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Chapter 556: Dragon City Conference! Spirit Earthquake!
Chapter 556: Dragon City Conference! Spirit Earthquake!
Dragon City!
The place remained as majestic as ever.
Endless elemental energies swirled, and dragon roars echoed from an unknown source.
This was the very heart of the Dragon Kingdom,
The highest echelon of the nation, where all the top figures would gather.
And today seemed like a rather special day.
For just outside the spatial passage leading to Dragon City, figures began to appear, arriving at the Dragon Terrace that straddled reality and illusion.
This place was known as the Dragon's Gaze Terrace, or the Dragon Ascension Terrace.
It was divided into four levels.
At the very top was the office of the Saint Dragon Legend, where he worked on regular days.
The remaining three levels were resting places for the Dragon Masters, and they also served other purposes.
At this very moment, in the spacious conference room with a large terrace on the third level,
Figure after figure arrived, surprising everyone.
"Oh, Wu Kuang, you're back? What have you been up to this whole time? Did you go to the outer universe to be a mining slave again? Haha!"
"Chen, your foul mouth hasn't improved at all!"
"Tsk, what do you think the adult has called us here for this time?"
"I don't know, even the one who's been focusing on breaking through has come."
"Is Wolf Saint here too?"
"Yeah! He's on the terrace outside, chatting with Poison Saint."
"Chatting? More like getting scolded, hehe..."
"You should tell that to Poison Saint; she's afraid of Wolf Saint, not us!"
"By the way, where's Leng Ao? Why is he so late?"
"..."
The meeting hadn't officially started, and the Saint Dragon Legend hadn't arrived yet. Many in the conference room hadn't seen each other in a while, so they were chatting enthusiastically.
At that moment, a figure slowly strolled over and stood beside another figure deep in thought.
"Meng Yao, what are you thinking about all alone?"
Meng Yao turned to look at the approaching Sang Saint and managed a smile:
"Nothing much, Sang Saint. Is there something I can help with?"
Sang Saint's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, unlike the others in the room. She looked at Meng Yao and said:
"Meng Yao, is it because of Su Ping?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Yao's pupils constricted slightly. "You know?"
His voice was much softer.
Sang Saint nodded and then shook her head:
"Not just me. I'm sure these old folks here have their guesses, but there hasn't been any news from the Northern Border Necropolis. What could it be?"
Meng Yao's face turned slightly pale.
Aside from their significant business interests, Meng Yao and Su Ping had a genuinely good personal relationship.
And at this critical juncture, the sudden summons from the Saint Dragon seemed likely related to Su Ping.
But the question was, if Su Ping was fine, why would the Saint Dragon gather so many people?
It was evident from Meng Yao's speculation that there was a high probability that Su Ping had encountered some problem.
The best-case scenario was that Su Ping had been framed.
The Saint Dragon wanted to gather everyone to demand an explanation from the Eagle Kingdom.
This was already the best outcome. If Su Ping...
Meng Yao couldn't bear to think further.
In his mind, it was hard to imagine that the stinky kid who seemed capable of anything had truly fallen in that ghostly place.
Looking at the mood of the young Saint, Sang Saint remained silent, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.
Vibrant!
At this moment, the entire Dragon Ascension Terrace seemed to tremble slightly.
The next moment, everyone's chatter ceased simultaneously, and they turned towards the door.
They knew that the current ruler of Dragon City had arrived.
Even the two figures who had been outside the terrace entered.
Although she was still dressed in colorful attire, the girl who entered first looked slightly less flamboyant than before, with a sullen expression as if she had lost her father.
Behind her was another figure.
He was an exceptionally robust old man.
Standing at over two meters and twenty centimeters tall, he had long gray-white hair tied into a ponytail.
His eyes weren't the typical black and white eyes; instead, they resembled a wolf's pupils.
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The mere glance from him made one feel an icy chill throughout their body.
Yet, even this person, upon exiting, directed his gaze towards the large gate.
Sure enough, the gate soon opened, and the first person to appear before everyone was Leng Ao, his expression as calm as ever.
No one could discern anything from his face.
