Chapter 620

This is the Dragon King Death Knell, which only tolls when a Dragon King falls.

For a long time in the past, the Dragon King Death Knell had never tolled.

But in this past year, the Dragon King Death Knell has tolled time and time again.

— Seeking Flowers —

Every time it tolls, it represents the fall of a Dragon King.

Although the Dragon Race is numerous, the number of Dragon Kings is still limited.

Becoming a Dragon King is no easy feat, and with them falling from time to time like this, even the Dragon Race cannot bear the loss.

A golden light suddenly radiated in the sky as a dragon silhouette emerged.

It was not a giant dragon, but a Chinese Divine Dragon.

The image of the Chinese Divine Dragon was revered as the Ancestral Dragon among the Dragon Race.

Giant dragons, on the other hand, were secondary.

All members of the Dragon Race hoped that their bloodline would awaken its ancestral traits so they could become Ancestral Dragons.

An ancestral bloodline was exceptionally precious, giving them a chance to become part of the Ancestral Dragon lineage.

Without an ancestral bloodline, no amount of effort would yield any results.

The current Dragon Emperor possessed an ancestral bloodline, and he was the strongest among those with ancestral bloodlines.

The phantom of the Ancestral Dragon currently spanning across the Dragon Race territory was projected by the Dragon Emperor.

The Dragon Emperor's voice resounded amidst the rumbling, "The culprit behind the fall of the Dragon King this time is the human Lin Moyu."

"He is currently in the Meteor Continent. Whichever Dragon King can kill him, this Emperor will reward them with a drop of Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood."

"This Emperor will bestow Tracking Crystals. Those who wish to go may collect them in front of the Ancient Teleportation Array."

…

The entire Dragon Race erupted in excitement.

The Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood could give them a chance to awaken their ancestral bloodline and reproduce at least a fraction of the Ancestral Dragon's glory.

The Dragon Race began to mobilize, and all the Dragon Kings were eager to try.

Previously, when there was no reward, some Dragon Kings only paid lip service to the Dragon Emperor's commands.

But now, with the Ancestral Dragon bloodline as a reward, the Dragon Kings began to take real action.

In the Dragon Emperor's palace, the two brothers, Taren'er and Tatar, knelt on the ground together.

They had come to the Dragon Emperor's palace once again to see him, their hearts filled with anxiety as they trembled, not knowing why the Dragon Emperor had summoned them.

The Dragon Emperor said in a low voice, "Do you know why this Emperor has summoned you here?"

The two shook their heads, completely clueless.

The Dragon Emperor said, "You heard this Emperor's command just now, didn't you?"

The two nodded, "We heard it. We will also go to the Meteor Continent to search for Lin Moyu."

The Dragon Emperor chuckled softly, "There will be many Dragon Kings going to the Meteor Continent; you two do not need to go. Summoning you here this time is to ask you for something."

The two brothers looked at each other, not knowing what they had that the Dragon Emperor would need.

As the supreme ruler of the Dragon Race, what could the Dragon Emperor possibly lack?

The Dragon Emperor said, "This Emperor placed a bounty on Lin Moyu this time with Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood as the reward. Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood is highly precious, and this Emperor is somewhat reluctant to part with it."

The faces of the two paled dramatically as they realized what the Dragon Emperor was about to do.

But it was already too late. A colossal force descended from above and slammed into them.

The two instantly exploded, turning into a mist of blood.

Their flesh and blood were obliterated, eventually condensing into two drops of essence blood.

Each drop of essence blood was the size of a head, and a divine dragon seemed to be roaring within them.

The Dragon Emperor smiled with extreme coldness, "The injuries inflicted by Antares are difficult to heal; only Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood can cure them. The other drop will serve as the reward."

"Lin Moyu, oh Lin Moyu, this Emperor did not hesitate to kill two members of the Dragon Race with Ancestral Dragon bloodlines for your sake. You should feel proud."

"If those with ancestral bloodlines become Dragon Kings, there is a slight possibility they could be promoted to Dragon Emperor again. But how could this Emperor ever give you the chance to threaten my position…"

"Therefore, you had to die sooner or later…"

Chapter 593: Dangerous Flowing Light, Moving Dungeon

Every member of the Dragon Race knew that an ancestral bloodline was extremely rare.

And for those with ancestral bloodlines to become Dragon Kings was even more difficult.

One might not even appear in several hundred years.

Moreover, even if a Dragon Race member with an ancestral bloodline became a Dragon King, they would be targeted and intercepted by the Abyss or the Human Race.

It was said that in the history of the Dragon Race, several Dragon Kings with ancestral bloodlines had died this way.

But no one knew that, in reality, most of those with ancestral bloodlines were killed by the Dragon Emperor himself.

The Dragon Emperor himself possessed an ancestral bloodline, so he naturally knew how powerful it was and feared that someone would threaten his position.

Secondly, killing Dragon Race members with ancestral bloodlines and refining their bloodline essence was a great supplement for him.

Thus, over all these years, not a single one with an ancestral bloodline had been allowed to fully grow.

The Dragon Race had long since become the Dragon Emperor's personal dictatorship.

The Dragon Emperor acted very covertly and shifted all the blame onto the Abyssal Demons and the Human Race.

This also caused the conflicts between the already hostile races to deepen continuously.

Becoming an ancestral bloodline was something every member of the Dragon Race dreamed of; they would do anything for the ancestral bloodline.

But no one knew that once they became an ancestral bloodline, what awaited them would also be the Dragon Emperor's harvest.

