Above the gray fog

Each ancient ruin has a unique suppressive force, and this place is no exception.

Even the powerful Sky Eye can only see the vague scene behind the door, and cannot see the full picture.

On the ground, the walls on both sides, and the ceiling above the ruins, there are vague shadows slowly crawling.

If you switch to perception, you can only see a dark place, as if an unknown darkness has swallowed up all the consciousness radiating outward.

Lin Shan arranged a heavy divine armor on his body, and stacked tens of thousands of layers of defense force fields alternately in blue and black.

After he was ready, he continued to move forward.

He knew that with his current strength, it was almost impossible to encounter danger in the ruins, but he still did not dare to take it lightly, because the Holy Spirit disappeared here.

As he went deeper, he finally saw what those crawling black shadows were - they were half-human-length leeches, densely covering the surroundings.

These leeches exuded a strong and strange smell, which was chilling.

When Lin Shan approached, all the leeches arched their bodies, leaped towards him, and finally all adhered to the outer force field.

Lin Shan's pace was neither fast nor slow. He only moved forward less than ten meters, and the force field was completely covered with these strange leeches.

Their bodies twisted and squirmed, making creepy low hums, as if they were roaring some weird language.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in front of him, and it was a door with a crack opened.

Lin Shan walked into the door, and the leeches were still tightly attached to his force field.

He stretched out his hand, and a strong pulling force pulled all the leeches on the force field off.

During the pulling process, these strange leeches seemed to be subjected to some irresistible force, and their bodies were quickly compressed and shrunken, and finally turned into black lines.

Thousands of black lines gathered in Lin Shan's palm and condensed into a black ball.

Compressing the weirdness into a ball was something he often did before, but compressing thousands of weirdness into one ball was his first attempt.

He imagined in his mind what would happen if the ball woke up by some coincidence?

Would it turn into thousands of leeches again, or would it turn into a more powerful weird leech?

This hypothesis is likely to be impossible to verify.

Lin Shan casually threw the black ball in his hand into the Zhulong ring, and then began to look at the room in front of him.

The room was dim and damp, and the faint light emitted by the gems inlaid on the wall reflected a mess.

Broken porcelain was scattered on the ground, and several rusty ancient weapons were lying in a mess. In the corner, an old wooden box attracted Lin Shan's attention.

He walked over and gently opened the lid of the box, and dust scattered.

In the box, several light dragon robes embroidered with dragon patterns lay quietly. Although the color had faded, the exquisiteness and magnificence of the past could still be vaguely seen. Strangely, all of these dragon robes had black palm prints on them.

Lin Shan carefully flipped through the items in the box. Suddenly, an ancient parchment scroll slipped out from a pile of debris.

He leaned over to pick up the parchment and found that it was covered with ancient characters.

Strangely, although these characters were ancient, Lin Shan could recognize them.

The handwriting was a little sloppy, and it could be seen that the writer was very anxious.

The parchment densely recorded the history of the Dragon Palace and an unknown catastrophe.

Lin Shan read carefully and gradually fell into that forgotten past.

Xianghai Dragon Palace, once the guardian of Xianghai, was glorious and powerful. The Xianghai Dragon Clan ruled all things in this water area.

Shenzhou calendar, 97th year 4231, the weather was clear.

The dispatch order from the Heavenly Court spread all over the seas, and the sky above the Xianghai Dragon Palace was filled with a tense atmosphere.

The news of the invasion of the sea by the foreign gods shook the entire dragon clan.

Foreign gods? How did the unknown gods from outside the domain break through the control of the Heavenly Court?

Why didn't the Buddhas and saints in the sky take action?

......

I learned from my elders that it was a powerful foreign god named Sartulu. It is said that he descended from the endless void with incredible power and endless greed, trying to steal the treasures in the endless ocean.

The Heavenly Court ordered that all the dragons in the Dragon Palace of the seas must gather and go to the endless ocean to snipe this powerful foreign god.

So, 10,000 dragons came from all directions and gathered on the vast ocean.

At that moment, the majesty and power of the Dragon Palace were fully revealed, and the entire sea was shaken by their arrival.

......

When everyone was sighing at the power of the dragon clan, they didn't expect that this battle was the beginning of a tragic catastrophe.

The appearance of Sarturu was like a nightmare. His huge octopus body covered the sky and sun, and his tentacles were like whips, with infinite power.

He fought against tens of thousands of dragons without fear.

The dragons' attacks surged towards him like waves, but they all vanished under his tentacles.

The roars and roars of the dragons echoed in Shenzhou, but they could not shake the huge foreign god.

Sarturu killed all the dragons who came to snipe with overwhelming force.

The sea water was dyed blood red, and the glory of the Dragon Palace was completely shattered in this battle.

The Dragon Palaces in various places were severely damaged, and no one was the opponent of the foreign god.

......

We don't understand why the Heavenly Court did not lend a hand until the last moment.

Let the treasures of the earth fall into the hands of the enemy.

The Ninth Prince of Xianghai Dragon Palace - Hai Mu's last words.

Lin Shan turned the parchment roll over and stared at the slightly burnt black handprint on the back.

There were several handprints, printed at different angles.

The last scene played in his mind.

This is what Hai Mu, the ninth prince of Xianghai Dragon Palace, left before he became weird. Moreover, when he became weird, he folded the parchment roll and the clothes and put them in the box.

That's why there were black handprints on the parchment roll and the dragon robe.

In addition to the parchment roll and the dragon robe, there was also a dagger in the box.

The handle of the dagger was inlaid with luxurious gems, but the blade was already rotten.

Because it had become a relic of the celestial level, it was not impossible to stab people.

Lin Shan put away the dragon robe, dagger and parchment roll, and then slowly stood up.

He raised his head and looked up.

A black shadow was hanging upside down on the ceiling.

The shadow was like a thick black smoke, twisted and blurred, as if it could spread at any time.

Because of Lin Shan's gaze, the air in the room suddenly became cold, as if countless pairs of cold eyes were watching him in the dark.

Lin Shan had already discovered this weirdo, but it did not attack Lin Shan, and Lin Shan was not in a hurry to greet it.

"Are you Hai Mu, the ninth prince of Xianghai Dragon Palace?" Lin Shan tried to communicate with him through telepathy.