The giant clump of clouds covered up whatever was inside, but it was possible to hear some vague dragon roars coming from within.

Those clouds were no ordinary clouds. They were filled with immortal qi. It seemed that there was a kind of mysterious law protecting this place.

Based on Tian Xiezi’s memories and the marker that Mo Nian had left for him, Long Chen examined the clouds for a moment before diving right in.

The moment he entered, he felt as if he had been drawn into a spacetime channel. The sound of dragon roars and spatial fragments tore through his ears.

A giant drake suddenly charged toward Long Chen, its claws tearing through the spacetime channel. Long Chen immediately felt a sensation of mortal danger fill him.

A black bone saber cut through its claw and the rest of the drake, cutting it in two.

Long Chen was shocked. That drake had definitely been an existence above the Netherpassage realm but had still been instantly killed.

He knew that this was a spacetime illusion. It seemed that these clouds had recorded fragments of the history that...