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Chapter 556: The Dragon City Conference! The Holy Spirit's Tremor!
Chapter 556: The Dragon City Conference! The Holy Spirit's Tremor!
Dragon City!
The grandeur and vastness of the place remained unchanged.
Endless elemental energy rolled, and an unknown dragon's roar echoed from somewhere.
This was the only core of the Dragon Nation,
and the highest authority of the Dragon Kingdom resided here. All the top figures would gather in this place.
And today, it seemed like a very special day.
Because just outside the Dragon City, in the spatial passage, figures appeared one after another, arriving at the Dragon Platform between reality and fantasy.
This place was known as the Dragon Gazing Platform, or the Dragon Ascension Platform.
It was divided into four layers.
The topmost layer was where the Saint Dragon Legend worked on regular days.
The remaining three layers were where the Dragon Tamers came to rest, and they also served other purposes.
At this very moment, in the spacious conference room with a large terrace on the third layer,
a series of figures arrived one after another, surprising everyone present.
"Haha, Wu Kuang, you're back too? What have you been up to all this time? Did you go off to the outer universe to be a mining slave again? Haha!"
"Old Devil Chen, your foul mouth hasn't improved one bit!"
"Tsk, what do you think the adult has called us here for this time?"
"I don't know, even the one who's always researching breakthroughs is here."
"Is Wolf Sage here too?"
"Yeah! He's on the terrace outside, chatting with Poison Sage."
"Chatting? More like getting scolded by her, haha..."
"You should say that to Poison Sage, she's not afraid of us like Wolf Sage!"
"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 for a while, so they chatted enthusiastically.
At this moment, a figure slowly strolled over and stood beside a pensive figure.
"Meng Yao, what are you thinking about alone here?"
Meng Yao turned to look at the approaching Sage Sang and managed a smile:
"Nothing much, Sage Sang. Is there something?"
Sage Sang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and unlike the others present, her brows remained slightly furrowed. She looked at Meng Yao and said:
"Meng Yao, is it because of Su Ping?"
At these words, Meng Yao's pupils constricted slightly: "You know?"
His voice was much softer.
Sage Sang nodded and shook her head:
"Not only do I know, but all these old fellows pretending to be dignified probably know too. But there hasn't been any news from the Heavenly Tomb in the Northern Border, right?"
Meng Yao's face turned slightly pale.
Besides a significant interest, he and Su Ping had a good personal relationship.
And at this critical juncture, the Saint Dragon Legend suddenly summoned everyone. Could it be related?
But the question was, if Su Ping was fine, why would the Saint Dragon Legend gather so many people?
Obviously, based on Meng Yao's guess, there was a high probability that Su Ping had encountered some problem.
The best-case scenario was that he had likely fallen into a trap,
set by Charles at the last press conference.
So, the Saint Dragon Legend wanted to gather everyone to demand an explanation from the Eagle Kingdom.
This was already the best outcome. If...
Meng Yao dared not think further.
In his mind, it was hard to imagine that the stinky brat who seemed capable of anything had truly fallen in that ghostly place.
Damn Leng Ao! Meng Yao clenched his small fist at the thought.
Seeing the emotion of this Sage, Sage Sang remained silent, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.
Buzz!
At this moment, the entire Dragon Ascension Terrace seemed to tremble slightly.
The next moment, all the chatter stopped simultaneously, and everyone looked towards the door.
They knew that the ruler of the Dragon City had arrived.
Even the two figures who had been outside on the terrace entered.
Although still dressed in colorful attire, the young girl who had been more restrained than before walked in first, her expression sullen as if she had lost her father.
Behind her was another figure.
He was an incredibly robust old man.
Standing at over two meters and twenty centimeters tall, he had long gray-white hair tied into a ponytail.
His eyes were not distinctly black and white like a human's but resembled a wolf's pupils.
The mere glance from him sent a chill down one's spine.
And yet, even this person, after stepping out, directed their gaze towards the entrance.
As expected.
The door soon opened, and the first person to appear before everyone was Leng Ao, his expression calm and unreadable.
No one could discern anything from his demeanor.
The next moment, a heavy footstep echoed, and the figure of the Saint Dragon Legend slowly entered. He surveyed everyone present and nodded, even revealing a faint smile.
Hmm?
Even Sang Sheng, who had prepared for the worst, was momentarily taken aback.
"Is everyone here? Then let's all take a seat! The main guest will arrive soon, so let's chat for a while!"
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 Legend.
Leng Ao cleared his throat, and Cold Sir, sitting beside him, stood up and said:
"Regarding the Heavenly Tomb, I believe you all are aware of the situation. It was top-secret, and no one was allowed to disclose any information.
So, for those who inquired with me before, and those who sent people to gather information within my legion but were refused, please don't take offense!"
This first sentence left everyone stunned.
Wow, even Leng Ao learned to apologize? His temperament, apart from Wolf Sage and the Saint Dragon, seemed to have never shown respect to anyone else.
What could this mean now?
Obviously, no one spoke at this moment, patiently waiting for Leng Ao to continue.
