Regarding the fragments of the Eye of the Thunder Emperor, Yan Zhaoge had always kept them in his heart. If he could obtain more of them, he would be more than happy to do so.
After all, the Eye of the Thunder Emperor at its peak had been a high-grade Sacred Artifact, far surpassing low-grade Sacred Artifacts like the Clear Qi Robe, the Great Sun Heaven Measuring Ruler, the Nine Dragon Fingers and the Floating Sinking Sword.
Of course, Yan Zhaoge already knew that if it was the complete Eye of the Thunder Emperor, the environments of the Eight Extremities World, the Vast Ocean World and the Floating Life World would also be unable to contain it.
Unless the Eye of the Thunder Emperor also entered a deep slumber like the Extreme Yin Crown or the Extreme Yang Seal, not unleashing its full power.
Over the years, as Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base had risen higher and higher, his strength had also grown stronger and stronger. He had long since been able to wield the full power of the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment that he possessed.
On the other hand, the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment was no longer as helpful to him as before.
However, after obtaining a new Sacred Artifact fragment in the Floating Life World, the power of the Eye of the Thunder Emperor had increased once again.
Now, if he could gain more in this Vast Ocean World, he would probably be even stronger.
Yan Zhaoge's right eye narrowed into slits, the light of thunder flickering unceasingly within as the fragment of the Eye of the Thunder Emperor hidden within seemed like it might leap out at any time.
"Let's go." His expression not changing, Yan Zhaoge strode forward as Fu Enshu, Gao Tianzhong and the others followed behind him.
In front of everyone's eyes, torrential Dragon Qi gathered and manifested into the head of a giant dragon. It opened its mouth and let out a silent roar.
Yan Zhaoge and the others seemed to have entered the belly of a dragon as they traversed within.
The majestic and domineering Dragon Qi intertwined with the filthy and decaying Death Qi, forming a delicate balance that filled the surrounding void.
Walking among them, the Death Qi was harmful, and everyone avoided it like the plague.
However, with the Dragon Qi cleansing and refining their bodies, it made them feel relaxed and happy. As long as they could stabilize their minds and not be intimidated by the Dragon Qi, under the cleansing of the Dragon Qi, their bodies of flesh and blood could clearly feel refreshed, as if they were receiving a baptism.
As Gao Tianzhong and the others walked, they all gazed shockingly at Yan Zhaoge up ahead.
Around Yan Zhaoge's entire body, black qi could vaguely be seen rising, before being purified by the dragon qi.
That was not because Yan Zhaoge cultivated in some kind of devilish art. Instead, it was because he had borrowed the power of dragon qi to temper his body, purging out the impurities hidden within his acupoints.
The human body was too delicate. In the process of life, even a martial artist with a high cultivation base would unknowingly accumulate all kinds of small injuries.
Some injuries were discovered in time and healed in time.
However, some were not discovered in time and would gradually accumulate bit by bit.
Usually, it was nothing, but when one's lifespan came to an end or one's body sustained a relatively large injury, one would discover that the small problems that had accumulated in the past had already accumulated to a point where it was difficult to get rid of.
When a certain trigger appeared, a small problem would become a big problem, such as aging extremely quickly, or the recovery of injuries extremely slow, unable to be completely healed, leaving behind a lingering illness, and so on.
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge was clearing up these small problems.
Everyone wanted to do this, but none of them had been able to do it as thoroughly as Yan Zhaoge, achieving such remarkable results.
Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm as he just quietly felt all the changes occurring within this dragon tomb.
"Because of the space-time distortion, time seems very chaotic. Some places are much faster than the outside world, and some places are slower than the outside world. It's hard to accurately judge."
Yan Zhaoge gradually came to an understanding, "Still, some are fast while others are slow. Making up for it, there shouldn't be any major problems."
While he was concerned about the situation in the Eight Extremities World, Yan Zhaoge was still able to stabilise his mind, maintaining his calm as he was neither flustered nor impatient.
The scene in front of him was constantly changing.
There was the clear sky above the nine heavens, and also the boundless, boundless sea of clouds.
There was the trickling of a cold pool of water, and also the surging waves of a great river, lake, and sea.
In just a few short steps, they seemed to have passed countless places, witnessing various kinds of scenes.
Attempting to turn back, they discovered that the scenes they had experienced earlier were not the same.
Fu Enshu murmured, "It's the dragons who died here. The scenes engraved within their memories when they were alive, the places where they once lived."
"The number of dragons who died here is probably uncountable. That is why there are so many colourful scenes."
Yan Zhaoge nodded, "It should be like this."
It was just that these chaotic scenes signified that the space here was chaotic, very easily causing one to get lost within.
The entire dragon tomb was like a massive labyrinth. If one did not know how to navigate it, it would take twice the effort for half the results.
As they walked, Yan Zhaoge's heart suddenly jolted.
From his Shadow Shrinking Pouch, he took out a few shattered dragon scales.
These dragon scales had come from the old residence of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint of the Eight Extremities World. They did not originate from that ice dragon that had been sealed within the ice pillar, but from the scales of other dragons.
With the dragon scales shattered, Yan Zhaoge had always been trying to piece them back together, but with the difficulty being too great, he had still not succeeded.
The disappearance of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint was likely related to the burial ground of numerous dragons.
Taking out the dragon scales, they had not changed.
Yan Zhaoge did not grow hasty as he continued walking patiently within the dragon tomb.
After walking for who knew how long, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt a change happen to the dragon scales that he held in his hands.
Gazing over, they were currently situated by the banks of a long river.
The river water suddenly rose abruptly, while the dragon scale in Yan Zhaoge's hands seemed to be drawn by a formless force, descending towards the river water.
It was like a fallen leaf returning to its roots.
Yan Zhaoge did not stop it, just quietly watching as the dragon scale entered the water. A moment later, an even more rampant river water surged, directly forming a suspended river on the ground.
From within the river, a dark yellow true dragon rushed out.
That dragon silhouette was condensed of the river water and flowing light together. After appearing, it vaguely appeared a little sluggish, but it did not attack Yan Zhaoge and the others before it, instead nodding towards him.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge instantly laughed, Fu Enshu, Gao Tianzhong and the others all clicking their tongues in wonder.
That yellow dragon shot out of the river water, sweeping Yan Zhaoge and the others along before rushing back into the river water.
As it swam freely within the water, Yan Zhaoge and the others discovered that the scenes before their eyes were constantly changing.
The yellow dragon carried them, traversing this dragon tomb.
The dragon qi and death qi within the dragon tomb no longer had any negative effects on Yan Zhaoge and the others.
Riding on the back of the yellow dragon, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment within his right eye growing more and more restless.
He attempted to guide the yellow dragon, the yellow dragon carrying them traversing the chaotic, shattered layers of space, finally coming to a halt amidst a world of ice and snow.
Figures appeared amidst the wind and snow, one of them shockingly being the former Chief of the Brilliant Thunder Sect who had already been exterminated, the 'Crimson Thunder King' Geng Hui.
Because of the yellow dragon, Geng Hui seemed to have not been able to immediately discover the existence of Yan Zhaoge and the others.
He was currently focused on the person before him, "Residing at Changli Mountain, that Yan Zhaoge is of the side of Good at the end of the day, even having obtained the Nine Dragon Fingers."
"However much we dislike Lin Qiancheng, after his death, the strength of the side of Good has already surpassed ours. If we continue to delay, we will only be sitting ducks and waiting for death sooner or later."
"Liu Shuo, what do you think?"
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