"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Ye Feng, accompanied by the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, charged forward recklessly, slaying gods when gods stood in his way and slaughtering buddhas when buddhas blocked his path!
At one point, Ye Feng even encountered an Ice Dragon with combat power equivalent to a Soul Douluo!
However, this Ice Dragon was still shattered by a single punch from the current Ye Feng!
Though Ye Feng couldn't use his Soul Skills, these skills were essentially his innate talents—they just worked better and were more powerful when combined with Soul Power.
Even without using Soul Power, Ye Feng could still employ his Soul Skills, albeit with slightly weaker effects.
With his current physical combat prowess, a simple enhancement and the "sacrifice" of a single drop of Essence Blood sent Ye Feng's power skyrocketing. He was confident he could shatter even a Titled Douluo-level Dragon Soul with a single punch!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
As the Dragon Soul shattered, the pure energy within it surged into Ye Feng's body, directly unsealing 1% of his Bloodline!
At this point, only 80% of Ye Feng's Bloodline remained sealed.
Ye Feng could feel his Talent beginning to awaken, but he suppressed it.
Currently at level 50, he was just slightly over the limit, so the Spatial Power's rejection of him wasn't too severe.
However, if he were to awaken his Talent and condense a Soul Ring, he would undoubtedly leap straight to level 60. At that point, the Spatial Power's rejection would intensify drastically, making accidents far more likely.
With the Dragon God's Dragon Soul within reach, Ye Feng couldn't afford to take risks for momentary gratification—the cost of failure was too high.
He didn't dare gamble.
"Ahhh, so comfortable, so exhilarating~"
At this moment, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion clung to Ye Feng's neck, swinging back and forth on his body, the little beast so excited it was nearly overwhelmed.
After all, the Dragon Soul Power was incredibly potent, and even Ye Feng couldn't absorb it all instantly.
A significant amount of the overflowing Dragon Soul Power was intercepted by the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
Ye Feng could clearly sense that the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's cultivation was skyrocketing—it had already surpassed 500 years!
Clearly, it had reaped substantial rewards.
After stabilizing the Bloodline energy within him, Ye Feng pressed onward.
Eventually, he slew four more Elemental Dragons at the Titled Douluo level, unsealing another 5% of his Bloodline—leaving only 75% sealed!
Ye Feng had also absorbed the Dragon Souls of the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King. Though both were ancient Dragon Kings, their early demise and the lack of a special place like the "Dragon Valley" to preserve them had weakened their Dragon Souls significantly, so they didn't provide much help to Ye Feng.
In contrast, the Dragon Souls here, though not as powerful as the Ice Dragon King or Fire Dragon King in life, had been preserved in the Dragon Valley, slowing the dissipation of their energy. Even after all these years, their power remained immense.
That was why they were such a tremendous boon to Ye Feng.
Finally, after fighting his way through, Ye Feng arrived at the edge of a massive cliff.
The entire valley was concave in shape—less like a valley and more like a giant basin.
Gazing into the distance, the basin floor stretched as far as the eye could see, shrouded in a hazy twilight with faint mist drifting in the air.
At the bottom of this thousand-meter-deep basin, enormous bones densely covered every inch of the ground.
As Ye Feng stood at the edge, peering into the depths, an indescribable sorrow washed over him.
Low dragon roars echoed through the valley, their mournful wails like a dirge reverberating in the air.
The next moment, Ye Feng's Martial Soul involuntarily manifested, letting out a soft hum toward the valley.
This wasn't sorrow or anger—just a hint of regret.
"Wuuu... They died so tragically..."
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion, bearing dragon bloodline and being a Soul Beast itself, felt the resonance even more deeply than Ye Feng and burst into tears.
"There, there... During the ancient war between dragons and gods, these dragons fled with severe injuries and eventually perished here. It couldn't be helped..."
Ye Feng gently comforted it.
As for Ye Feng himself, he felt almost nothing.
After all, he was just a transmigrator.
What did some ancient dragon-god war have to do with him?
His Primordial Dragon Bloodline was granted by the system—it had no real connection to these dragons, nor any karmic ties.
If these dragons obediently revealed their opportunities to aid his cultivation, Ye Feng wouldn't mind burying them and erecting a memorial.
But if their lingering souls proved ungrateful, he'd have no choice but to take by force.
To him, this place was merely a site of opportunity.
The next instant, Ye Feng activated Blink, traversing the rugged, treacherous terrain in a flash.
"Tap—"
With the sound of landing, Ye Feng stood firmly at the valley's bottom.
In that moment, an ancient aura steeped in time surged from all directions, freezing one's very soul.
These massive bones—some dozens, others hundreds of meters tall—pulsed with faint energy halos. Even in death, they retained such formidable power.
These skeletal remains alone resembled slumbering behemoths. Had they been alive, they would undoubtedly have possessed combat power rivaling Super Douluos, perhaps even Limit Douluos!
Such were the True Dragons!
Merely surviving to adulthood granted them might that ordinary Soul Masters could never achieve through a lifetime of effort.
Of course, their immense power came with constraints.
A dragon's ceiling was determined by its Bloodline—fixed at birth, with no hope of breakthrough unless encountering heaven-defying opportunities.
Moreover, dragons had extremely low reproductive capabilities.
This was partly why "dragons were inherently lustful."
Their reproductive instincts were amplified to extremes compared to other species.
Without being "lustful" or "aggressive," or adopting monogamous systems like some species, dragons would have likely gone extinct long ago due to "aging dragon populations."
Only an existing race can establish order and civilization.
Without a race, there's nothing left to discuss.
...
...
Ye Feng, accompanied by the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, slowly advanced deeper into Dragon Valley.
As they progressed, the dragon bones they encountered grew increasingly massive, resembling small mountains, their auras growing ever more terrifying.
Yet these auras were merely Bloodline pressure—completely ineffective against Ye Feng.
In fact, when Ye Feng released his own Bloodline pressure, these lingering auras seemed comforted, gradually dissipating.
"Crack—"
As the auras crumbled, many weaker dragon bones appeared to lose their last vestiges of spirit. Their enormous frames began collapsing, disintegrating into dust that scattered on the wind.
Soon, Ye Feng's path was blocked by a "colossal mountain."
No, not a giant mountain, but an enormous True Dragon skeleton!
This skeleton stretched over a kilometer long, its bones displaying a deep brown hue throughout.
At the same time, Ye Feng could clearly sense an overwhelming aura emanating from it.
This Dragon Bone lacked the skeletal structure of Dragon Wings, making its bones exceptionally thick and robust compared to other dragon species.
Clearly, this giant dragon had been renowned for its strength and defense during its lifetime.
Especially around this skeleton, the gravitational force was noticeably dozens of times stronger than in other areas!
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