Tempted by the ancestral bloodline, the Dragon Race mobilized, swarming frantically toward the Meteor Continent.

In an instant, a large number of Dragon Race members entered the Lower Space and headed for the Meteor Continent.

There were two ways to go to the Meteor Continent. The first was for a Dragon King to go directly to the Deep Space, then return to the Lower Space through a space-time channel, and then head to the Meteor Continent.

The second was to have subordinates who had not reached the god rank head to the Lower Space to arrive directly at the Meteor Continent, and then summon the Dragon King over after discovering Lin Moyu.

Most Dragon Kings chose the second method.

…

Lin Moyu took only a short half-day to reach the center of the Meteor Continent.

The meteors here were extremely dense, with one falling almost every few minutes.

A peculiar sight appeared here.

Within a ten-thousand-meter radius, more than ten World Bosses actually lived together in unison.

Each World Boss had its own territory, ranging from dozens of kilometers to thousands of kilometers in radius.

How could there be more than ten World Bosses squeezed into such a small area?

Each of these World Bosses only occupied a small patch of land, not interfering with or attacking one another, and there was even a hint of friendliness between them.

After arriving at the center, Lin Moyu did not rush into the territories of these Bosses. Even he did not want to face over a dozen level 88 or 89 World Bosses at the same time.

Since these World Bosses could survive in the center of the Meteor Continent, even if they had not reached the god rank, their strength was not much inferior to it.

It wasn't that he couldn't beat them, but rather that it was unnecessary.

Lin Moyu's goal on the Meteor Continent was not to kill Bosses.

After observing for a moment, Lin Moyu found that these Bosses did indeed have a sense of territory, but they simply did not fight over it.

When a meteor fell, the Bosses would capture it.

Whichever territory it fell into belonged to that Boss, and they would not fight each other for it.

Each Boss had its own designated area.

Sometimes, when more than two meteors fell in the same area at the same time, the Boss of that area could only capture one of them, allowing the other to hit the ground.

They would rather let one of the meteors crash onto the ground and allow a mushroom cloud to rise than have other Bosses come over to take it.

They had already formed their own rules, keeping their boundaries distinct.

During the hour Lin Moyu observed, such incidents had already occurred many times.

The power of the meteors here was on the larger side, approaching or even reaching the god rank.

After the explosions, the Bosses would also get injured.

However, it would take only a few seconds for these superficial wounds to heal.

These Bosses had long since been tempered, completely ignoring the meteor explosions.

They continuously absorbed the energy from the Starry Sky Crystals to make themselves stronger.

Lin Moyu did not know if any of the Bosses here had evolved to the god rank over all these years.

As for the Bosses, they did not seem to react much to Lin Moyu, an outsider.

They cared more about the falling meteors; growing stronger and evolving was the top priority in their instincts.

Aside from that, everything else had to take a back seat.

After flying in a circle around this area, he did not find the Dragon King Hall.

The [Primordial Rune] did not sense anything, and the [Primordial Secret Realm] was not here either.

He was not disappointed; the Meteor Continent was so vast, it wouldn't be that easy to find.

Lin Moyu began to search the Meteor Continent in concentric circles, using this area as the center.

Setting a limit of ten thousand meters, each circle would expand by a diameter of ten thousand meters, ensuring nothing would be missed.

In the Meteor Continent, even flying Bosses would not fly as recklessly in the sky as Lin Moyu did.

If they were hit head-on by a meteor, it would be no laughing matter.

Lin Moyu flew circle after circle, encountering many Bosses, most of whom did not make a move against him.

Occasionally, a few blind ones would cross him, but they were quickly dealt with by Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu's strength was no longer what it used to be. He could even slay god-rank entities, and World Bosses only managed to survive a bit longer solely by relying on their immense vitality.

There were also some secret realm Dungeons on the Meteor Continent. As for secret realms, as long as the [Primordial Rune] did not react and it wasn't the [Primordial Secret Realm], Lin Moyu could not be bothered to enter.

As for Dungeons, Lin Moyu would also check them, but if it wasn't the [Dragon King Hall] Dungeon, he had no intention of entering.

Coming here this time, his goal was very clear: to enter the [Dragon King Hall] Dungeon and the [Primordial Secret Realm]. Everything else could be put aside for now.

One day later, Lin Moyu saw a strange mass of light from afar.

The light flowed across the ground like a river, reflecting a brilliant, colorful glow into the sky, which was extremely beautiful.

The moment he saw the light, Lin Moyu also sensed a peculiar aura.

"Resembling a dragon, yet not a dragon…"

"It is somewhat like the aura of the Dragon Race, yet different."

"It is closer to the aura of the Dragon Race's ancestral bloodline, and also somewhat similar to Antares's aura."

In two days, Lin Moyu had already flown across nearly half of the Meteor Continent.

Accelerating forward, he was shocked to find that this light was actually advancing across the ground like a river, and at a speed that was not slow at all…

This light gathered without dispersing, as if it were physical, forming a river of light that covered an area about a hundred meters in size.

In the center of the light stood a small palace, and in front of the palace was a Dungeon vortex.

At this moment, Lin Moyu was almost one hundred percent certain that the moving Dungeon in front of him was indeed the [Dragon King Hall].

"To think that the [Dragon King Hall] Dungeon is actually mobile. No wonder it's hard to find."

A moving Dungeon, and a very fast one at that; if one did not search in the right direction, they would very likely miss it.