When the man and dragon entered, Zhang Xing was stunned.
This … This was a huge tomb!
It was two to three times bigger than the black land above.
Looking down from the entrance, there was a mottled golden stone tablet in front of the tomb.
There were no words on it, and the surface seemed to have been corroded. It also looked like black mucus had poured down from above, contaminating the entire stone tablet.
Looking behind the stone tablet, there was a huge hemispherical building quietly lying deep underground.
Like the stone tablet, the golden building was already dim and covered in black mucus. Only a small piece of golden material could be seen at the top of the tomb.
And the entire space emitted a sorrowful aura of death!
At some point in time, Jin Bao had already knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face. With the Dragon race's unique ritual of kneeling every three steps and kowtowing every five steps, he knelt down from the stone steps!
At the same time, Zhang Xing's heart ached. An inexplicable grief invaded his emotional cells.
Drip, drip, drip!
Bean-sized teardrops fell to the ground. His heart was broken!
He walked solemnly towards the tomb.
He reached out and tried to wipe off the black grease on the tombstone.
But the feeling of touching it told him that the black spot could not be wiped off. It had already fused with the tombstone.
Zhang Xing bowed deeply three times in the ritual of mourning the ancestors on Earth!
"Black Treasure, Xiao Bai, come out!"
After summoning the two dragons, Zhang Xing retreated to the side.
The two dragons knelt on the ground the moment they came out, their tears forming a river!
At this moment, the sorrowful aura of the tomb became even more intense. The black, greasy aura of death seemed to intensify.
Boom!
But at this moment, the entire tomb shook. The small piece of golden material at the top suddenly shone brightly!
Immediately after, a huge illusory shadow appeared above the tomb.
"It's a dragon!"
"It's a 30-meter-long golden dragon!"
Zhang Xing looked at the scene in front of him in shock.
However, the illusory golden dragon was no longer as powerful as it was at its peak. It was so weak that it seemed like it would dissipate at any moment.
From those incomparably deep and weathered eyes, it could be seen that this was an extremely ancient dragon.
It might be over a thousand years old, or it might not be. Zhang Xing had no way to confirm.
However, Zhang Xing knew that this old dragon only had one last breath left. When this last breath dissipated, he would fall into eternal slumber!
"Little guys, your arrival has given me the biggest surprise!"
An old but joyful voice came from the sky. The golden dragon had spoken.
"Greetings, Senior Golden Dragon!"
The three dragons kowtowed!
"Yes!
Not bad, not bad!
The dragon race finally has a successor! "
"What a pleasant surprise! I'm so touched!"
"I thought that I would never see another descendant of my clan again in this lifetime. Who would have thought that at the moment of my death, I would see three of them at once? How gratifying, how gratifying!"
The old dragon turned to Zhang Xing. "Human friend, thank you for raising the three children of my race. Thank you!"
The old dragon lowered his head to express his gratitude!
"Senior, you don't have to be so polite. We only signed an equal contract. The relationship between brothers is greater than the relationship between master and servant!"
"Don't worry, we will work hard to grow together!"
The old dragon nodded and looked around the tomb.
"I know you have a lot of questions, so I'll explain it briefly!
It has been 1,000 years. I've also been trapped here for 800 years. Of which, I've been fighting the Dark Army for 200 years.
There are countless Undead Army, puppets, and even corroded dragons in the Dark Army. The battle was extremely difficult! "
"..."
In just a few minutes, he explained the situation of the battle in a short and concise manner.