Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

The seawater had already surged into the grand hall and was now rising at an unimaginable speed.

They even heard the crashes of several top structures breaking and plunging into the water.

No one knew how deep it was here.

No one knew if, should the Dragon Palace collapse, their bodies could withstand it.

At least Xu Changjiang, with the weakest physique, was quite certain that as a fragile Summoner, if he didn’t use a forcefully withdrawn item, he would surely perish.

The continuous fierce battles earlier had drained all the energy within him.

Otherwise, he could have summoned a powerful Water Summoning Beast to perform a dual fusion and might have left calmly.

Lu Wenwu did not disappoint his brothers.

Right at the moment when the seawater was about to flood over their heads, Lu Wenwu finally completed the last stroke, in one go without stopping!

There was no time to check which destination the corresponding teleportation port led to; he randomly selected the brightest light spot on the map that popped up.

Destination confirmed.

Teleportation Array, activate!

The ancient teleportation array from ten thousand years ago released its final brilliance, burning up the last top-grade spirit stone Spiritual Qi in the Dragon Palace, transforming it into a pile of shattered gray gravel.

Vast amounts of seawater and the group abruptly vanished from the Old Dragon King’s sleeping quarters, leaving behind only the roar of the sea rushing in.

The ancient Dragon Palace had stood underwater for eons, and now it finally completed its mission and quietly collapsed in an unknown place, burying everything of the past in the cold, dark sea floor.

…

On the eastern part of the Divine Protection Continent, it was already a dark and windy night.

A basin surrounded by countless ridges and rocks housed the Divine Dragon Tribe, or rather, the people of the Divine Dragon Race had lived here for generations, for over ten thousand years.

Tonight was the day for the Divine Dragon Tribe to hold the sacrificial ceremony for the tribe’s grand celebration.

The Divine Dragon Tribe named this day as the Day of Descent.

Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, the great God of the Sea in ancient myth, the Dragon King who governed the sea, grateful for the long-following of the Divine Dragon Race, granted the tribe a Dragon Pearl.

On every full moon night, when the Dragon Pearl was offered upon the high platform to be illuminated by the moonlight, it would emit a glow that filled hearts with peace and tranquility.

This light soothed the soul of every tribesperson, refined their bloodline, and enhanced their cultivation talent.

Over the years, it was this Dragon Pearl that had kept the Divine Dragon Tribe’s people from turning into mindless monsters or undergoing terrible mutations.

And because they had consistently received radiance from this Dragon Pearl, the newborns in the Divine Dragon Tribe possessed much better cultivation talents than those of other tribes, not needing to fear losing their lives on this perilous continent at any time.

Hence, in gratitude to this Divine Dragon, the tribe revered it as the Dragon Ancestor, considering themselves as the descendants of dragons and named themselves the Divine Dragon Tribe.

Strong individuals emerged in great numbers, and naturally, the tribe flourished more and more.

The more prosperous the tribe became, the more reverent and fervent the tribespeople grew towards the legendary Dragon Ancestor.

Possessing a powerful Clan’s Sacred Artifact, this has always been a source of pride for them.

When encountering people from other tribes, they would always hold their heads high, appearing exuberant.

If everything followed the usual course of events, the Divine Dragon Tribe would have continued developing like this, amassing enough power and eventually sweeping the continent to establish a dynasty and reconstruct human order, which was only a matter of time.

Unfortunately, everything changed thousands of years ago.

The power of the Dragon Pearl was steadily waning!

The protective range it could offer grew smaller and smaller, and the blessings it could provide the tribe diminished in strength and frequency.

Until a hundred and seventy-eight years ago, the Dragon Pearl finally lost all its power, becoming a gray spherical stone.

It no longer responded to the Divine Dragon Tribe’s offerings, nor did it possess the strange ability to absorb moonlight and transform it into protective light.

The priests, elders, and the clan leader tried every possible method but failed to make it shine again.

Although the Divine Dragon Tribe did not decline suddenly thanks to past accumulation despite the absence of the Dragon Pearl,

without the protection of this Clan’s Sacred Artifact, they indeed have been on a downward path.

Thus, after discussions among the clan leader, elders, and priests, the Divine Dragon Tribe decided to hold an unprecedented grand ceremony on the exactly ten thousandth Day of Descent of the Dragon Race!

They were going to offer up the hearts of five Earth-level Exotic Beasts in total devotion to awaken the power of the Dragon Ancestor and reactivate the Dragon Pearl that had lost its power.

“Father, are we really going to do this?”

Ten minutes before the sacrificial ceremony commenced, Long Wensheng, filled with worry, asked the elder in front of him garbed in the High Priest’s robe.

Serving as the current clan leader of the Divine Dragon Race and the strongest warrior within the tribe, nearing three hundred years of age, he now appeared like a child with concerns over gains and losses.

Seated before him was his father, the most elderly and esteemed elder, the High Priest in the entire Divine Dragon Tribe, an Earth-level expert now at the venerable age of four hundred and eighty-two — Long Yuanhai.

Father and son had fought for the Divine Dragon Race as long as they had lived.

They had devoted nearly their entire lives to the tribe.

Until now, there were not even half of a descendant left.

As High Priest, Long Yuanhai glanced at his son, gently shaking his head: “This is not like the decisive you as usual; today’s you are overly concerned.”

“Father, I…” Long Wensheng opened his mouth.

This dark-skinned, robust Han seemed to have much to say in his heart, but as the words reached his lips, he found them hard to articulate.