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She waved her hands, and the energies within her body surged, instantly transforming into a transparent shield that enveloped her entire body. A faint glow shone on the surface of the shield, as if it could block out all heat and danger from the outside world.

Lu Zhaozhao moved, dashing towards the boiling lava like an arrow. Her footsteps passed over the lava, yet not a single ripple was stirred, as if the lava were merely an illusion. Within the protective shield, she remained calm and composed.

As she went deeper into the magma, the temperature around her rose higher and higher, and the heat wave rolled in, as if it was about to swallow everything. However, Lu Zhaozhao's shield was like an indestructible fortress, blocking all the heat and danger outside.

The sword intent surged in her heart, and the sword she carried made a ringing sound. Ni Ye seemed to have a subtle connection with something, guiding her to move forward.

The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur, mixed with a burnt stench, making people frown. Heat waves rolled out from the magma, like an invisible giant hand, slapping Lu Zhaozhao's face fiercely, causing him to feel a stinging pain.

As Lu Zhaozhao continued to delve deeper, the scene within the magma became increasingly bizarre. In some places, the magma poured down like waterfalls, while in others, huge magma vortexes formed, swallowing everything around them. However, none of this could stop her from moving forward.

When she reached the lowest point of the lava, she landed steadily on the ground.

The bottom of the magma is not as hot and unbearable as the top, and there is even a hint of refreshing coolness.

Before her stood a palace formed from solidified lava. Its walls were covered with lava sculptures, each in its own unique form, seemingly telling ancient and mysterious stories. The palace's gates were tightly closed, but Lu Zhaozhao knew that within lay hidden treasures and dangers.

This should be the ancient dragon ruins.

Sunk deep in the magma, isolated from the outside world, unaffected by the erosion of thousands of years, it seems as if everything is still in yesterday, without any change.

Lu Zhaozhao stood in front of the palace, looking at the tightly closed door.

The railings are carved with jade and there are countless exhibits.

As she watched, the door slowly opened.

Passing through the ancient door, eroded by time yet still majestic, one enters the interior of the Ancient Dragon Ruins. This place seems like a secret realm isolated from the world, where time stands still and space is distorted.

The palace's dome, constructed of an unknown material, soared into the clouds, emitting a faint fluorescent glow that illuminated the entire palace as if it were daylight. Atop the dome, intricate totems were carved: ancient dragons soaring across the sky, raging oceans, and towering mountains. Each one was vivid, as if narrating the glorious history of the ancient dragon clan.

The palace walls were constructed from massive blocks of bluestone, each meticulously carved and inscribed with ancient runes and patterns. These runes shimmered faintly, seemingly telling ancient spells and secrets. Inlaid between the walls were various rare gems and crystals, which, illuminated by the fluorescent light, shone with a dazzling brilliance, giving the entire palace a dreamlike feel.

At the center of the ruins lies a vast circular plaza, a complex magic circle carved into its ground. At its center lies a shimmering gemstone, emitting a soft glow that illuminates the entire formation. Rumor has it that this is a sacred site used by the ancient dragon clan for sacrifices and rituals, and only the most noble of them can leave their mark here.

Several tall stone pillars stood around the square, each carved with images of ancient dragons. Some soared, some hovered, some swooped down, each one vivid and lifelike, as if the ancient dragon were right before your eyes. Between the pillars hung various indecipherable ancient rune scrolls and magical instruments, swaying gently in the breeze, creating a melodious sound.

The entire palace is filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, which makes people feel awe and solemnity. It seems like a forgotten world, a corner forgotten by time, waiting for the arrival of the destined person to unveil its mystery.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhaozhao couldn't help but become more alert.

The door closed after she entered.

The massive bronze door was extremely majestic, and its weight and size meant that trying to shake it with a mortal body would be like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

Lu Zhaozhao walked around the square, and just as she was about to leave, the ground shook violently.

She steadied herself, lowered her center of gravity, and observed the situation around her.

On a stone pillar not far away, a lifelike dragon carved on it seemed to be moving faintly.

