Chapter 1177: Chapter 24: Heaven Sea Dragon Court

As long as it is related to the Endless Heavens, everything becomes extremely rapid, regardless of the matter.

Such as seeking a secret tome, savoring a rare delicacy, interpreting secrets that have never surfaced in the common world, and…

Directly traveling from one side of the Heavenly Sea to its opposite.

As long as one pays with merit, the Endless Heavens will fast forward all complicated and meaningless known matters, directly reaching the outcome.

Just like now, as silver-blue radiance shimmers, a pitch-black door opens, Jin Yanhua steps forward with An Jing, accompanied by a tremor of the Great Void, they traverse the Endless Heavenly Sea of the Huai Xu Realm, directly from the North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent to the Zhongheng Dao Continent.

Arriving at the surroundings of the Ancestral Dragon Hall.

——Heaven Sea Dragon Court——

“Oh? Such a strong sense of weightlessness.”

The moment he stepped through the Great Void Passage, An Jing sensed nothing under his feet, an intense feeling of weightlessness accompanied by a fall.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, they would surely hastily activate various martial skills right now, attempting to make themselves hover for a sense of stable assurance.

But An Jing did not react this way.

Because he was so powerful that no matter how he fell, he would not get hurt, and all the unknowns were merely fresh experiences, the young Endless Heavens Traveler did not activate any martial skills, gladly accepting this fall, starting to descend rapidly from a great height in the sky.

Everyone has had such moments: whether running or in a vehicle, when rapidly moving forward, people curiously stretch out their hands, feeling the power of the wind and speed with their skin, that feeling is like grasping something invisible yet soft, slipping through the fingers, it is the entity of the wind.

And now, the entity of the wind was lifting An Jing’s body, descending together as if in a playful retreat.

He looked down upon the world.

A vast expanse, infinitely stretching, unfolding straight with no visible curvature, a continent with black coastal mountains resembling fortresses, resisting the surge of the azure sea, and inside the blue sea and black mountains, endless emerald plains spread towards the continent’s interior, adorned with hills of intertwined brown and green, sandy golden lands, and grey deserts, woven like a picture.

In the distance, the sun of the Huai Xu Realm was slowly descending, it was not a physical entity but an absolute concept, and the all-illuminating light was about to sink into the ends of heaven and earth, the edge of sea and mountains.

As the light at the top of the heavenly dome dimmed, the colorful earth turned pitch black, hence the cities of the human clan emerged on the land, lighting up.

They were numerous, like stars scattered across the continent, infinite, sparkling with various lights, sketching an artificially made galaxy amidst the gradually dimming world.

Among the stars, there were also some extraordinarily bright ones, these were gigantic structures incredibly eye-catching even in the endless sky.

They might be Cloud Cities floating in the skies; or suspended platforms severing mountains, laying upside-down; or massive Formations outlined by rivers and man-made lakes like seas, or a tower directly straight to the sky, breaking the starry sky, invoking the distant light of Stars.

The Mountain Gate of martial arts sects in the Huai Xu Realm, proclaiming their presence to all things under heaven and earth.

This was a corner of the Zhongheng Dao Continent.

An Jing, for the first time, overlooked from such a high angle, even when he returned with the Pocket World Battleship to the Bright Mirror Sect last time, it was through the Great Void, seldom pausing in the high sky of the current world.

And now, An Jing lifted his head, raising his view.

Then, he saw it.

When everything on the land sank into the darkness after the sun set, above the heavenly dome, endless light spread, outlining an infinite sea of night lights.

A cloud kingdom atop endless mountains, limitless continents, and plains, above endless azure seas.

It consisted of layered cloud vortices, Cloud Mountain, and countless clouds forming the sea of clouds, and within the cloud sea, constructed by thunder, rain, fierce winds, and brilliance.

The city of the dragon.

“Is this the Dragon Country?”

The Purple Mansion True Man did not need to evoke Spirit Qi, nor heed primordial magnetic gravity, with just a thought of An Jing, naturally, his body stopped descending.

