Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Young Gilas, Sandstorm King!

Chapter 110 Giant Dragon Egg!?
However, before Lin Xia could carefully examine the changes in Young Gilas, the entire Dragon Tomb space suddenly emitted an even more intense buzzing sound, like shattering glass!
Repulsive force!
An unprecedented, terrifying repulsive force, as if the will of the entire space had materialized, surged toward Lin Xia and Young Gilas like a raging sea!

This peaceful land was completely disturbed by the "Dragon Dance" ritual in which Young Gilas drew upon the essence of dragon blood!

It began to drive away these two uninvited guests in the most direct way!
A strong sense of spatial distortion came over me, my vision began to blur, and my body felt as if it was about to be torn to pieces!
"We're going to be excluded!"

Lin Xia instantly understood.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings like that of a hawk.

The Dragon Tomb is filled with treasures!
These skeletons, imbued with the aura of divine dragons, even if it's just a fragment, could be divine materials unimaginable to the outside world!
Time is running out!

He didn't have time to find the so-called most precious core parts, nor was he able to shake those massive, intact dragon bones.

Lin Xia's gaze instantly locked onto the few skeletons closest to her that were relatively "small".

The remains of a silver-white dragon, with its wing bones broken and only a dozen meters long, exuded a sharp, cutting aura.

A thick leg bone, resembling obsidian and covered with lava-like patterns, contains explosive fiery power.

There were also several pieces of dark gold breastplate bone scattered on the ground, resembling huge shields, incredibly heavy.

"receive!"

Lin Xia frantically urged his will, and the soul tool unleashed a powerful suction force, instantly drawing in the few skeletons and bone fragments closest to him, whose size was barely enough to be contained within the soul tool! Just as the last dark gold bone fragment disappeared—

hum! ! !
The repulsive force reached its peak!

Lin Xia felt a burst of bloody light before her eyes, as if the space was being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand and then violently thrown outward!
In the final instant before his consciousness was completely stripped from this space, Lin Xia seemed to catch a glimpse, out of the corner of his eye, of the core area deep within this mountain range of bones, where the blood dome energy was most concentrated…

There, surrounded by mountains of dragon skeletons that exuded an aura that would terrify even the gods, stood quietly... an egg.

A colossal egg, over three meters tall, covered in strange scales that shimmered with nine-colored light yet were enveloped in a dense crimson glow, radiating an indescribable aura that was both sacred and ferocious, ancient yet brimming with the throbbing of new life...
Just as Lin Xia was expelled, the nine-colored blood-scaled giant egg seemed to sense something and shook very slightly, yet very clearly!
……

The world spins! Space is distorted!
When Lin Xia felt the solid ground beneath his feet again, the suffocating blood aura, the terrifying dragon's might, the mountains of bones, the eerie blood-red sky... everything vanished.

The blinding sunlight shone down without any obstruction, and the scorching air, carrying the dry smell of dust, rushed into my nostrils.

Yellow sand! Endless yellow sand, radiating heat under the scorching sun!
He and Eurydice were lying on the edge of a huge sand pit formed by the collapse of the quicksand.

There was no trace of any buildings around, only endless, silent sand dunes, as if everything that had just happened was just a bizarre and fantastical dream.

"Yoji...yoji yoji!"

The baby Gilas in her arms let out a weak cry, filled with deep grievance and confusion.

It struggled to stand up from Lin Xia's arms, sniffed the air with its small nose, and then carefully sniffed the sand under its feet, its scarlet eyes filled with confusion and loss.

That "wonderful place" that stirred its very soul, that place that made it instinctively leap into the "Dragon Dance" and absorb the magical blood cloud... vanished!

I can't sense it at all!
It's as if it never existed!
The little guy's face instantly fell, just like a child who had lost their favorite toy, letting out a frustrated whimper.

Lin Xia slowly stood up, brushing the yellow sand off her body, and looked around at the desolate desert with a complicated expression.

The sun blazed fiercely, the sands stretched endlessly, and everything had returned to the appearance of the far western desert. However, the heavy aura emanating from the young Gilas in his arms, still carrying a faint dragon's might, the massive dragon bones within the soul tool radiating terrifying energy fluctuations, and... the last fleeting glimpse of that giant egg, surrounded by endless dragon remains, covered in nine-colored blood scales, gently swaying...

All of this was telling him with absolute clarity.

That's not a dream!

"Dragon Tomb..."

Lin Xia's voice, tinged with a dryness and an indescribable shock, whispered in the vast desert.

"We just... we actually fell into a dragon's tomb!"

Only the legendary Dragon Tomb can explain the remains of those countless divine dragons!
Only then can we explain the ancient dragon blood energy that was so dense it formed a blood dome!
This explains why Young Gilas would uncontrollably perform the "Dragon Dance," which only occurs when the bloodline of dragons resonates!
Only then can the strange phenomenon of blood clouds pouring down on one's head be explained!

And that last giant egg...

Lin Xia's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

In the legends of Douluo Continent, ten thousand years after the fall of the Dragon God and the decline of the Dragon Clan, a giant egg that still exists in the core of the Dragon Tomb, guarded by so many terrifying dragon remains, with its shell covered in nine-colored divine scales and its aura a mixture of holiness and ferocity... its identity is almost obvious!
"If...if it really is it..."

Lin Xia took a deep breath of the scorching air, her eyes becoming incredibly profound.

Young Gilas seemed to sense Lin Xia's intense emotional fluctuations. It raised its head in confusion, tugged at his trouser leg with its little paws, and made a low "yo-ji" sound, as if asking a question.

Is it possible for us to find that wonderful place again?
Lin Xia looked down at the little guy's eyes, noticing the lingering disappointment and longing for that "pleasant smell," and then felt the heavy, terrifying bones inside the soul tool. She slowly and firmly shook her head.

"I'm afraid... it's not going to be found for the time being."

Lin Xia squatted down and gently stroked Young Gilas's lava carapace, which seemed to have become more resilient and faintly glowed with a dark red luster.

"The Dragon Tomb is the final resting place of the dragon race, and also the greatest taboo. Our situation this time... is both a stroke of luck and a near-death experience."

Lin Xia raised her head and looked into the depths of the western desert, her gaze seemingly trying to pierce through the endless sand dunes.

"but……"

A smile, full of fighting spirit and ambition, slowly curved the corners of Lin Xia's mouth.

“We know it exists, don’t we? Young Gilas, you absorbed the essence of dragon blood, and we obtained the remains of the dragon race… This is the key! The key to the future!”

"One day, when we are strong enough, strong enough to truly set foot in that field."

"We will come back!"

"And now..."

Lin Xia turned her gaze back to the still somewhat dejected baby Giras in her arms, her eyes softening with a firm resolve.

“Let’s leave here and find a safe place. You need time to digest the power within you, and I… need to carefully study our ‘gains’ this time!”

(End of this chapter)