The next moment, a heavy footstep echoed, and the legendary Saint Dragon slowly walked in. Seeing everyone present, the Saint Dragon nodded, even revealing a faint smile.
Hmm?
Even Sang Saint, who had prepared for the worst, was slightly taken aback.
"Has everyone arrived? Then let's all take a seat! The main person will be here soon, so let's chat first!"
Hmm?
What did that mean?
But at this point, no one was in a hurry to ask questions. They obediently sat in the front seats, their eyes on the Saint Dragon.
Leng Ao, standing beside the Saint Dragon, cleared his throat and spoke first:
"Regarding the Tomb of Heaven, I believe everyone is aware of the matter, which was previously top-secret and not to be disclosed to anyone.
So, for those who inquired with me or sent people to investigate within my legion and were refused, please don't take offense!"
This first statement startled everyone present once again.
Wow, even Leng Ao has learned to apologize?
His temperament was such that, aside from Old Wolf and the Saint Dragon, he seemed to respect no one.
What could this mean now?
But it was evident that no one spoke up at this moment, patiently waiting for Leng Ao to continue.
Sure enough, after a pause, the Ghost Saint continued:
"Just three days ago, the exploration of the Tomb of Heaven was successfully completed. I believe that not only me but also my colleagues here could never have imagined the situation inside."
At this moment, someone finally couldn't sit still. Meng Yao was the first to speak up:
"Ghost Saint, how is Su Ping doing?"
Those present at this meeting, without a doubt, were either Holy Spirit-level Beastmasters or Master-level Cultivators.
Their status alone was enough to earn them the Dragon Emblem.
Most people in the room knew that Su Ping had entered the Tomb of Heaven.
Compared to the Tomb of Heaven, many were indeed more concerned about the condition of this once-in-a-millennium cultivation genius of the Dragon Kingdom.
Especially Elder Feng, Zhu Hong, and others.
The Ghost Saint glanced at Meng Yao and replied:
"The Saint Dragon has confirmed that Su Ping is safe and sound, with no issues or concerns, successfully escaping from the Tomb of Heaven!"
Upon hearing this, everyone visibly relaxed.
Even the usually composed Wolf Saint's tense muscles loosened slightly.
The Saint Dragon observed everyone's reactions, facial expressions, and subtle eye movements.
Meng Yao was visibly delighted:
"Hehe, I knew that little rascal could do it!"
No one paid attention to Meng Yao's nonsense.
Elder Feng finally spoke up, "That's good news, Leng Ao. What about the situation inside the Tomb of Heaven?"
The Ghost Saint cleared his throat and continued, "The Tomb of Heaven is now completely under our army's control, and Su Ping can fully manage it. Moving forward, the coverage of the Northern Province will increase by approximately 300,000 square kilometers, including the previous deadly land of the Tomb of Heaven!
After this, the deadly land of the Tomb of Heaven can become our Dragon Kingdom's best base for Necromancy resources and companion beasts! It will also allow a large number of ordinary Beastmasters to explore the outskirts of the deadly land."
This statement was even more astonishing than the previous one!
Three hundred thousand square kilometers!
It was almost the size of an entire province.
Now, it seemed that the Northern Province had expanded to encompass this deadly land.
However, it made sense due to the Northern Province's geographical location, which was sparsely populated. Having the land without people wasn't very meaningful.
But with the deadly land becoming a trial ground and the Dragon Kingdom's future Necromancy cultivation paradise, its value would be extraordinary!
Someone immediately asked, "Ghost Saint, how does the scale of this deadly land compare to the Hero Battlefield?"
The Hero Battlefield was the Necromancy land adjacent to the Hero Academy.
Everyone looked at the Ghost Saint, who nodded and replied, "It's even better! There are over five Holy Spirit-level beings within, and countless Necromancy beings reside there! The resources are countless!"
"Excellent!"
Everyone was thrilled, and Sang Saint added, "Su Ping deserves a grand reward for his achievements!"
Everyone nodded in agreement. This was indeed a significant contribution, one that even they couldn't match.
The revelation wasn't over yet.
