Chapter 129: The Valley of Sleeping Dragons
In the forest, Yi walked in the front, looking back from time to time, but found that no matter what the terrain was, Wang Nan and Yan Shaozhe could always follow behind him.
"Don't worry about us losing you, just keep moving forward. If you get tired, stop and rest for a while." Wang Nan said with a smile as he looked at Yi who kept looking back.
"No, I'm not tired." Yi shook his head, "We are almost there."
Upon hearing this, Wang Nan raised his head and looked forward.
After a day's journey, the sun was already tilted, and the orange-red sunlight shone into the hazy forest. There seemed to be a thin mist in the distance ahead, which was reflected into a golden color by the sunlight, making it difficult to see clearly what was inside.
"Then take a rest here."
After hearing this, Yi looked at Wang Nan in confusion.
"It's still a little dangerous for you here. We will rest here tonight and you can have a good sleep. You can go back to the village before dawn tomorrow."
Before Yi could say anything else, Wang Nan had already come to him, patted his shoulder and motioned him to sit down, "Don't worry, I will keep my promise to you. Take a rest first, and then release your martial spirit to me. I will teach you how to sense the energy of heaven and earth."
"Okay." Yi nodded.
Yan Shaozhe stood aside, watching Wang Nan chatting with a child who didn't even have a soul ring. Although he didn't say anything, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind.
The night passed quickly. Wang Nan watched Yi walk away, then looked at Yan Shaozhe, "Dean Yan, let's go."
"Okay." Yan Shaozhe said.
Wang Nan glanced at Yan Shaozhe and felt that his tone was a little different from the previous few days.
But soon, he stopped thinking about it because they had already stepped into the thick fog.
It is clearly only one step away, but the fog and outside the fog are two completely different worlds.
Wang Nan felt as if he had crossed a barrier, and in the next step, he had stepped into a simple courtyard.
The entrance is a half-open wooden door covered with green vines and dotted with small flowers. Under the feet is a cobblestone path with various flowers and plants planted on both sides.
There was a wooden round table in the corner of the yard, and next to the table were two lounge chairs. A person was already sitting on one of the lounge chairs, but the person was emitting a golden light all over his body, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.
A boy seemed to notice the movement in the yard and ran out of the room and jumped into his arms.
Soon, another girl was carried out of the room, and the person holding her was Wang Nan's father, Wang Xing.
"came back?"
Wang Nan looked at Wang Xing in front of him for a long time without saying a word. Finally, he sighed, stretched out his hand and waved away the boy in his arms, leaving only a trace of wetness on his palms.
At some point, Wang Nan's eyes were already emitting golden light. In the sea of spirituality, Tianye Fushenglong was also looking straight ahead, with nine-colored light constantly flowing in his eyes.
Wang Nan took the second step and found himself still in the forest. Both sides were covered with plants, which were clearly various plant-type soul beasts.
The fog around seemed to have thinned a little, and I could barely see what was in front of me, but Yan Shaozhe beside me had disappeared.
Wang Nan, who possessed half of the domain soul skills, could clearly sense that he was already in a domain, but this domain was a spiritual domain that tended to confuse rather than attack.
The surroundings were filled with strong spiritual power, which not only blocked Wang Nan's spiritual perception, but also made his soul guide detector ineffective. The surroundings were filled with thick fog, and the place behind him was no longer the place he stepped into. However, after entering here, the call in his spiritual sea suddenly became clear. It seemed that this area blocked what he was looking for.
It was difficult to tell the direction in the fog, so Wang Nan simply followed the guidance in the sea of spirit and walked forward. Although there were some plant-type soul beasts around, they were basically no threat to him. After half an hour, the terrain under his feet gradually became higher.
A high mountain appeared in front of him, and Wang Nan knew clearly that what he was looking for was at the top of the mountain.
Another half an hour passed, and Wang Nan had reached the top of the mountain. There was no road under his feet, and the surroundings were still foggy, but he could see that there was a cliff in front of him, and a familiar force was emanating from there.
That is Long Wei.
"come in--"
An old voice sounded in Wang Nan's ears.
Ever since the mysterious connection appeared in the sea of spirit, Wang Nan had actually guessed the truth about it. To possess such great power in Douluo Continent, one must be a god.
Now that he had come this far, there was no reason to hesitate. Wang Nan took a step forward, and his body did not fall off the cliff, but disappeared into the air out of thin air.
Just like using the soul skill of his left leg bone, in just a moment, Wang Nan arrived in an unfamiliar place. Then, he found that all the soul power in his body had become dormant and could not be used at all.
However, the impact on mental strength is much smaller. Although it is suppressed, it can still be released a little.
Wang Nan used his mental power to communicate with the storage soul guide, and a long metal stick appeared in his hand. Originally, it was prepared for when the soul power was exhausted, but now it seems that it is always good to prepare more things.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. There were some plants growing alone on a small hill not far away, but there were no signs of any other animals or soul beasts.
After walking a few more steps forward and crossing the hills, a valley appeared before his eyes.
The valley stretched as far as the eye could see. In the distance, there was dusk and a faint mist. In the valley, countless huge skeletons covered every corner. The breeze blowing through these bones made a "humming" sound, as if countless giant dragons were humming in the valley, and the dragon's roar was as sad as weeping.
These are all real dragon bones.
Wang Nan had some understanding of where the real dragon skeleton came from when he was in deep meditation under Lord Poseidon, and he also understood why this place had been calling him faintly.
"bring it on--"
The old voice became clearer.
Wang Nan climbed down the stone wall of the valley. When he stepped on the ground again, a desolate smell came from all directions, and the cries of countless dragons seemed to ring in his ears.
In the sea of spirit, Tianye Fushenglong's eyes were already filled with nine-colored light. Nine-colored mist also rose in front of Wang Nan's eyes, and a huge illusory dragon figure gradually appeared in front of him.
The dragon shadow was shining with nine colors of light, and each dragon scale looked like it was inlaid with countless gems.
Long Ying opened his mouth slowly, and his old voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, echoing in the valley.
"You are finally here, in this valley where the dragons sleep."
(End of this chapter)