She closed her eyes, shook her head, and opened her eyes again to make sure she was not seeing things.

The dragon on the stone pillar is indeed moving.

With a low, long hum, the dragon carvings on the stone pillars seemed to be awakened by an invisible force. Their scales began to tremble slightly, making a soft rustling sound, like the earth whispering softly.

Then, the dragon sculpture's eyes suddenly brightened, like two brilliant stars shining in the night sky. Its pupils contracted slightly, revealing an ancient and majestic aura.

As their eyes opened, the dragons' bodies gradually awakened. They first slowly twisted their necks, then their entire bodies snaked up the stone pillars. Their movements were both graceful and powerful, as if they were performing an ancient ritual.

Soon, they completely revived, and their huge bodies surrounded Lu Zhaozhao, and one of them looked at her face to face.

Lu Zhaozhao looked up at it. There was a golden light in the bronze dragon's eyes. At first glance, he really thought they were living beings in the world. But after staring at them for a long time, Lu Zhaozhao looked at the motionless eyeballs and saw a clue.

Although these dragon sculptures look lifelike, their eyes are lifeless. It seems that they are just puppets being controlled.

So, where is the real dragon soul?

His eyes penetrated the ancient dragon in front of him, and his right hand touched the hilt of the sword, feeling the sword's perception of his breath.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed as she looked towards the square in front of her. There was nothing there, but the space there seemed to be more distorted than anywhere else.

"Even the mighty Ancient Dragon would resort to such evasive and concealing actions?"

As soon as Lu Zhaozhao said this, the dragon sculptures hovering around her immediately became agitated and growled at her, their intention to attack evident in their words.

She raised her eyebrows, and the sword was pulled out in an instant. The cold light hit the dragon scales, and the murderous meaning was self-evident.

"How dare you, a small human race, invade my territory!"

The dragon's roar was deep and majestic, so loud that it hurt the eardrums.

Lu Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes slightly, with a gleam in his eyes, and stared at the open space.

The distorted space was slowly smoothed out, like spreading out a crumpled piece of paper.

The body of the ancient dragon appeared.

Golden scales, cloud-reaching horns, a pair of majestic and solemn golden eyes, strong limbs, sharp claws, and a tail like a long whip. When it is waved in the air, it makes a deafening roar, as if it can shake the heaven and earth. Every flap drives the surrounding air flow, forming a series of strong whirlwinds.

The surrounding dragon sculptures bowed their heads in submission, leaving Lu Zhaozhao completely exposed to the air.

When she looked at Gu Long, she suddenly felt like surrendering.

The ancient dragon roared, and the dragon roar was full of oppression, which made Lu Zhaozhao's knees drop down unconsciously. She had to use her sword to support the ground to barely stand.

Gu Long met Lu Zhaozhao's gaze. There was an unwavering determination in her eyes, which deeply offended him.

"Whoever offends me shall be punished."

After saying that, he was about to set off.

Lu Zhaozhao interrupted hurriedly: "Senior Gu Long, don't forget that you are only a remnant soul now."

"How presumptuous of you, little human!"

It was completely enraged, and the anger in its eyes grew stronger and stronger.

Lu Zhaozhao seemed oblivious and continued, "If you were truly an ancient dragon, I wouldn't dare offend you. But a thousand years have passed, and your body has become ethereal, leaving only your head. I suspect this relic contains your dragon head. With only your dragon head, don't you think you'd be killed if you faced me? At most, both of us would be injured, let alone killed."

Her words made Gu Long pause. Lu Zhaozhao continued, "When I was a human, I once entered a dragon tomb. The tomb was at the bottom of a lake, but I didn't see the dragon inside. Later, I read in ancient books that when a dragon falls, its body turns into mountains and rivers. It was because of this that I was able to sense this place and that door opened for me."

She paused and stated her purpose: "I've been asked to slay a dragon. I don't want to do it, but I have to. The decision on whether to sit down and talk is in the hands of the senior."