Supreme of the Heavenly Realm

"This region can only be entered by the Dragon Clan and their friends. Within a hundred thousand miles around, no other race is allowed to exist, not even Emperor-level Sea Demons are permitted near these waters. Those who appear here are either from the Dragon Clan or honored guests of the Dragon Clan," said the nearby guard.

Ye Xuan smiled wryly; the Dragon Clan seems quite domineering, claiming territory as their own. But considering the power of the Dragon Clan, being domineering seems natural. After all, in this world, might makes right, and with enough strength, even the rules cannot restrain you.

The reason Ye Xuan could enter without any obstruction and receive such hospitality was entirely because Ao Wuxu had given prior notice, explaining that Ye Xuan was a distinguished guest. Within the Dragon Clan, no one dared to take Ao Wuxu's reputation lightly.

"Let's go, Brother Ye Xuan, the Dragon Fortress is located in the center of Dragon Island. You will soon meet Master Ao Wuxu," said the guard who had spoken earlier. Seeing Ye Xuan nod, he then dashed forward, leading the way.

The journey did not take much time. Within an hour, the group of three had ventured deep into Dragon Island, and as they progressed, the Spiritual Energy in the air grew increasingly dense. Eventually, even the air turned somewhat moist, a phenomenon only possible when the Spiritual Energy reaches a certain abundance.

Ye Xuan gazed in awe at the sight, then his expression shifted as he looked ahead. The space there showed signs of distortion, like an invisible barrier separating the inside from the outside.

Though the barrier was invisible, Ye Xuan could clearly feel a formidable array ahead that even made him feel frightened. If he's not mistaken, it should be the protective array of the Dragon Clan. The power of such an array could indeed be described as world-shattering.

The two guards stopped before the array, took out a token, and infused it with True Yuan. Light gathered on the token, transforming into a lifelike dragon clan totem image. The totem, like a mini dragon, coiled and emitted vitality and a sense of true majesty.

"Roar!"

The totem dragon let out a cry, then transformed into a beam of light shooting into the invisible barrier ahead. The space there slowly twisted, and a seam quietly tore open.

Buzz!

As the seam opened, a near-tangible Spiritual Energy burst forth like a caged tiger being released. Within that Spiritual Energy, invisible howls spread out, leaving Ye Xuan slightly startled—what level of Spiritual Energy density could create such a scene?

"Let's go." The guard led and stepped into the seam. Ye Xuan hesitated briefly but followed quickly.

As he crossed the spatial seam, Ye Xuan felt his vision blur, and suddenly, the scene changed. Before he could take in the new environment, he abruptly felt his body become heavy, being pressed down several tens of feet.

This region had prohibited flying at will.

"Master Ao Wuxu has arrived."

Just as they entered the Dragon Clan's territory, a loud laugh echoed from above. Several figures appeared ahead, and the one in the lead was none other than Ao Wuxu.

"Ye Xuan, you've finally come!"

Ao Wuxu landed in front of Ye Xuan, smiling as he spoke.

"I've been recovering from my injuries, so it took some time," Ye Xuan replied with a smile.

"Let's take a tour first." Ao Wuxu dismissed the guards.

"Alright."

Ye Xuan nodded.

Under Ao Wuxu's lead, the two headed deeper into the Dragon Domain.

As they traveled, the vast space of the Dragon Clan gradually unfolded its grandeur.

Ye Xuan, filled with admiration, looked up with curiosity at the Dragon Clan's stronghold. As far as the eye could see, endless verdant woods stretched out. Each gigantic tree stood tens of thousands of feet tall, with ancient patterns etched on their trunks. Most surprising to Lin Dong was that these colossal trees, akin to mighty pillars, seemed alive as they absorbed and exhaled the Spiritual Energy of the world.

"These are Ancestor Spirit Trees, sacred trees from ancient times with the ability to generate Spiritual Energy. By absorbing a small amount of Spiritual Energy, they can produce immensely vast and pure Spiritual Energy, continually and endlessly," Ao Wuxu explained, noticing Lin Dong's awe.

"Truly worthy of the Dragon Clan."

Ye Xuan nodded. The effect of the Ancestor Spirit Trees far surpassed any array for gathering Spiritual Energy. Moreover, the sheer number of Ancestor Spirit Trees here was astounding, explaining the terrifying abundance of Spiritual Energy in the Dragon Domain.

In the vast skies above, Spiritual Rivers could be seen stretching endlessly, roaring and surging. In the farther distance, dragon roars seemed to echo, with glimpses of massive dragon shadows frolicking in the rivers.

Above that, a colossal Light Shield covered the sky. The shield was inscribed with mysterious runes that, when gathered, resembled the gigantic silhouette of a dragon tens of thousands of feet long.

"The Dragon Clan indeed hides many talents."

Ye Xuan glanced at the array and felt a slight sense of apprehension. Such an array could only be set up by beings of the Martial Emperor level, and it should be the Dragon Clan's protective array. Its power certainly had the ability to annihilate Sealing Emperor strong people.

"This is our Dragon Clan's protective formation, the Nine Dragon Divine Emperor Formation. In ancient times, three Netherworld Emperors attacked this formation, but all were slain by it," Ao Wuxu said softly, looking at the massive formation above, with a hint of reverence in his eyes.

In ancient times, a hundred clans coexisted, with the biggest opposition to the Human Clan being the Demon Clan. Though mighty, the Demon Clan was manipulated by a more formidable power behind the scenes.

That was the Netherworld people.

The Netherworld people came to the Spirit Martial Continent through spatial cracks or other means, possessing immense power. However, due to their limited numbers and their covert residence within the Demon Clan during ancient times, few on the Spirit Martial Continent knew of their might. Their traces were nearly invisible on the continent but not uncommon in the Ancient World, where their hidden presence posed a significant threat.

This formation's ability to withstand three Netherworld Emperors' attacks leaves no room for doubt about its power.