freely on this magnificent grassland, and the young dragons rolled around in a ball while playing on the soft grass.

At that time, everything had not happened yet. It remembered that it was lying beside it with a smile, watching the younger generation stammering to please its beloved female dragon, and watching the newborn dragon bend down and curiously blow at a butterfly on the tip of the grass.

It was obviously a fake scene, but it just couldn't get enough of it.

But the next moment the scene changed suddenly, the grassland withered, and dragon corpses fell to the ground like a meteor shower.

It looked up and saw something stretching across the sky. It was the supreme power that protected the dream city and was the core element that enabled the city to ascend to a higher world.

It is the power that can create the future. It can open up a path from chaos and darkness and turn the impossible into possible. It is the most important treasure in the city.

But the invaders also brought treasures of equal magnitude.

Their treasure is the source of all things, the driving force rooted in life, and the power that drives reality and fantasy, past and future.

The collision of two similar forces caused the whole world to shake violently, and the earth cracked into pieces, like a fish that had been stranded on the shore for a long time.

The world is being destroyed, and it is well aware of this. Even though it possessed the power of the True Spirit realm at its peak and was regarded as a "God" in many worlds, it could not stop this.

Because the strength and background of the invaders are beyond the expectations of Dream City.

This is a game of trump card competition. As a newly promoted high-level world, Dream City's trump card is obviously no match for the most ancient and mysterious world in the heavens.

The world cracked and fell, and it died with it, its flesh and blood stripped away, leaving only an empty skeleton.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The true spirit was still beating in its chest, but it had already lost its vitality, and its power was only dissipating continuously.

Otherwise, it would have been able to use its [True Spirit] at the top to easily deal with the few juniors who broke into the Dragon Tomb.

With emotion in its heart, it did not forget its original purpose - it had to leave here.

But at this moment, all the doomsday scenes around it suddenly disappeared, replaced by a mass of warm and soft dark matter, like a lotus, like a cradle, swaying at its feet.

"It's you...?" The bone dragon asked subconsciously.

A series of soft laughter came from the darkness, and a gentle female voice spoke as if it was surrounding it:

"It's 'me'. I didn't expect to meet you, Xiaolong from Dream City. It's been a long time since we last met. How did you get yourself into this state? You look so ugly."

Could it really be 'that person'...

But how could He exist in the [mystery] of a junior?

As if seeing the bone dragon's inner hesitation and confusion, melodious piano music came from behind.

When the bone dragon heard the lively music with a hint of inexplicable sadness, he felt a chill all over his body. He thought of another being who was in the same [True Spirit] realm as himself in the past, and turned around in disbelief.

——A golden ribbon covered its eyes, preventing it from seeing the scene before it.

The cheerful music became louder, and it heard another sad melody being played by the flute and violin amid the piano.

The life revered by all the heavens and worlds as "Mother" whispered in its ear: "I am not the only one. If I want, I can call more people over."

As soon as the words fell, the bone dragon's body became empty, as if it had fallen into an extremely empty and void universe.

It was as if there was something else standing in this universe, right beside it, holding a scepter passed down countless centuries ago, looking down at it with a smile.

For a moment, it couldn't be sure who was here, in its mind.

Or it subconsciously doesn't want to think about it.

There are also differences in superiority and inferiority among [true spirits].

If it in its heyday was a young beast that had just carved out its own territory in the primeval forest, then some great beings are like giant trees that have existed in the forest since time immemorial.

No matter how time passes in the outside world, survival of the fittest, the rise and fall of some, they are still there.

Even though it was ancient and powerful enough compared to most creatures in the world, it couldn't help but feel the most primitive fear at this moment.

The surrounding scenes and feelings suddenly disappeared, leaving only the "Mother". Her soft dark tentacles wrapped around the bone dragon, rocking slightly, like a cradle.

He whispered softly,

"If I were you, I would give everything I have to the dragon that killed you instead of clinging to a 'prophecy'. What do you think, little one?"

The next moment, the darkness suddenly faded.

The dim light in the bone dragon's eyes lit up again.

It lowered its head and saw the young Glazed Golden Dragon tearing its ribs.

The flowing brilliance turned into a spear, piercing its long-decayed true spirit! (End of this chapter)