Chapter 1755
Hearing Long's words, Zhao Yang and Hilda's expressions both turned rather unpleasant. Zhao Yang muttered inwardly: Damn it! Just because you're a dragon, you're so awesome? My ancestor is Odin! No! This matter must be told to Odin.
Hilda said, "Mr. Long, I know you are very proud. But this world is truly not suitable for you."
Long snorted coldly, "What do you know?"
Hilda sighed, "You do not understand this world. If you continue to stay in this world, sooner or later you will be assimilated into the natives of this planet."
Long gazed at him coldly, "Have you finished speaking? If you have finished, then shut up."
Hilda was instantly speechless.
Zhao Yang's mind shifted, and he placed his hand on Hilda's shoulder.
Zhao Yang's hand covered the dragon scales on Hilda's left arm, then he squeezed and kneaded forcefully. Long cried out in pain and roared angrily, "Vile crawler! Get lost!"
Zhao Yang chuckled, "I won't get lost. Bite me if you dare."
Hilda, anxious, had sweat beads seeping onto her forehead. She lowered her voice and shouted, "Zhao Yang, let go of your hand quickly."
Zhao Yang pretended to be confused, "Let go of what?"
Hilda said anxiously, "What are you doing! Let go quickly, don't throw a tantrum."
"Haha..." Zhao Yang laughed heartily.
Seeing them playing around, Long roared, bared his claws and teeth, and was about to pounce to tear Zhao Yang apart.
Hilda jumped up in anxiety, "Long, don't do anything rash!" Long glanced at Hilda and slowly withdrew his attacking posture.
Zhao Yang chuckled, "If you have the ability, come bite me."
Long roared, and his body suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.
Hilda was stunned, "Where is Long? How did he disappear?"
Zhao Yang was also very surprised, "He was just here, how did he suddenly disappear?"
The two looked around everywhere but found no trace of Long.
Hilda sighed, "Forget it, no need to look. Let's get moving quickly."
Zhao Yang asked, "Where to?"
Hilda said, "We must first find that secret realm. Long's ancestor Odin once left behind a divine artifact. As long as we can obtain it, we can use it to open the Chuansong Sect and return to your world."
Zhao Yang frowned, "Just the two of us?"
Hilda nodded, "Just the two of us."
Zhao Yang pouted, "Then forget it, I'll just go home and sleep."
Hilda grabbed Zhao Yang, "Don't you want to see Odin?"
Zhao Yang was stunned, "Odin? Is he coming too?"
Hilda smiled, "Of course. As long as we can find him, we can fight together with him."
Zhao Yang muttered, "That's more like it."
Hilda handed the dragon egg to Zhao Yang, then took out a map from her backpack and began to study it carefully.
After quite a while, Hilda raised her head, a look of joy on her face, "I found it!"
Zhao Yang asked curiously, "Found what?"
Hilda pointed to a red dot on the map, "I found the location of the secret realm!"
Zhao Yang leaned in to look; there was a small red dot on the map, labeled with a name—Devil's Forest.
Hilda explained, "This is a treasure map. Long's ancestor Odin once left some treasures in various worlds. Only those possessing dragon bloodline can see the locations of these treasures."
Zhao Yang asked in confusion, "Then how do you have this treasure map?"
Hilda said, "I am a descendant of the dragon clan, so naturally I can see the locations of these treasures."
Zhao Yang pouted, "Tch, I thought you drew it yourself."
Hilda glared at Zhao Yang, "Don't interrupt, listen to me finish. These treasures are actually some divine artifacts. As long as we can obtain them, we can use them to open the Chuansong Sect and return to your world."
Zhao Yang asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you say so earlier?"
Hilda shrugged, "I thought you knew."
Zhao Yang was speechless. So he had worried in vain just now. But now that the solution was known, let's get moving quickly. The two packed their bags, took the dragon egg, and set off on their journey. They walked for three hours. Seeing that the sky was about to darken, Hilda finally stopped, "We have arrived."
Zhao Yang was panting from exhaustion, "Arrived where?"
Hilda pointed to a mountain peak ahead, "There is the Devil's Forest."
Zhao Yang looked up and saw only darkness ahead, as if countless ghostly figures were swaying. A chill involuntarily rose in his heart. Is this place really suitable for human survival? He couldn't help but ask, "Is there really a secret realm here?"
The deeper one goes into the Devil's Forest, the darker and damper it becomes. Dense trees blocked out the sun, moon, and stars, making the forest pitch black.
If not for Hilda holding his hand, Zhao Yang estimated he would have lost his way long ago.
The air was filled with a strong stench of decay, making people nauseous.
They had to cover their mouths and noses to avoid inhaling poisonous gas. "This place is simply a ghost place," Zhao Yang complained. "Keep your voice down," Hilda reminded, "We cannot startle the creatures here."
