Before entering the Path of the Giant Dragon, Han Xing was worried about other situations inside, so he first put Coal Ball into the Pet Space.

As it turned out, Han Xing's decision was correct.

As everyone continued to delve deeper into the Path of the Giant Dragon.

The scenery inside grew increasingly terrifying.

Whistling winds and thick fog permeated the air.

Apart from these phenomena.

The surroundings occasionally revealed one or two massive figures, swiftly sweeping past from beneath their feet or above their heads in the mist.

At this moment, they realized Wu Ling'Er hadn't lied to them.

The Land of the Giant Dragon is quite dangerous.

If it weren't for the faint light emitted by the Ancient Fire, keeping these terrifying phenomena at bay.

They wouldn't know how many times they would have died by now, just walking this path.

Not to mention, they also had to bring Xingyu City over.

With their deepening journey, it wasn't just simple celestial attacks anymore.

They even saw shadows covering the sky and sun.

Each of these shadows was dozens of kilometers long, extraordinarily massive.

Han Xing vaguely caught a glimpse of their appearance.

With wings sprouting from their backs and long horns on their foreheads, their bodies were entirely covered in scales.

Giant Dragons!

The shadows were all just giant dragons.

Among them, Han Xing even saw the silhouette of an old friend.

Shadow Giant Dragon!

However, compared to the one they encountered in the Secret Realm.

This Shadow Giant Dragon was much larger, and its appearance had some subtle differences.

The presence emitted by these giant dragons was astonishing.

Han Xing believed that if they weren't protected by the Ancient Fire now.

Just the terrifying aura emanating from them would be unbearable.

Even now, Wu Ling'Er remained silent, using the faint light from the Ancient Fire to hide behind Han Xing.

Wu Ling'Er didn't seem to know why she had to stand on the same territory as Han Xing.

Since the core territory was only one square meter.

It barely accommodated two people standing side by side.

So, Wu Ling'Er inevitably pressed against Han Xing's back.

Han Xing could feel the warmth emanating from this petite woman.

Her small body seemed to tremble slightly.

Han Xing turned his head and asked, "Are you very scared?"

Wu Ling'Er's body shuddered, and she shook her head.

"These are not real giant dragons..."

"They are, the souls transformed from those dragons after their death."

"All giant dragons, after their death, come here."

"This place is called the Path of the Giant Dragon, also known as the Giant Dragon Graveyard..."

Upon hearing this name, Han Xing was quite surprised.

However, he understood the reason for Wu Ling'Er's fear.

Compared to visible enemies, she seemed more afraid of these spiritual bodies.

Just like how we humans fear ghosts.

Even though she was such a powerful woman, she was scared of these things.

Han Xing was also a bit surprised.

At this moment, more and more spectral dragon silhouettes began to spiral in the air.

They all gathered near Han Xing and the others.

Although Wu Ling'Er said these dragons were just souls, existing in the form of spiritual bodies.

Their overwhelming appearance alone was immensely oppressive.

The flapping of their wings brought an onslaught of powerful wind.

Even the glow emitted by the Ancient Fire began to flicker.

At this moment, Wu Ling'Er furrowed her brows and said, "Something doesn't seem right."

"Not right?"

"Mm." Wu Ling'Er responded softly.

"There are too many spectral dragon silhouettes; they seem to be looking for something."

Han Xing was taken aback, "Looking for something, is it because of you?"

Wu Ling'Er shook her head, "It shouldn't be."

"Centuries ago, I walked the Path of the Giant Dragon once, and there weren't as many spectral dragon silhouettes nearby."

"Centuries ago?"

Han Xing asked in astonishment, "How old are you now?"

Han Xing blurted out, but immediately regretted the question.

However, Wu Ling'Er didn't seem to mind and candidly replied.

"According to your human way of counting, I should have been born 742 years ago this year."

Han Xing was stunned.

742 years old...

How could she look like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl...

However, now was not the time to dwell on this.

Because.

Nearby, more and more spectral dragon silhouettes began to gather.

There were Red Flame Giant Dragons burning with fiery red light all over, Frost Giant Dragons covered in frost on their surface, and Green Dragons enveloped in venomous green light.

The next moment, all these dragons turned their heads simultaneously.

They then directed their gaze toward Han Xing.

Oppressed by the gazes of these dragons.

At this moment, Han Xing suddenly felt like dozens of giant mountains were pressing down on him.

Even the firelight emitted by the Ancient Fire flickered under the pressure.

The pressure grew increasingly larger.

Han Xing felt it becoming harder and harder to breathe.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Wu Ling'Er, I'm about to falter! Do you have something on you? Quickly take it out!"

Wu Ling'Er, a bit speechless on the side, said, "I think you might be mistaken about something; these dragons aren't targeting me."

