Inside the giant coffin lies the corpse of a massive Brachiosaurus.

The body has been cut into several pieces, and although there is an effort to piece it together, it still doesn't form the shape of a dragon.

The blood, which has turned black, flows out from the cuts on the limbs, only to be reabsorbed by the skin of the corpse, cycling repeatedly, as if it was still alive.

However, the golden qi and lightning leaping at the cut edges stubbornly destroy the life force that should have died.

Zhang Ze recognized the aura on those wounds.

It's precisely the handiwork of the Mo Family Giant; during its battle with the Horror Saint, its Transforming Axe carved similar wounds into the Saint's body.

It's just that those wounds weren't much to the Horror Saint.

Under sheer muscle strength, the Horror Saint immediately crushed the incoming Light Blade.

Meanwhile, the Horror Saint's ultimate unbeatable vitality directly shattered the stubborn golden qi and lightning.

The wounds which cracked the bones in the Sumeru Space healed as before, only to be split again by the Horror Saint itself...

But obviously, this Lord Shang does not possess such power.

Judging from the spells cast by Lord Shang's son, their Legalist School seems to play with space spells, somewhat similar to a certain vibrating fruit's ability.

Although it felt a bit impressive, it seemed not worth mentioning in front of the Giant's big axe.

But speaking of which, what exactly are they performing?

Zhang Ze looked at the corpse within the coffin, a bit puzzled.

Judging from the expressions of those lining up dinosaurs, this ritual should be a very festive event.

Yet on this joyful day, the son of Lord Shang insists on bringing his father's corpse to the door.

But once there, no crying, no drama, even being quite polite.

Clearly facing the enemy who killed his father, but still restraining from erupting in anger.

The Giant who acted remains, as if what they did was perfectly justified and righteous.

The request to open the coffin also seems not for humiliation, but simply to inspect the goods.

Zhang Ze truly couldn't comprehend their relationship.

Simultaneously, he couldn't understand another matter.

What exactly are these dinosaurs craving?

Taking a step to the side, Zhang Ze avoided the drool from the nearby triceratops to prevent it from splashing onto himself.

The triceratops was drooling while shaking its oversized belly.

Missing most of its teeth, yet still staring at Lord Shang's corpse within the coffin, looking rather unlucky if it can't devour.

Not just it, other dinosaurs also showed similar emotions.

Craving.

They seemed to want to eat that giant dragon corpse.

Zhang Ze suddenly felt this place was creepy, he suddenly felt that the Giant also might not be easy to deal with.

Maybe go talk with that muscular Horror Saint instead?

However, when Zhang Ze turned his head, he found Brother Feng already excited.

Although matured significantly, as a bloodthirsty audience who secretly sneaks clobbers onto arena fighters, and an extreme secret realm adventurer.

Brother Feng never gives up such opportunities, he tugged at Zhang Ze's arm, signaling they should head into the city to check things out.

Seeing this, Zhang Ze knew he couldn't dissuade Brother Feng, sighed, and then his unwillingly dirty little paws reached to the side.

Dexterous fingers hooked lightly, disdainfully pulled a token from the wrinkles of the neck of the nearby fat triceratops.

Identical to the one of Lord Shang's son.

At this moment, the attention of all dinosaurs had been captivated by Lord Shang's shattered corpse within the giant coffin and the confrontation at the pass, nobody noticed Zhang Ze's dishonest actions.

After retrieving the token, Zhang Ze didn't bother to wipe it, and stuffed it into Brother Feng's hand, then gestured for him to run farther ahead, towards the back of the line, to avoid being discovered by the rightful owner.

Entering Mo Pass wasn't difficult; whether hiding inside Cyan Lotus Dust to be carried in, or digging through the earth, Zhang Ze had many methods.

But he suspected that many activities inside should require that token to proceed; stealing it inside could cause unnecessary trouble.

As for outside...

Zhang Ze glanced sideways at a certain direction behind him, a red-skinned one-eyed young dragon was using its tail tip to hook another unlucky fellow's leather pouch.

There seemed to be quite a few thieves around.

However, Zhang Ze didn't continue with the thieving, but followed Brother Feng to the end of the line, while his mind slightly moved, entering into Cyan Lotus Dust.

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Inside Cyan Lotus Dust.

The thieving dragon had already awakened but dared not act rashly; its crafty eyes darting around, finally looked at that black arm.

It counted the fingers, found five, and immediately got excited.

'Saint's hand?'

Curiosity killed the dragon; it really wanted to touch it.

Just as it was about to boldly move forward, noise came from behind.

It quickly stopped its movement and closed its eyes, continuing to play dead.

In the corner, a casually placed Thousand Mechanism Puppet suddenly moved, with yellow light flashing at its joints, standing up in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Ze controlled the puppet to come beside the captured thieving dragon, pretending not to notice anything, bent over to grab the dragon's tail.

Dragging it towards a nearby fake Light Sect gate.

While walking, also muttering quietly with a voice mixed with electric sounds.

"Missing a token to enter the city, luckily, a good brother is offering dragon meat in exchange.

"Although it's unfair to you, but to enter the city, I can only use your life to exchange, alas~ originally planned to let you go in a few days, such a pity..."

Zhang Ze murmured, and just before reaching the Light Sect gate, he heard a belch followed by the sound of hard objects hitting the ground behind him.