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The most important thing is that Zhu Minglang seems to still have an incomparably powerful White Dragon, which is obstructing the advance of the Shadow Funeral Dragon Army.

If it were just the Sword Spirit Dragon being formidable, that would be one thing, but that White Dragon appears to be a celestial being in its own right. Facing the Shadow Funeral Dragon Army alone, it slaughtered over a hundred without so much as a scratch before making a full retreat!

Along the complex mountain forests, everyone fought their way through to carve out a path.

Scattered Mourning Dragons did not dare to approach Zhu Minglang and the others easily.

Having shaken off the pursuit of the Mourning Dragons, for a moment they did not know where they were, as the terrain here is extremely winding, and one misstep into a ravine could lead to an obscure valley that is very difficult to find an exit from.

The night was deep, the forest still, surrounded by towering mountains that reached for the starry night sky, while layers of strange ridges and rock barriers seemed to separate this place from the outside world. In order not to lead the Mourning Dragons all the way back to the First Village in Pear Blossom Gully, they did not return the way they came during their escape.

Using these valley rock barriers, they had barely managed to shake off the relentless pursuit of the Mourning Dragons, finally giving them a chance to rest for a while.

“The streams in the valley have all been contaminated,” said Song Luo after walking around. He discovered there was nothing they could directly drink.

Fortunately, Fang Niannian kept her composure in the face of imminent danger, tearing off a string of water bladders from the trembling beasts, or else the panting group probably would not have had a drop to drink.

The amount of water humans need to drink is not large, but not every Dragon Beast is a water buffalo; without water to drink after a battle, it would be difficult to sustain the fighting that follows.

“No one expected things to turn out this way. Alas, the whole village…,” sighed Hu Bailing, his gaze involuntarily falling on the young girl from the village.

The village girl had already passed out from exhaustion; she likely witnessed how Stone Village fell.

But what use was it knowing these things? It was all too late.

Nan Yuso’s Immortal Rabbit Dragon was very busy, moving between several Dragon Beasts, casting spells to heal the wounds inflicted by the Mourning Dragons.

The scars left by the Mourning Dragons all had a certain amount of corrosiveness, which posed some obstacles to the Healing Mystical Art of the Immortal Rabbit Dragon. It needed to use some purifying medicinal water for wiping first. Only after the corrosive effect on the surface had been neutralized could the wounds begin to heal.

“Yuu”

Little White hadn’t suffered much damage; the small Holy Armor Zhu Minglang had crafted for it played a key role. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for it to emerge unscathed. The attacks from the Mourning Dragons could basically not penetrate the Feiyu Holy Armor.

Zhu Minglang took some small Stardust Fragments in his hand, feeding them to Little White on his shoulder like pine cones. Little White chewed on them, looking especially adorable with its fawn-like cheeks puffing out.

Good thing Little White was so tough!

If the Shadow Funeral Dragon Army had surged forth, none of them would have had a chance to escape.

After reconstructing its bloodline, Little White’s strength had increased. The power of each one of these Shadow Funeral Dragons was equivalent to a Lord-level Creature, and they were extremely cunning and treacherous. Faced with hundreds of these Shadow Funeral Dragons, Little White felt that if it weren’t concerned for the safety of others, given a bit more time, it could have even eliminated all of them.

Of course, Zhu Minglang did not dare to take risks.

After all, the Mourning Dragon collective was not limited to just the Shadow Funeral Dragons and Bat Wing Sorcery Dragons. After killing a Bat Wing Sorcery Dragon, Zhu Minglang sensed an even more terrifying Mourning Dragon aura from the depths of Stone Village.

Moreover, the Shadow Funeral Dragons were continuously coming from other stone walls, truly making it unwise to linger in battle.

“Around here, there are still no demons emerging,” Zhu Minglang said.

This indicated that the valley was still within the range of Mourning Dragon activity, causing the vast majority of Demon Spirits and Demon Spirits to keep a respectful distance.

Now the best course of action was to wait here for daylight.

Day broke, and the Mourning Dragons’ ability to stealth greatly decreased; they could better react to any situation that arose.

The night was long, and due to being in the mountains, it was noticeably colder here than in the area around Runyu City.

At Dawn, Zhu Minglang realized that water was indeed a huge problem; the water that Fang Niannian had rescued was already drunk up, and moving forward they had no water to drink…

The Sword Spirit Dragon didn’t drink water, but the Ice Morning White Dragon, the Divine Green Holy Dragon, the Lei Cang Violent Dragon, as well as Nan Yuso’s Chi Dragon and the Fire Kilin Dragon all needed to drink water.

They had to find a clean water source; otherwise, their strength would diminish greatly.

“You all rest for a bit, I will go look for an uncontaminated stream,” Zhu Minglang, who had taken a brief nap, immediately set into action.

“Young master, let me go with you,” Li Xinghua said.

“It’s fine, you sleep a bit more,” Zhu Minglang shook his head.

“With your terrible sense of direction, do you even know where to find water? Let your elder sister guide you instead,” Nan Yuso said from the side, without a trace of amiability in her voice.

Zhu Minglang thought about it, realizing he indeed had no clear target at all, naught but wandering aimlessly amidst the complicated mountain valleys; having the Prophet Auntie with him would make things much better.

Accompanied by Li Xinghua, Zhu Minglang walked deeper into the empty valley.

Whilst Zhu Minglang was unclear what this mountain valley led to, Li Xinghua walked into it with certainty.

There were several streams within the mountain valley, all of them contaminated by the toxic venom of the Mourning Dragons.

The Mourning Dragons possessed extremely high intelligence, and they seemed to be using these waters of life to shrink the living space for all creatures. Even those Demon Spirits hiding in caves were forced to venture out in search of water, only to be caught by the Mourning Dragons.

Within the forest of the empty valley, one could see the corpses of wild beasts, their murky and poisonous aura not only contaminating the flowing waters but also making the morning mist incredibly turbid. The dew on the leaves appeared extremely odd as well.

Zhu Minglang picked a mountain pear, peeled it, and handed half to Li Xinghua, saying, “When we come back, we should gather all these mountain pears; they can somewhat replenish our water supply.”

“There are Ancient Relics within Pear Blossom Gully,” Li Xinghua remarked.

Zhu Minglang halted in his tracks and looked at Li Xinghua.

Li Xinghua pointed towards the depths of the empty and vast mountain valley, then continued, “A group of Mourning Dragons took refuge in Pear Blossom Gully, inadvertently entering the Ancient Ruins. Consequently, their entire tribe underwent metamorphosis within the ruins, evolving into the even more terrifying form we see now.”

Zhu Minglang hadn’t considered this layer.

With Ancient Ruins, it meant that Ancient Lantern Jade from the Superior God might exist.

Moreover, it was said that within these Ancient Ruins, many unimaginable spiritual resources existed, similar to those found in the Dragon Country in the clouds. If one searched deeply enough, they would surely reap immense benefits!

“If we were to find these Ancient Ruins, perhaps we could find a way inside to deal with these Mourning Dragons?” Zhu Minglang asked.

Those Mourning Dragons from Pear Blossom Gully became so powerful, there had to be a reason, especially those Shadow Funeral Dragons; their own cultivation base wasn’t actually that strong, but due to the existence of the shadows, they were extremely dangerous.

If they could find a cure for the toxin of the Polluted Night Mourning Dragons, or figure out the origin of those shadows, eradicating these Mourning Dragons would become much simpler!