Zhao Yang asked curiously, "Are the animals here poisonous?" "Yes," Hilda said, "The animals here are all very dangerous. Some can even threaten our lives." Zhao Yang's heart tightened.
He did not want to die here.
"We must be a little careful," Hilda reminded, "Absolutely do not take it lightly."
"Mm," Zhao Yang nodded.
They continued deeper into the forest. After walking a while longer, they finally reached their destination—a huge stone gate.
"This is it," Hilda breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as we can open this stone gate, we can enter the secret realm." Zhao Yang carefully examined this stone gate. It was fully two meters high, one meter wide, and usually solid. Many ferocious and terrifying patterns were carved on the door, making people shudder.
Zhao Yang stroked his chin and asked, "This door is so solid, how do we open it?"
Hilda shrugged, "I don't know that. I have been here before, but at that time the stone gate was closed, and we could not enter."
Zhao Yang frowned, "Is there really no other way?"
Hilda shook her head, "I think there isn't. We can only try our luck."
Zhao Yang muttered, "That sounds unreliable."
Hilda glared at Zhao Yang. "Do you have any solution?"
Zhao Yang scratched his head. "True enough. But this stone door looks very ancient; could it already be damaged?"
Hilda shook her head. "Odin, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, once set a mechanism on the stone door. Only a person possessing Dragon Clan bloodline can open the stone door."
Zhao Yang was stunned. "Then what do we do?"
Hilda smiled mysteriously. "That depends on you. As a descendant of the Dragon Clan, you should be able to sense the mechanism's location."
Zhao Yang sighed helplessly. This trouble had come again. He walked to the front of the stone door and carefully observed the patterns on it. Suddenly, he saw a place that was different—a patch of stone with a unique texture. He reached out and touched that stone, feeling it somewhat uneven.
"Got it!" A thought struck Zhao Yang, and he pushed that stone hard. With a Boom, the stone door slowly opened.
"Excellent!" Hilda cheered. "We can finally go in!"
Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief. At least the effort wasn't wasted. He turned back to look at that stone door and found it had slowly closed. They had already stepped into the secret realm.
Zhao Yang and Hilda walked into a mysterious space. It was very bright, as if it were a sunny day. Looking closely, Zhao Yang discovered that the "sun" here was actually a huge gem, emitting dazzling light.
They looked around this space. There were many strange creatures and plants here. There were also some mysterious treasures scattered in various corners.
Zhao Yang and Hilda walked to a high platform. There was a huge treasure chest here. A line of text was carved on the treasure chest: "Only a person possessing Dragon Clan bloodline can open this treasure chest."
Zhao Yang asked in confusion, "What does this mean?"
Hilda explained, "Inside this treasure chest lies a divine artifact—Long Zhijian. Only a person possessing Dragon Clan bloodline can use it."
Zhao Yang was stunned. "What are we going to do with this sword?"
Hilda smiled mysteriously. "You'll know in a moment."
They continued deeper into the secret realm. After walking for a while, they finally reached their destination—a huge cave. The cave was filled with a thick Dragon Clan aura. It was like a dragon's nest.
Zhao Yang and Hilda walked to the cave entrance and found a huge dragon skeleton here. It should be the remains of Odin, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan. Under the skeleton lay a huge sword—Long Zhijian!
Zhao Yang's heart tightened. "What is this for?"
Hilda smiled mysteriously. "The time has come." She raised her hand and pulled Long Zhijian out. A powerful energy radiated from the sword, making one's heart tremble.
She held the sword high above her head and shouted loudly, "Odin! Your descendant has awakened! Now, please grant us power!" The earthquake inside the cave grew stronger and stronger, as if the ancient Dragon Clan was awakening. The surrounding air instantly became scorching hot; Zhao Yang felt as if he were inside a volcano.
"This, what is happening?" Zhao Yang asked nervously.
Hilda gripped Long Zhijian tightly, sweat sliding down her forehead. "This is Odin's call. As long as we can endure his power, we can obtain the ability to open the Chuansong Sect."
Zhao Yang felt his body being pulled by a powerful force, unable to move. "I, what should I do?"
Hilda handed Long Zhijian to Zhao Yang. "Grab it! Only you can awaken Odin's power."
Zhao Yang hesitated for a moment, then took Long Zhijian. The sword blade was scorching hot, like molten lava. He couldn't help but let out a scream; his entire body seemed to be swallowed by flames.
Gradually, Zhao Yang felt power surging forth. His body was filled with scorching energy, as if it were about to explode at any moment. Suddenly, a strong beam of light burst from his body, illuminating the entire cave with blinding brightness.
When the light vanished, Zhao Yang found himself suspended in midair. He looked down and found Hilda floating in the air as well, her eyes tightly closed.
"What is happening?" Zhao Yang asked in surprise.
End of Chapter
