The Dragon Blood Grass was located on the tomb of the Tyrant Dragon Divine Venerable.
Back in the day, the Tyrant Dragon Divine Venerable had returned on the verge of death, his dragon body already shattered. Even after he passed away, his dragon blood had stained the entire Dragon Tomb red. It was for this reason that the rare and precious Dragon Blood Grass, treasured throughout the ages, had grown there.
Each stalk of Dragon Blood Grass was no larger than a palm, similar to ordinary grass, except the blades of grass presented a crystalline crimson hue and took on a dragon-like form. When swaying in the wind, they resembled true dragons dancing, a sight that inspired awe.
"Ancestor Tyrant Dragon Divine Venerable, this junior is Gu Jiuhua, the 103rd generation clan leader of the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan. This journey succeeded only thanks to the grace of two benefactors who removed the calamity of death and extermination from our clan and preserved this junior's child. I have come here hoping to pick a few stalks of Dragon Blood Grass. I beg our ancestor not to blame me."
Gu Jiuhua of the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan bowed respectfully towards the Tyrant Dragon Divine Venerable's Dragon Tomb, earnestly recounting everything. Ye Chen and A Beinu did the same, not exempting themselves from the courtesy, showing their respect.
Afterwards, Gu Jiuhua ascended to the highest point of the Dragon Tomb, where there was a patch of crimson Dragon Blood Grass, totaling no more than a dozen stalks.
Gu Jiuhua dared not step onto the Dragon Tomb itself, fearing to desecrate the ancestor's heroic spirit. He carefully plucked them from the air and ultimately took five stalks, roughly one-third of the total.
The Dragon Blood Grass also held great significance for the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan, and five stalks were essentially the limit.
Fortunately, Ye Chen did not require too many. He accepted the Dragon Blood Grass, and the three of them bowed once more towards the Tyrant Dragon Divine Venerable's Dragon Tomb before leaving.
As they departed, Ye Chen saw from a distance, in the deepest part of the Dragon Tomb World, a Dragon Tomb that towered even higher than that of the Tyrant Dragon Divine Venerable. It stood a full hundred thousand zhang tall, seemingly about to pierce the heavens and tear through the surrounding clouds.
Ye Chen distinctly sensed a unique feeling emanating from there. He could feel that right there, the Dragon Tomb Will was at its most potent, with at least over half of the vast will undulating there, giving off a terrifying sense of pressure that made approach impossible.
In a daze, he seemed to sense a pure-blooded True Dragon that had reached the Realm of Creation lying dormant within, having slumbered for billions of years, awaiting awakening.
Moreover, when Ye Chen looked towards that Dragon Tomb, he clearly felt the vast will that had been undulating above their heads suddenly condense. He could keenly sense a vague emotion.
It was an emotion filled with hostility.
A hostile emotion that had not been present before.
When his gaze shifted away, the hostile emotion from the Dragon Tomb Will noticeably faded.
This made Ye Chen even more astonished. He vaguely felt that particular Dragon Tomb might be hiding some astonishing secret.
Furthermore, Ye Chen felt a slight, sudden disturbance within his body. Something seemed to tremble faintly, as if wanting to break out of his body. But upon careful inspection, it vanished, and even he could not locate the source of the disturbance.
However, after sensing the Dragon Tomb Will's hostility, Ye Chen did not immediately inquire. Only after the three of them had left the Dragon Tomb World and he felt the vast will that had enveloped them since entering the Dragon Tomb World was no longer present, did he speak up.
Hearing his question, Gu Jiuhua's expression turned somewhat strange. "Lord Ye Chen, to be honest with you, that Dragon Tomb is actually the tomb of the seventh-generation ancestor, Chixue Longdi."
Ye Chen was stunned, as was A Beinu. Wasn't it said that Chixue Longdi had disappeared after heading to the Tenth Heavenly Realm Ancient Domain after the Dark Blood Era ended?
Now, there was actually a tomb for Chixue Longdi within the Dragon Tomb World. This was somewhat eerie.
Gu Jiuhua then proceeded to mention some secrets, stating that although it was called Chixue Longdi's tomb, it was not truly so.
In the past, Chixue Longdi was the supreme myth of the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan, having stepped into a realm of myth that no one in the entire clan had broken to this day. He was said to have profound achievements, his power reaching the heavens. He had even accomplished a super evolution through his own efforts, shedding his old body and transforming into that supreme pure-blooded True Dragon. He was the pride of the entire Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan.
What was buried in the Dragon Tomb was the dragon body that Chixue Longdi had shed back then, not his true self.
Because Chixue Longdi was the seventh-generation ancestor of the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan, holding a supreme position, and had been missing for many years, although the clan never believed that an invincible figure like Chixue Longdi would have passed away, they still hoped he might return to the clan's ancestral land and occupy a place there. Therefore, they buried the old body he had shed during his transformation in the Dragon Tomb.
Within the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan, there had always been a saying that the Dragon Tomb World was formed from the inner world of Chixue Longdi's old body. Therefore, a large part of the Dragon Tomb World's will might have been born from it, perhaps even containing a wisp of Chixue Longdi's own will.
If one could converse with the Dragon Tomb Will, there might be a chance to learn the mystery of Chixue Longdi's life or death.
Unfortunately, the Dragon Tomb Will had always seemed to be in a vague state. No matter how later generations tried to communicate with it, their efforts were often futile. Over time, everyone in the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan came to believe the Dragon Tomb Will was in an unconscious state, lacking intelligence.
Yet, Ye Chen always felt that Chixue Longdi's Dragon Tomb was very eerie. If it weren't for this being the burial ground of the Crimson Scale Demon Dragon clan, not to be desecrated, he would have truly wanted to break open that tomb and carefully study Chixue Longdi's old body within.
Perhaps there was also a method within that could allow even A Beinu to achieve super evolution and transform into a pure-blooded True Dragon.
That night, unable to refuse their earnest hospitality, Ye Chen and the others accepted Gu Jiuhua's invitation to stay and rest for the night in a luxurious palace within the dragon palace, planning to depart the next day.
During this night, Ye Chen took out the Dragon Blood Grass, as well as the Chaos Great Cauldron and some other medicinal ingredients, preparing to refine a related pill. But at that very moment, a crimson-gold stream of light flew out from within his body's Chaos Small Universe. With a hum, it shot into the sky like lightning, ultimately even breaking through the palace.
Ye Chen was startled. That crimson-gold stream of light was clearly the cocoon of light formed by Little Dot's slumber. Worried something had happened, he also shot into the sky, chasing after it.
This time, however, the crimson-gold stream of light was extremely swift. Even Ye Chen found the chase somewhat strenuous. He was both shocked and puzzled, wondering why such a sudden change had occurred. But when he saw the direction the stream of light was rushing towards, his entire expression changed.
Because it was heading precisely towards the Dragon Tomb land.
"Not good!"
Ye Chen inwardly exclaimed and sped up to catch up. However, the crimson-gold stream of light swished into the Dragon Tomb World. Surprisingly, the grand formation enveloping the Dragon Tomb World offered no resistance whatsoever, allowing the stream of light to pierce through and vanish into the deepest part of the Dragon Tomb World.
It disappeared completely, gone without a trace.