Dragon Burial Valley, as its name suggests, is a valley where dragon corpses are buried.

There is a unique law covering this place. Once flesh and blood creatures enter, they will be corroded by the blood mist, eventually causing the life essence to overflow like a sieve and become a truly dead thing.

Therefore, the fourth black dragon soul among the twelve dragon souls showed a trace of its original power with the help of Bai Wushang's body.

"Ouch..."

The black dragon roared, the light around it quickly dimmed, and a narrow path appeared from scratch, slowly appearing at the entrance to the valley.

"Let's go. The fourth child will protect your body and block the indescribable things for you."

Bai Wushang nodded, took back the Cangmu Dragon, and stepped into the Dragon Burial Valley alone.

Although the twelve dragon souls wander in the ancestral space as souls, not all of them died.

More of them are in a special sealed state, with their soul and body separated, so as to achieve a longer lifespan.

The black dragon now responsible for opening up roads and protecting him is called the "Black Dragon of Despair".

It is a supreme holy dragon with dark attributes. Even though the quality of its bloodline is not as good as that of the Azure Dragon, it is still at the upper reaches of the supreme body level.

Wrapped in darkness, the blood mist retreated, not daring to surround or entangle.

Bai Wushang was safe and sound, listening to the ethereal whispers of ghosts and ghosts all the way, and successfully entered the hinterland of the valley.

"Hehehehe..."

A series of horrifying laughter sounded, the blood mist squirmed, and a half-rotted dragon corpse stood up half of its body from the gray soil.

It had a pair of protruding giant white eyes, as big as a millstone, and shimmering. It stared at Bai Wushang's position, then revealed three rows of jagged teeth in its mouth, roared, and pounced forward.

"How dare a mere uncivilized corpse dragon attack me?"

The Black Dragon of Despair had an extreme personality, sneered, raised an illusory dragon claw, and slapped the head of the rotting corpse.

With a bang, this monster, which was far more powerful than the Toad Dragon, was torn into pieces and turned into a mess of blood and flesh.

It dies again, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Perhaps with the nourishment of this soil, there will still be a chance for resurrection a hundred years or a thousand years later.

But now, it has failed.

The battle didn't end there.

Like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, the originally peaceful Dragon Burial Valley became undercurrents and the sounds of more ghosts were heard.

There was a translucent dragon shadow floating hundreds of meters away, and the biting cold seemed to freeze the air.

A skeletal dragon rose up from the corpses everywhere, ignited the dark green soul fire, flapped its wings, and hung in the air like a sword.

The dead dragon opened its eyes again and walked step by step. The ground shook and the ancient and powerful aura flowed like a tsunami.

"Brother, I can't deal with so many monsters with only a small amount of original power and an illusory body."

The desperate black dragon had a solemn expression, restrained from being a bit arrogant and domineering, and asked the golden dragon soul for its opinion.

"How about summoning the main body?"

"The real body is born and can deal with these clowns without any effort!"

The golden dragon soul directly refused: "No, the only power you have is not to be used lightly unless absolutely necessary."

"This place, Dragon Burial Valley, is not simple."

"I once heard your Majesty say that there have been great holy dragons in every dynasty who have used this place as their tomb in an attempt to live out their second life."

"This way of extending life is worth learning from."

"But nine times out of ten, the wisdom born after death cannot be the same as the past."

"However... if the memory of the past life is really awakened, this kind of corpse dragon must be extremely powerful. We must be more careful!"

As the golden dragon soul spoke, he changed the subject and reminded:

"Fourth brother, don't rush into the burial pit, give priority to finding a suitable dragon bone."

"We will first help the little ancestral dragon reincarnate and obtain a temporary body, and then continue the exploration."

The desperate black dragon agreed, and the illusory dragon's body slowly shrank, turning into a ferocious black armor, and led Bai Wushang through the crowd of ghosts and monsters.

After a while, in a cave in the valley, everything was quiet.

Bai Wushang used the black dragon claws covering his arms to dig and dig in the earth under his feet, digging out a corpse.

This is a half-rotten dragon corpse. It is ten meters long and looks like a pterosaur, but it exudes a very weird aura, as if there is a trace of life in the decaying death.

"This is a semi-holy dragon. It probably encountered an accident and died midway."

"It seems that if you give it hundreds or thousands of years, it can still give birth to an evil spirit through the reincarnation of the corpse."

The desperate black dragon whispered in ancient dragon language, and then signaled Bai Wushang to tear the dragon corpse apart and take away its spine.

"The vein of death is the most powerful in the world. Even a part of the true spirit cannot be carried by ordinary bones."

"We are looking for a corpse containing the blood of the holy dragon, but not an adult holy dragon. This one is just right, so keep it first."

Bai Wushang nodded slightly and held the blue bone that shone lightly.

Unexpectedly, just after being pulled away, the entire dragon corpse looked like a candle with its wick cut off, and its vitality was gone.

"Very good, let's find more dragon bones." The Black Dragon of Despair chuckled and used its unique holy-level perception to find its way.

In just half a day, Bai Wushang collected more than a dozen bones containing the aura of the holy dragon.

Dragon Burial Valley is truly extraordinary.

There are so many dragon species buried here, it is simply a paradise for corpses and ghosts.

It's a pity that he can't stand here with his own strength, and every second the Black Dragon of Despair possesses and protects him, it consumes his original power.

Bai Wushang did not dare to waste time, and kept digging for corpses in rock walls, soil, and bone piles, gradually maxing out his skills in searching and picking up corpses.

"Huh? Finally found the best material!"

In a dark and cold cave, Bai Wushang dug down a hundred meters until his neck was sore. He despaired of the black dragon and the golden dragon soul, and at the same time showed surprise and emotional fluctuations.

"when!"

With another claw, he dug open a rock, and a small skeleton appeared in front of him.

There are no wing bones, so it should be a terrestrial species, like a shrunken Big Thundersaurus, with long lower limbs and short upper limbs, and the skeleton structure is not complicated.

It must have existed for a long, long time, so long that there is no trace of rotten flesh or traces of blood, only pure bones.

Bai Wushang's eyes suddenly lit up.

This skeleton... is as beautiful as a work of art!

Although there is no vitality left, there is no evil, dead or evil spirit. The whole body is translucent, reflecting the texture of the gemstone.

There was no need for Dragon Soul to emphasize, Bai Wushang could tell that this skeleton was very special, far superior to the dragon bones found before.

"This must be a holy dragon species. This aura and body shape are a bit like a young "Agate Crystal Dragon"..."

Bai Wushang was surprised.

The existing knowledge base has been greatly upgraded based on Sekiryuutei.

The so-called Agate Crystal Dragon is a pinnacle holy dragon species that is rarer than the Azure Dragon, but equally powerful.
Chapter completed!