As expected, after a pause, the Ghost Saint spoke again:
"Just three days ago, the exploration of the Heavenly Tomb was successfully completed. I believe not only me, but all of you here, would never have imagined the situation inside."
At this moment, someone finally couldn't sit still. Meng Yao was the first to speak:
"Ghost Saint, how is Su Ping?"
Those present at this meeting were undoubtedly either Holy Spirit-ranked beast tamers or master-level beast breeders.
They were all qualified to bear the Dragon Emblem.
Most people there knew that Su Ping had entered the Heavenly Tomb.
Compared to the Heavenly Tomb, many were more concerned about the situation of this once-in-a-millennium beast breeder.
Especially Old Feng and Zhu Hong.
The Ghost Saint glanced at Meng Yao, and this time, he was quite impressed. Indeed, this young man's strength wasn't exceptional, but his sincerity towards Su Ping was genuine.
He smiled slightly:
"The Saint Dragon has confirmed that Su Ping is safe and sound, successfully escaping the Heavenly Tomb!"
Upon hearing this, everyone visibly relaxed.
Even the usually composed Wolf Sage's arm muscles loosened slightly.
However, that wasn't all.
The Ghost Saint nodded, adding, "Furthermore, within the Heavenly Tomb, there's another matter that I must disclose to all of you, so that you can prepare for the upcoming transformation!"
Transformation?!
Everyone's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Indeed, something you all probably weren't aware of. Inside this Heavenly Tomb, the true mastermind, the very creator of the Heavenly Tomb's existence, has also been revealed to Su Ping after his recent entry.
It is the undead existence of mythical rank, the God of the Dead!"
God of the Dead!
These two words, coupled with the phrase 'mythical rank,' left the entire hall in silence.
Even the Yuan Sage from the Chen family, who was standing there in a daze, spoke in disbelief, "Wait, did my old ears deceive me? Cold Ao, did you just say mythical rank?"
Cold Ao glanced at the old man who was feigning confusion and nodded, "Although it's hard to believe, I, along with Lord Saint Dragon, can assure you that mythical ranks do exist. Moreover, Su Ping has not only come into contact with one but has also clashed with it!"
Mythical rank!
These three words left everyone in the room breathless.
Su Ping had come into contact and clashed with it?
At that moment, the Saint Dragon Legend finally spoke, "There's no need for such shock. The revival of a mythical rank is not a simple matter. This time, Su Ping has achieved a great feat, not only eradicating a quarter of the God of the Dead's power but also thwarting Charles' plans."
The Ghost Saint continued, "Indeed, on Blue Planet, there are four Heavenly Tombs, and each one seals a different death relic of the God of the Dead. Among them, Charles obtained the most precious one, the Soul Flame, in the Eagle Nation.
The one in our Dragon Kingdom represents the power of the Death Sword. The Heavenly Tomb in the Mummy Nation should be related to the Undying Body, while the one in the Lion Nation is the Crown of Sovereignty.
Each tomb contains a portion of the God of the Dead's power, and this time, Su Ping has eliminated that power, preventing a true undead catastrophe from occurring! I'm telling you this not to pressure you but to make you understand what Su Ping has done for our Dragon Kingdom. It's also to prepare you for the new era, a future where mythical ranks will exist!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's minds were filled with heavy thoughts.
Mythical rank, such a distant concept.
Initially, they had already reached the pinnacle of Blue Planet, and apart from the legendary ranks of various nations, they were the strongest.
Never had they imagined that this mythical existence from legends would show signs of revival.
At that moment, the Wolf Sage, who had remained silent until then, suddenly spoke up, "Cold Ao, how did Su Ping manage to deal with the power of the God of the Dead?"
Everyone finally realized and looked up at the two men.
The Saint Dragon Legend explained, "There's no harm in telling you. Su Ping had encountered a revived mythical rank before.
That mythical rank's power and rules were in direct opposition to the God of the Dead, and it was the legendary mythical existence of the life-based wood element, the Spring God.
It was with the Spring God's gift and assistance that Su Ping was able to predict the situation within the Heavenly Tomb and act accordingly."
Another mythical existence?
Most importantly, why hadn't this being, which was rarely seen in a million years, sought out powerful beings like them but instead repeatedly encountered this young man? It doesn't make sense!
However, it was evident that no one would raise any doubts at this moment.
The conference room fell into silence as everyone digested this bombshell.
Finally, after a full ten minutes, the Wolf Sage spoke again, "Big Brother Xuan, where's Su Ping? You called us here; there must be something else, right?"
The familiarity between the two was evident from this address.
The Saint Dragon Legend nodded, "He's on his way with the members of the Heavenly Tomb Unit to the Emerald Dreamland. He'll be here soon. I'll tell you about the last matter once he arrives."
No one spoke up.
And so, Su Ping, who had been kept waiting by all the Dragon Kingdom's Holy Spirit Rank Beast Masters and the Saint Dragon Legend, finally arrived ten minutes late.
(End of Chapter)
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