Chapter 2406 - 2407: Tacit Understanding

According to legend, when the dragon rides through death, a Divine Dragon, if its life comes to an end, it will return to a secret space and quietly await death.

And this secret place is evidently the legendary Dragon Tomb.

Just as every elephant, before dying, returns to the Elephant Tomb to wait for death, this is the biological characteristic of dragons or elephants.

A Divine Dragon embodies the essence of the universe, the entire body is a treasure.

The Dragon Race, to avoid their corpse being destroyed and violated by cultivators after death.

Thus, the location of the dragon's grave is extremely secretive, known as the biggest secret in the Cultivation World.

Yang Fei never dreamed that he would discover the Dragon Tomb in the Qilin Holy Land.

Yang Fei stood dazed under the tombstone, the Dragon of the Earth Veins lay not far away, barely conscious.

The Dragon of the Earth Veins had been violently beaten by Yang Fei with Bull Demon Fist, and now it had exhausted its Divine Power, unable to escape even if it wanted to.

At this moment, Yang Fei suddenly comprehended everything in his heart.

The body of the Divine Dragon Race harbors the most yang energy in the universe, the higher the cultivation of the Dragon Race, the more terrifying this energy becomes.

No wonder this place had become a desert, unusually hot, potentially burning the divine thought and soul of the cultivators.

The countless Divine Dragon corpses emitting extremely yang energy, more horrifying than subterranean magma, making it impossible for any plants to grow above ground.

Saturated with such immense dragon energy, even this ordinary soil and sand transformed into Dragon Veins, even cultivating Divine Thought.

Feeling the dense dragon energy in the air almost thick enough to drip, Yang Fei had the sensation of a pauper entering a mountain of gold.

If he could absorb all this dragon energy into his Body of the Sun God, Yang Fei couldn't imagine how powerful his body would become!

Yang Fei's Body of the Sun God, relatively speaking, was already sufficiently strong and resilient.

Yet he deeply understood that compared to the Bull Demon Body, his body was nothing.

Encountering a Great Master like Emperor Tian, one finger could annihilate his shape and soul.

However, the dragon energy within the Dragon Tomb offered Yang Fei a monumental opportunity.

This is the Dragon Yang Energy released by the Divine Dragons who died over thousands of years.

If he could consolidate the myriad dragon energies into himself, even facing Emperor Tian, he couldn't destroy Yang Fei's Body of the Sun God.

Yang Fei pondered, slowly kneeling and kowtowed nine times to the enormous tombstone, silently praying in his heart.

"Honored Dragon Gods, it's not my intention to offend; I bear a heavy responsibility and must rescue my beloved family, I can only borrow your dragon energy to forge a Golden Body of the Sun God."

After praying, Yang Fei glanced at the Dragon of the Earth Veins.

The Dragon of the Earth Veins lay scattered, uncertain whether it was in slumber or dead.

At this juncture, Yang Fei disregarded the life or death of the Dragon of the Earth Veins, sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

This time, Yang Fei practiced the Nine Extremes Heart Method.

The Nine Extremes Heart Method claims to be the Nine Extreme Dragon Decree, yet Yang Fei has not found the Dragon Extreme in his cultivation thus far.

This aspect was beyond Yang Fei's control.

What Yang Fei needed to do now was to re-temper the Extreme Tiger, Turtle Extreme, etc., and cultivate into Tiger, Turtle, etc., Sun God Avatars.

The only uncertainty was whether this vast dragon energy could support Yang Fei to cultivate the other five Sun Gods?

Yang Fei cultivated underground, time endlessly passed unnoticed.

Above the desert, more than ten cultivators waited anxiously.

Now, three days had already passed, and across the boundless desert, there remained no movement.

The little girl from the Fire-Swallowing Tribe watched the unchanging sky, silently counting time, her snow-white cheeks full of disheartened expression.

She had lost the grandfather who was her sole companion and kin-like Yang Fei had disappeared underground.

This kind of blow was undoubtedly extremely cruel for a girl just over ten.

Cultivator Shen Ping walked over, looking at the little girl's disheartened face, and sighed.

"Rest assured, Master Yang possesses world-covering divine skills, he will certainly return."

Shen Ping spoke here, gritting his teeth.

"Even if Master Yang doesn't return, having been saved by him, I would certainly take you away from this damned ghost place."

The little girl shook her head, calmly looking afar at the enormous city suspended in the sky.

"No, I won't leave, I want to wait for Big Brother."

Shen Ping hesitated, words at the tip of his tongue, ultimately holding back the despairing conclusion.

Whether Yang Fei was dead or alive, these last few days Shen Ping and other cultivators had discussed countless times.

Almost universally, the opinions converged.

The formidable Dragon of the Earth Veins, with extraordinary divine skills, held the advantage of time and location.

Yang Fei had not appeared for so long, he likely encountered disaster long ago.

Until now, even the few optimistic cultivators had abandoned their views.

Shen Ping looked at the little girl's snow-white cheeks, ultimately unable to say the conclusion that would leave her in despair.

He took out a Spirit Pill, handed it to the little girl, managing a smile.

"This Preserving Yuan Pill, after taking it, can make you feel a little better."

The little girl accepted Shen Ping's Preserving Yuan Pill with a thankful smile.

"Thank you, Big Brother Shen."

At this moment, a hand reached out, snatching the Preserving Yuan Pill from the little girl's grasp.

Shen Ping paused, turning around to see a cultivator with a black hair on his cheek, sneering coldly at the mouth.

"Shen Ping, are you stupid? Yang Fei already died underground, why waste this elixir?"

Looking at the pale, confused little girl, he sneered a laugh.

"I say, you don't need to bother with this little girl, anyway we'll all likely die here.

You might as well give her to me, I can offer you a Spirit Element Pill."

Shen Ping quietly looked at this guy, an intense demeanor flashed across his face.

"Wu Youquan, what are you up to?"

During the days while the ten or more cultivators awaited Yang Fei, everyone conversed and exchanged opinions, becoming quite familiar with each other.

Shen Ping recognized the man named Wu Youquan, coming from space fragments near Earth, as a Worship Elder of a small sect.

This guy, though of dubious character, was quite strong among the group, having cultivated the Body of the Sun God.

Wu Youquan sneered disdainfully, eyes on the little girl flashing a lewd glimmer.

"After all, she is going to die, let me have my fun, this is death beneath the peony flower, making even a ghost romantic and carefree~."

The little girl was in the early stages of understanding worldly matters, hearing this man's words, immediately trembled in fright, instinctively leaning towards Shen Ping by two steps.

Shen Ping's face almost dripped water, darkly speaking.

"This little girl is entrusted to me by Master Yang for care, are you not afraid Master Yang will return and tear you to pieces?"

Wu Youquan laughed heartily, looking at Shen Ping as if observing a fool.

"Stop deceiving yourself, if Yang Fei could return, he'd have done so already."

"Everyone tacitly understands, why must I clarify it so?"