Master of Strange Dao

And he could not count exactly how many circles there were, it was this kind of complex spatial change that turned this place into a natural maze.

He was now dancing to the rhythm, with each step precisely landing between two squares, following the ascent and descent, he could just see such a scene.

He saw Yang's figure flickering in and out of the squares at a very fast speed, with a clear purpose, and by now he had reached the core of the maze.

A few breaths later, he completely lost track of Yang.

Alright, Yang did it on purpose.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed in without looking back.

He didn't see Lou Huai's trace, he could only confirm that he was indeed still here.

Following that, Yu Ziqing then discovered another person's trace; that person was also moving rapidly, sprinting with full force. Unfortunately, they were caught up in the maze, and it would take some time to reach the heart of it.

Yu Ziqing didn't pay too much attention; he was immersed in the rhythm here.

Only with his accumulated body refinement and the 720 orifices, was he granted the opportunity, which he did not want to waste.

The step technique derived from the natural formation was enough to benefit him immensely.

He took one step at a time through each small square of the natural formation, until he returned to the beginning, and saw the grand path appear once again.

The melody of heaven and earth also began its replay at that moment.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes; his physical body had danced to a tune. Whether he remembered it or not wasn't important, his Yin God had recorded everything.

He could study it slowly later.

Moreover, he felt that this was just a man-made natural maze, that slight discord was the trace of human intervention.

The end of the tune, starting again at that point, was the flaw.

There must be a place somewhere, with an identical, completely natural maze without that hint of a flaw.

And this one, definitely wasn't created by the Evil Dragon.

With the Evil Dragon's ghastly appearance, how could it have the ability to replicate a natural maze?

When he opened his eyes, he was already inside the maze, unable to sense anyone else; they probably all went in.

Yu Ziqing also stepped forward, following the rhythm, step by step.

None of the steps he took were superfluous, it seemed like he was still following each square that flickered, but in reality, he was walking a straight line.

In the time it took for one incense stick to burn, he had walked out of the stone forest.

Ahead was a vast expanse of darkness.

With one step forward, the darkness suddenly brightened.

Noisy sounds came from around.

Yu Ziqing squinted his eyes as the blinding light slowly dissipated, and only then he could see clearly.

All around him, densely packed, were people, or rather, demons, the Sea Clan.

Merfolk with human torsos and fish tails.

A Great Demon with a head taking up half its body, shaped like a shark.

A monster in human form with a lantern grown on its head, with a charming figure.

There were also members of the Dragon Clan with dragon heads and human bodies, dragon claws, and some in their true dragon forms.

A large gathering of various living beings, all standing here.

And ahead was a vast deep pool, where one could vaguely see a Dragon Clan member as long as three thousand zhang, writhing in agony at the depths of the pool, with its pained howls incessantly echoing out.

The awe-inspiring dragon's roar did not instill fear in the people here; instead, they were all anxiously waiting.

Before long, from the depths of the pool, a faint golden light burst forth, a weak yet supremely oppressive might that seemed to weigh heavily on everyone's blood and Divine Soul, suddenly emerged.

"Finally, finally, it's been eight thousand years, a full eight thousand years, and our Dragon Clan has finally seen another member with the True Dragon Bloodline,"

An old dragon with a dragon's head and a human's body trembled with excitement, his power slightly emanating, causing a thousand-zhang long dragon nearby to be blasted away on impact, vanishing on the spot.

Unfortunately, at this moment, no one was concerned with that; shortly afterward, the massive dragon, now missing some of its scales, flew back and continued to lie there, stretching its neck and looking on with expectant eyes.

Sometime later, a slender silver Dragon Clan member emerged from the deep pool, followed by a golden egg, covered with natural Dragon Patterns, slowly rising to the surface.

The Silver Dragon had just given birth, but upon seeing her unhatched offspring, she too landed on the shore, bowing her head in reverence, just like everyone else.

Because this was a genuine dragon inheriting the True Dragon Bloodline.

And she was not.

She was honored by her child's status; she could stand at the forefront, alongside the Dragon Clan's Clan Leader.

The golden egg hung in midair, Dragon Patterns emerged to naturally form a Divine Dragon, guarding the golden egg.

How long it had been, no one could tell, when the golden egg slowly began to crack, and a deep blue juvenile dragon flew out from within, while the eggshell automatically dissolved into liquid gold, which along with the Dragon Patterns, merged into its body.

The juvenile dragon was born with a Fifth Tier aura, its eyes as unfathomably deep as the sea, pure and full of spirituality.

After its birth, as it swam around, one rune after another lit up on its body, imprinting on each of its scales.

Everyone awaited quietly.

Seven days later, a rune had been imprinted on each of the thirty-thousand scales on its body.

Every single rune represented an inheritance.

As it grew, the number might very well increase.

Yu Ziqing stood amidst the crowd, staring blankly with a face full of shock.

Was this the true appearance of that Evil Dragon at birth?

The whole clan waiting, seven days after birth, receiving an inheritance that had reached its peak for the time being.

This child of heaven, God's own secret offspring, to call it as rare as phoenix feathers or unicorn horns was to understate its rarity. It was a True Dragon itself.

How could such a creature later barely cross the Ninth Tier threshold, not even reaching the Ninth Tier Peak?

Are you kidding me?

Just as Yu Ziqing was shocked, a Merfolk beside him checked him out from head to toe.

"Eh, who are you? When did you arrive?"

Yu Ziqing kept a straight face and immediately lowered his voice, scolding him.

"At such a critical moment, you ask such a stupid question, are you deliberately making trouble?"

Upon hearing this, the Merfolk's expression changed, and he no longer dared to ask, simply watching in silence.

Yu Ziqing maintained an unchanged expression, but he understood another matter in his heart.

The Jade Scroll given to him by Old Yang described what would happen after entering the Mausoleum, but what he saw was completely different.

He had crossed the Natural Mysterious Array with a Step Technique that matched the rhythm of the array, and had entered what seemed to be not the normal Mausoleum…