"They're targeting you, most likely."

Upon hearing this, Han Xing was stunned.

At this point, he saw dozens of enormous eyes, all staring straight at him.

He realized, Wu Ling'Er was telling the truth.

"Ha... haha... so that's how it is."

Han Xing awkwardly scratched his head.

Then, he hurriedly began to check his backpack.

Han Xing knew he had quite a few treasures on him.

However, he didn't know exactly what it was that caught the attention of these dragons.

Yet, at this moment, the group of dragons seemed to be in a commotion.

Whoosh—

Several dragons nudged each other.

Their massive bodies clashed like little planets colliding, and sparks flew from the contact of their scales.

Amidst them, a golden giant dragon stood unmoving.

It occasionally looked towards the agitated dragons and then at Han Xing.

Then, Han Xing faintly heard some strange notes.

"Abosav..."

The sound seemed to be coming from the golden dragon.

The other dragons were also uttering various notes constantly.

"Argentorium..."

"Bazaarwasi..."

At this moment, they seemed to be arguing over some issue.

Although Han Xing couldn't understand, with the help of the system's translation, he surprisingly grasped the meaning of their words.

"Is it him?"

"This human?"

"Looks like it. He has the aura of Hunter, and the power of that lineage."

"I sensed that Hunter fell this time in the Land of the Abandoned Gods. Should what he left behind be given to this human race?"

"No! He doesn't have the Celestial Mandate, meaning he is not this generation's Child of Destiny. Hunter's things can't be given to him."

"Why not? He is the one chosen by Hunter and should inherit the will of the Wild Ranger lineage and pass it on!"

"I said no, and it can't be. This human doesn't have the Human Emperor's Destiny and doesn't deserve such precious things!"

"Hmph! It's not up to you. These are the conditions set by Hunter, and now, in the entire Holy Spirit Realm, only this person is the heir of that lineage, so this thing can only go to him."

"Is that so? What if I kill this kid?"

At this moment, Han Xing suddenly felt a threat of death.

Among them, he saw a giant dragon with red scales, its murderous gaze instantly locking onto him.

Han Xing's hair stood on end, his expression slightly changed, and he hurriedly looked around.

But he found that, except for himself, everyone else's expressions hadn't changed, and they were instead a bit confused.

Han Xing's heart stirred.

So... it seemed like only he could hear these dragons' conversations?

And perhaps, because of something Hunter left here, it was causing these dragons to quarrel.

Under the dragon's murderous intent, Han Xing was constantly under extreme pressure.

Cold sweat continued to drip down.

At this moment, Wu Ling'Er seemed to notice something was wrong with Han Xing.

She gently tugged on Han Xing's sleeve, "What's wrong with you?"

Han Xing forced a smile and glanced at her.

At this moment, a green dragon blocked the red dragon's view.

"Nelos, you're as domineering as ever, that belongs to Hunter!"

Han Xing immediately felt the pressure on his body lighten.

In the air, the red dragon turned its head and said coldly, "Surmos, indeed that belongs to Hunter."

"But this time, he actually died in the Land of the Abandoned Gods to protect those weak humans, his brain must have been eaten by Beastmen!"

From their conversation, Han Xing learned some key information.

That is, the Wild Ranger Spirit is already dead.

Han Xing knew that their death was likely related to a previous commission of his.

At this moment, a trace of sadness emerged from Han Xing's heart.

From a young age, he had never felt this emotion.

Though he had only met the Wild Ranger Spirit once.

But now, hearing of his death felt like an old friend, long absent, had suddenly departed.

At this time, the red dragon and green dragon in the air continued their argument.

Dozens of other dragons were also watching their quarrel.

"Hunter, utterly foolish!"

"He clearly had a chance to revive, yet chose to dissipate his soul to save these ants, a waste of effort!"

"This makes me seriously doubt his judgment, his chosen successor can't bear the great responsibility!"

"..."

The roaring winds, the whispering dragons...

Except for Han Xing, everyone else, including Wu Ling'Er, was utterly confused.

They didn't know why these dragons were blocking their way.

They only knew that if this situation continued, it wouldn't be good.

At this moment, Han Xing suddenly spoke up, "Hey, you called Nelos, right?"

Hearing Han Xing call its name.

In the air, the red dragon's projection that was arguing with the green dragon suddenly looked over.

A pair of enormous, furious dragon eyes instantly locked onto Han Xing.

"Human race, are you calling me?"

In the air, the normal dragons quieted down.

Even Cheng Jianyong and Shen Yun beside him were extremely bewildered.

But they sharply sensed that something unexpected might have happened without their knowledge.

At this moment, Han Xing nodded.

In the air, the red dragon blew out a breath of hot air from its nose,

"Human race, what do you want to say?"

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