He folded his hands behind his back, looking around with interest, observing the details.

At the moment, he was situated in a corner of the Heaven Sea Dragon Court, a grand immeasurable, endlessly vast complex three-dimensional structure constructed out of the layered cloud sea resembling continents.

Within, countless atmospheric currents built by fierce winds transformed into invisible paths, these paths interwoven together like the blood vessels of a massive organism, connecting the dragon’s cities integrally from top to bottom.

Cloud Mountains moved slowly along the paths’ tracks, breeding thunder within. In between roars, the fleeting brightness pierced through the cloud sea, faintly visible were numerous dragon shadows frolicking within massive cloud vortices.

Wind is the path of dragons, clouds are the abode of dragons.

Everything was vortices, no straight line, one cloud vortex linked to another, with exteriors as nests, or towers, intertwining, either sunken or arched, continuously, like infinite symbols.

“An Jing, isn’t it interesting?”

A familiar azure thunder flashed by, the grand voice of Jin Yanhua emerged.

Also an Endless Heavens Traveler, she did not ask why An Jing was not flying but descended alongside An Jing, admiring the vastness of this Dragon Country.

An Jing turned his head, raising an eyebrow unwittingly.

Because, appearing before him, was not the familiar ‘Dragon Lady’ image but a real Divine Dragon unfurling its true form.

What beautiful and powerful life is this?

The sharp-as-sword black metallic scales opened then clamped shut, tightly fitting over the robust and streamline one-hundred-zhang-long body, while the tail covered in solid scales and lined with blade-like spines, like a spear, pierced the storm, azure-black thunder streamed through the gaps in the sharp-edged scales, sparking splendidly in mid-air, the tempered to extreme Weapon Fiend aura like a mountain, then gradually restrained, condensing brilliance on the two horns atop the dragon’s head, straight and sharp, piercing the sky.

Purple-red Thunder Pupil gazed at the young martial artist with a smile, Jin Yanhua, manifesting her true dragon form, raised her dragon claw, lifting An Jing.

And An Jing did not refuse, calmly standing on the sharp dragon claw palm, smiling: “Indeed very interesting, I thought dragons lived in the sea.”

“The Heavenly Sea is also a sea.”

Jin Yanhua naturally said, her dragon form slender and lean yet seemingly armored, wholly an armed mechanical dragon, differing greatly from the traditional Dragon Clan: “Here, there is no dome, nor base, for everything in the universe time and space of heaven and earth is the home of dragons, we live in the Cloud Sea, freely revealing our true dragon forms.”

“And this cloud vortex is my residence.”

With An Jing, Jin Yanhua stretched her body, flying with thunder, swiftly returning to the initial cloud vortex of their fall.

An Jing keenly noticed, though appearing stacked together, each cloud vortex was separated by solidified thunder as if materialized, varied in specifications, some large like mountains, some only a hundred zhang in circumference, enough for a dragon to curl up.

Jin Yanhua’s was among the largest, nearly a human city, evidently a high gate mansion level.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been home, feels really nice.”

Jin Yanhua’s cloud vortex residence was spacious, isolated inside and out, and frequently illuminated by the surging fine thunder light.

Within the white residence, there were several spiral-like pillars, likely the dragon’s coiling furniture akin to human chairs, there were also numerous water mirror-like, vortex-bed-like furniture, the interior hung with various forged weapons and neatly arranged artisan platforms, the Great Void Altar glowing in silver-blue radiance also within, evidently a genuine home for living and working.

Upon returning ‘home’, Jin Yanhua unceremoniously stretched out on the cloud layer, extending herself straight, if spoken politely, like a metallic thunder spear, impolitely just a straight strip.

This was probably the dragon’s stretch, after rounds of tremors like thunder, stretching her bones and muscles, Jin Yanhua embarrassingly spiraled back up.

She lowered her head to An Jing: “I rarely invite others here, so there’s no human furniture, but you can use your mind to shape these ‘Cloud Jade’, all very freely.”