Ghost Saint nodded, adding, "There's more to the Tomb of Heaven that we need to disclose to prepare you all for the upcoming revolution!"
Revolution?!
The crowd's eyebrows furrowed in unison.
"Indeed, you probably don't know this yet. The true mastermind behind the Tomb of Heaven, the very creator of its existence, has been discovered by Su Ping during this recent entry."
"It's the mythical Necromancy being, the Death God!"
The mention of "Death God" alongside "mythical" sent a chill through the entire hall.
Even the Chen family's Yuan Saint, who was lost in thought, blurted out in disbelief, "Wait, am I too old to have heard correctly? Leng Ao, did you just say mythical?"
Leng Ao glanced at the old ghost, who was feigning ignorance, and nodded.
"It's hard to believe, but I, along with the Saint Dragon Lord, can confirm the existence of the mythical. Moreover, Su Ping has not only encountered but also clashed with this power!"
"Mythical!" The word echoed in the minds of everyone present, leaving them breathless.
Su Ping had clashed with a mythical being?
At that moment, the Saint Dragon Legend spoke up, "There's no need for alarm. The revival of a mythical being is not that simple. Su Ping has achieved a great feat, not only destroying a quarter of the Death God's power but also thwarting Charles' plans."
Ghost Saint continued, "Indeed, on Blue Planet, the Tomb of Heaven is divided into four parts, each sealing a fragment of the Death God's deathly relics. Charles, in the Eagle Kingdom, obtained the most precious Soul Fire.
Our Dragon Kingdom's tomb represents the power of the Death Sword, while the Mummy Kingdom's tomb likely holds the secret to immortality, and the Lion Kingdom's tomb contains the Crown of Kings.
Each tomb embodies the power of the Death God, and this time, Su Ping eliminated one of these powers, preventing a true Necromancy disaster!"
"We share this not to pressure you but to make you aware of Su Ping's contributions to our Dragon Kingdom. It's also to prepare you for the new era, an era where mythicals will soon exist!"
These words weighed heavily on everyone's minds.
Mythical—a term that seemed so distant.
They had already reached the pinnacle of Blue Planet, second only to the legendary figures of various nations.
Never had they imagined that a mythical being from legends would be on the verge of revival, and it hadn't sought out powerful beings like them but had repeatedly crossed paths with Su Ping.
It didn't make sense!
Yet, no one dared to question it at this moment.
The conference room fell silent.
Everyone was processing this bombshell revelation.
After a full ten minutes, the Wolf Saint spoke again, "Xuan, where's Su Ping? You called us here; there must be something else, right?"
The familiarity in his tone revealed their close relationship.
The Saint Dragon Legend nodded.
"It's fine to tell you about this. Su Ping had encountered a revived mythical being before.
This mythical being's power and rules were in direct opposition to the Death God. It was the legendary Wood-type mythical, the Spring God.
With the Spring God's gifts and assistance, Su Ping was able to predict the situation in the Tomb of Heaven and act accordingly."
Another mythical being?!
More importantly, why hadn't this being, which was rarely seen in tens of thousands of years, sought out powerful beings like them but instead kept crossing paths with Su Ping?
It didn't make scientific sense!
However, no one voiced these doubts.
The room remained silent.
Finally, after ten minutes, the Wolf Saint spoke again, "Xuan, where's Su Ping? You must have called us here for something else, right?"
The familiarity in his tone hinted at a close relationship between the two.
The Saint Dragon Legend nodded.
"Su Ping had encountered a revived mythical being before. This mythical's power and rules were the antithesis of the Death God. It was the legendary Wood-type mythical, the Spring God. With the Spring God's gifts and assistance, Su Ping was able to predict the situation in the Tomb of Heaven and act accordingly."
The mention of another mythical being left everyone in awe.
But the question lingered—why hadn't this being, rarely seen in tens of thousands of years, sought out powerful beings like them but instead kept crossing paths with Su Ping?
It defied logic!
Yet, no one dared question it.
The room remained silent as everyone processed this revelation.
After a full ten minutes, Su Ping finally arrived, fashionably late.
(End of Chapter)
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