Just like the ancient Lingxu and the Phoenix Clan world in the extreme north!
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Fang Yu had previously grumbled, wondering why the Phoenix clan left behind two ruins while the Dragon clan hadn’t even left one.
And now… the Dragon Clan ruins, are very likely already here!
“I told you so, how could the Dragon Clan be worse than the Phoenix Clan?”
Fang Yu’s heart was pounding with excitement. With a stomp of his foot, he dashed towards the massive city gate ahead.
“Whoosh…”
Fang Yu’s figure was like the wind, swiftly rushing past the ancient city gate.
Entering the ancient city gate, one is greeted by an extremely spacious plain!
Ahead is a giant circular pool, completely empty.
And on either side of the pool, there were dozens of stone statues.
These statues’ appearances… are quite distinct from the strange creatures along the outer avenue.
Dragon!
Dozens of dragon-shaped stone statues surround the pool!
These dragons vary greatly in form, and even their heads show subtle differences.
“This should be the various types of dragons within the Dragon Clan back then?” Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, he thought.
Fang Yu walked forward.
At this moment, he noticed that on the front paws of each dragon statue there was a tray.
The plate presents an antique gold color, and there is nothing on it.
Fang Yu looked around.
Here, the surroundings are desolate, with a ground paved in deep red bricks.
Apart from this large pool and dozens of stone statues surrounding it, there are no other buildings.
As for the edges, there stood a wall that was extremely high.
In this case, this place cannot be called a city, and that gate cannot be called a city gate.
But because the building was too large, it gave Fangyu a false impression.
Here…should be something akin to a grand hall.
But why is there nothing in such a large pool?
And on the large platters held by the clawed hands of these dragon statues, why are there also no items?
All the dragon statues were like this.
Logically speaking, there must be something on the plate, otherwise, there’s no point in making it.
Fang Yu walked to one of the stone statues, leaped into the air, and landed on the back of a dragon-shaped stone statue.
Standing here, looking forward, you can see what’s happening in the pond.
It’s a huge pool, not very deep but big enough.
The pool was empty.
Fang Yu looked at the pool, suddenly his brows furrowed, and he sniffed seriously.
There is an extremely faint smell of blood in the air.
The metallic scent was faint, almost imperceptible.
Fang Yu sniffed again, scanning his surroundings once more, but found nothing.
There was a deathly silence all around.
This place seems to lack any will or soul.
This is completely different from what Fang Yu had expected before.
What about the Dragon Clan’s legacy? What about peerless treasures?
How could it be so empty, with nothing at all?!
Since nothing is left, why leave this ruin behind? Is it just to give those who find this place later a false sense of hope?
Will they be happy if you do that?
Could it be that all dragons are mentally unstable?!
This is certainly not possible.
Dragons wouldn’t play such a trick, it would be pointless and wasteful of resources.
The problem… should be somewhere else.
Fang Yu’s brows furrowed, recalling a series of anomalies he had discovered previously.
At the very beginning, when he sensed the entrance with his divine consciousness, he already perceived… the sunken area in front of the entrance had occurred recently.
That is to say, this opening appeared only recently.
…and as he walked in through the cave entrance, passing through the spatial tunnel to reach the Dragon Clan’s ruins, he saw that the grand hall door ahead … had been pushed open.
Looking back now, the temple doors being pushed open were not just that simple…
Someone came here before him and took all the dragon heritage.
…and the very existence of taking away the Dragon Clan’s legacy…
Fang Yu recalled the unusual situation that occurred on the red soil plain three days ago.
“Could it be… that the owner of Zhú Jiǔyīn’s origin found this dragon clan ruins and took away all the dragon clan’s heritage?” Fang Yu’s eyes narrowed, he thought to himself.
“It looks like it’s almost certain,” Li Huoyu said.
“Damn it!” Fang Yu cursed, looking around at the empty space. “It could have at least left something behind? Did it have to be so thoroughly emptied?”
Dozens of dragon-shaped stone statues stood present, with plates in their mouths, upon which were undoubtedly placed many treasures from ancient times.
But at this time, all the plates were empty.
This made Fang Yu feel a twinge of pain.
If he had arrived just one step earlier, all these treasures would have been his!
“Those treasures are actually fine, your biggest loss is this pool,” Lihuoyu said.
“This pond?” Fang Yu frowned.
