And among those blurry outlines, only one is clearly distinguishable.

It was a giant dragon entrenched.

It is towering like a mountain range between the sky and the earth. The dark scales are closely arranged and shine with a hard metallic luster. The huge dragon head hangs down, and the dragon's mouth opens, revealing sharp fangs.

There was a strange evil aura exuding from his body, which was the aura of a curse, like the cold wind blowing from the Nine Netherworld, cold and cruel.

It is obviously such a majestic giant, but compared with the distorted and unclear ancient outlines around it, this giant dragon does not seem too shocking to people.

The giant dragon did not move at this time. It was coiled like a sculpture, motionless.

And those vague outlines twisted and passed through the body of the giant dragon without any obstruction.

This scene is very weird.

It feels like those giant silhouettes are something from another dimension projected onto such silhouettes.

"Is that Anyu Jiamei? Is this... the place where Anyu Jiamei is trapped?"

The place where dragons are imprisoned?

An idea came to Kamiyakawa's mind.

He didn't know why he came here.

No...it shouldn't be "come".

Kamiyakawa calmed down and observed the surrounding situation. He felt that he did not really suddenly enter the "Land of the Dragon Prison", but was pulled by some kind of force, so he felt the situation here.

Just when Kamiya was alert and confused, he heard gibbering.

Deep, mute, confused, crazy.

Empty and dead, yet slimy and wet.

It's not a simple sound, it's like an ancient spell escaping from the cracks of the abyss, carrying an aura of corruption and endless despair.

The murmurs are intertwined into invisible nets in this strange world, and each sound is like a sharp claw, piercing deeply into the soul of the listener.

This made the originally turbid space even more grotesque. The huge outlines that were entangled in twists and turns, blurred and unable to be seen clearly danced with joy in the murmurs, making it impossible to look straight at them.

And in the midst of this horrifying carnival, Kamiyagawa heard a sound that frightened him.

There were some sounds he had heard before, mixed in with these babbles!

"Xu Fu! Xu Fu! Xu Fu! Xu Fu!"

"Xu Fu...Xu Fu..."

Amidst such jubilant chants of names, Kamiyakawa saw a figure emerging from the filth.

How to describe that figure?

It's not huge enough. Compared with the Panlong and those vague outlines, it looks very small, vaguely humanoid.

Not clear, not blurry.

It's more like a state between a dragon and those whose outlines can't be seen clearly.

Even if Kamiyagawa condensed his pupils to the extreme, he could only vaguely glimpse that the humanoid figure seemed to be a middle-aged man, wearing a mysterious robe and holding a bronze sword in his hand.

The man held the sword and passed through those huge blurry outlines smoothly but slowly, twisting forward and approaching the unmoving dark silt Jiamei step by step.

Vaguely, Kamiya felt that the other party seemed to pause his movements and deliberately looked at him, but he couldn't really see his eyes or expression.

The East Crosser, this one is definitely the East Crosser.

But Kamiyachuan didn't call him by his name just now.

I remember the medicine seller said that his master was trapped somewhere unknown.

So... the place where the Eastwarders were trapped is the same place where Anyu Jiamei was trapped!?

Before Kamiyagawa could figure out what was going on, the eastwarder in the distance had already walked in front of Anyu Kamei.

The bronze sword in his hand burst into flames and suddenly penetrated into the dark iron dragon scales!

The scales shattered, and large pieces of golden flesh tumbled out of the wound. It seemed as if the Eastwarder was trying to pull out the dragon's bones from the body of the dragon.
Chapter completed!