“To my understanding, within the Dragon Clan’s lineage, aside from the peculiar Swallowing Dragon line, other dragon types generally use dragon blood as a carrier. ” Lìhuòyù said, “So… what do you think was originally stored in this large pool?”
At hearing this, Fang Yu’s face twitched.
No wonder he could smell a hint of blood… this large pool was filled with dragon blood!
“Such a large pool, the dragon’s blood within must contain the essence of several different dragon species. To you, this is the greatest value of the Dragon Clan’s legacy.” Lihuo Jade said.
After hearing what Li Huoyu said, Fang Yu’s face had turned very ugly.
At this moment, even the little golden dragon inside him… had lost its previous excitement and its circling speed slowed down.
“If I were…” Fang Yu’s face darkened, and he was about to speak.
“Haha…”
At that moment, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out around them.
The laughter came from the rear.
Fang Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look back.
In front of the gate, a swift-flickering phantom appeared.
This phantom looked like a human figure, with black light flickering around it.
“Indeed, you are the inheritor of the Dragon God’s essence.” A male voice echoed from the apparition.
The voice sounded rather young.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, without speaking.
“Want these inheritances? Sorry, they don’t belong to you.” the phantom sneered.
“It seems… you are the inheritor of Zhu Long’s origin?” Fang Yu asked with cold eyes.
“Candle Dragon? What kind of name is that?” The phantom’s voice suddenly turned cold, “Your dragon clan is nothing but a group that developed by relying on His Majesty’s bloodline. His Majesty is the Dragon Emperor.”
“Without the Candle Nine Yin Emperor, there would be no Dragon Clan.”
The so-called dragon is nothing but a lone dragon, forgetting its ancestors, daring to treat its bloodline as the bloodline of the dragon clan!
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu’s eyes flickered slightly.
It seems… this phantom is not an inheritor of Zhu Jiu Yin’s origins, but rather a follower of Zhu Jiu Yin?
“You’re really into it, aren’t you? Zhu Jiuyin is long gone, and so is the Dragon Emperor.” Fang Yu said teasingly.
“Utterly preposterous. Even a solitary dragon would leave behind its essence to find an heir, wouldn’t Your Majesty do the same?” The phantom said with a colder tone.
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked, “So, all of the dragon clan’s heritage here has been taken by it?”
The phantom let out a mocking laugh once more.
“Of course, the legacy of the Dragon Clan should be respectfully offered to their common ancestor,” the apparition said. “This is in accordance with the Heavenly Dao, which is why you arrived a step late.”
“Things that don’t belong to you, you can never have.”
“A lone dragon, will never become a part of the dragon clan…”
“Stop blowing smoke.” Fang Yu impatiently interrupted the phantom’s words, saying, “Since Zhulong is so powerful, let it come out and have a fair fight with me.”
“Rest assured, your death is near.” The phantom sneered, “Your Majesty’s path requires your execution to reach its culmination.”
“Lonely Dragon, you are already in a desperate situation.”
“Nobody can save you.”
“If I kill the inheritor of the Candle Nine Yin’s origin, will it spit out the dragon blood it swallowed? ” Fang Yu’s eyes turned cold as he asked himself.
“Well… there might be some missing, but most of it should be able to be absorbed back.” Lìhuòyù said.
“That’s fine then.” Fang Yu raised his head, looking at the phantom in front of him and said, “Then I’ll just wait for your Majesty to come to me. Hope it doesn’t stand me up.”
“By the way, my address is 101 Beidu. If you can’t find me, you can try sparring with my pet dog first.”
Fang Yu’s words, laced with provocation and disdain, seemed to enrage the shadowy figure ahead.
“Don’t even think about challenging Dragon Emperor… just try to find a way out of here alive first.” The phantom hissed, “Next, is the gift the Dragon Emperor has prepared for you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom slowly dissipated.
The surroundings were very quiet.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes, leaped back to the ground, and walked towards the gate.
It was at that moment.
“Boom…”
The two massive metal doors slammed shut rapidly!
“Bang!”
A dull thud echoed, and the door slammed shut.
Fang Yu had no intention of running away. Instead, he released his divine sense, shrouding the entire hall.
“Boom…”
At this moment, the ground beneath their feet trembled violently.
A gust of ancient energy emanates from the depths of the earth!