Since there was nothing else to do, Zhang Ze decided to study the arrangements within this mechanical core, those mechanical magical artifacts developed by the Mo Family giants throughout the ages.

They were all placed in compartments on the wall, arranged in order by age.

Standing on the ground, looking up was like watching a history of civilization trapped within a small world.

After observing for a while, Zhang Ze took out a stack of books from his bosom.

They were textbooks from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

He carefully hid these books behind the great shield of a former giant.

No particular reason, just felt like doing so.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Ze decided to create some noise and then have an open conversation with that giant.

By the way, remind him of his habit of talking in his sleep.

However, things like having an open conversation should be more formal, wearing colorful eccentric tight clothes is definitely not appropriate.

Zhang Ze closed his eyes, removed his invisibility, and began browsing his portable wardrobe.

There were many cosplay costumes inside, and Zhang Ze momentarily didn't know how to choose.

Should he choose the legal system pioneer, or the golden battle robe...

While he was hesitating, suddenly someone spoke from behind Zhang Ze.

"Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

Preparing to disguise as Tang for the negotiation, Zhang Ze was startled, retreated several steps, and turned around to see the person was surprisingly Brother Feng.

The genuine Brother Feng.

"How did you get in?" Zhang Ze was a bit incredulous.

Lin Feng casually said, "I used the password.

"The lock outside the door seems to be a numeric puzzle, just arrange the right combination of numbers, and it opens.

"I noticed the marks on it seemed to be used frequently, so I used the [There's Only One Truth Talisman] you left me and got the right password."

"You're so lucky, did you get it in just ten draws?" Zhang Ze asked.

Tang's talisman was sometimes effective, sometimes not, especially for these high-level forbidden techniques and the karma related to cultivators, the success rate was extremely low.

It's dozens of times harder than drawing gold in a single try.

And Zhang Ze only left Lin Feng ten of the [There's Only One Truth Talisman].

Getting gold in ten draws, truly living up to Brother Feng.

Yet Brother Feng shook his head, "Only used half a piece."

Zhang Ze, "?."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Ze gave up thinking.

"Forget it, not going to talk about this, so how did you find this place?" Zhang Ze asked another question.

Not to mention the forbidden techniques here, just finding this mechanical core location was particularly difficult.

Aside from the well-guarded main road entrance and elevator, trying to sneak in required navigating through twisted, complex, trap-filled pipelines.

He didn't understand how Brother Feng found him so quickly.

Lin Feng scratched his face, "Took the stairs."

Zhang Ze, "?."

Zhang Ze, "Which stairs? The main road entrance ones?"

Lin Feng, "Yeah, just went that way, followed the signs, quickly got here." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Zhang Ze, "Then how did you know I was here?"

Although he left Brother Feng a note, it didn't mention where he was going.

Lin Feng shook his head, "I didn't know, I just followed my intuition, saw this place called mechanical core seemed interesting, took a chance here, didn't expect Senior Brother to be here."

"What about the guards?" Zhang Ze asked again, "No guards stopped you?"

Speaking of guards, Lin Feng slapped his head, "I was looking for you for something important.

"The festival has already started, most of the city's dinosaurs have gone there, even the guards here too.

"I came to ask if you wanted to go."

"Right now, only some automatic patrol mechanical puppets are left here, one has recognized me as master, helped me open paths, and distracted other patrol mechanical puppets."

As he spoke, Lin Feng stepped aside, revealing the thing rolling behind him.

A white-painted oval-shaped metal dinosaur egg.

The metal dinosaur egg opened with three holes, two large feet sticking out from the bottom holes, and two red eyes in the middle slit were examining Zhang Ze up and down.

"Alright, let's go to the Dragon Fighting Arena."

Zhang Ze sighed, deciding not to worry about this matter anymore, he gestured indicating Brother Feng to lead the way.

He planned to borrow Brother Feng's luck.

Perhaps, upon stepping out, he might find a piece of gold.

"By the way, why did the festival start so early?" Zhang Ze asked while walking.

Lin Feng, "Because the first ceremony of the festival must be completed before dawn."

Zhang Ze, "So early?"

"Because they want to worship the sun, watch the sunrise.

"Although there's no sun here, they got inspiration from ancient texts and prepared a strange ceremony."

Lin Feng said while recalling the information he gathered.

Zhang Ze, "What ceremony?"

Lin Feng, "Seeing two kids and then it's the sun."

Zhang Ze, "?."

Just as Zhang Ze was about to ask about the details of this sun-viewing ceremony, a sudden loud noise came from the direction of the Dragon Fighting Arena.

...

Dragon Fighting Arena.

Such places worldwide seem to be the same, mostly circular buildings, the center of the field filled with bloodthirsty warriors, the outer section seating bloodthirsty spectators.

But today was somewhat different, even the most bloodthirsty spectators felt fear.

The abnormality occurred suddenly, everything seemed normal moments ago, but for some reason, Lord Shang suddenly burst forth.

With just one move, it killed three strong figures of the same realm.

And the universally recognized most powerful figures of Mountain and Sea, Horror Saint, Xiao Yaozi, and Giant, were inexplicably missing.

For a moment, no one dared to step forward and stop or ask what madness had taken it.

Lord Shang's son stood in the center of the field, standing on the corpse of a Mo family's mechanical dragon.

The body was covered in black thorn-like chains, and as the chains tightened, the dragon's flesh and essence transformed into the most primordial power, flowing into the Son of Shangjun's body.

At the very top of the stand, a sea dragon of the Military School made a move, summoning a torrent to smash toward the Son of Shangjun.

But the torrent had not yet approached before it was torn apart by a black space rift.

The rift then transformed into a black net appearing beside the sea dragon.

This Military School dragon, who had intervened, seemed to be about to meet the same fate as the dried corpse.

But the next moment, a golden light descended from the sky, shattering the black net to pieces.

A giant axe sank into the earth, the Giant stood on the axe handle, looking up at the Son of Shangjun.

Without any extra words, it tossed out several dragon heads with twisted faces.

"Is it worth it? Paying such a price just to stall me for a moment."

These heads all belonged to the Legalist School experts who came with the Son of Shangjun to attend the festival.

"Why wouldn't it be worth it? All of this sacrifice is worth it." At this moment, the Son of Shangjun, his eyes had turned black, the pitch-black pupils reflecting the shadows of all the dragons present.

He didn't continue to attack but suddenly started talking about old grievances.

"Every Lord Shang of the Legalist School never meets a good end. My father, my ancestors, either died at the hands of the Horror Saint, under your Mo Family's mechanisms, or by the hands of each one of you.

"Logically, killing should be ordinary; I shouldn't harbor resentment, as it's our Mountain and Sea's customs and rules.

"But, is some killing really necessary?"

He asked the assembled dragons.

"The spatial technique can only be learned if one has the talent, and it is only my tribe in the entire Mountain and Sea who can inherit this method.

"Just because of this spatial technique, you fear me! You envy me!

"You fear that our spells will run out of control and destroy this Mountain and Sea suspended in the void!

"You envy! Envy why you can't grasp this key to possibly leaving the Mountain and Sea!"

"You want to kill all my tribe! But you can't bear to give up our talent!

"Am I right!"

His voice was deafening.

In response to the Son of Shangjun's questioning, the entire Dragon Fighting Arena fell silent, and the expressions of the remaining leaders were somewhat gloomy.

A few wanted to argue but did not know where to start for a moment.

Because everything the Son of Shangjun said was true.

The Giant admitted frankly, "How the previous Horror Saints and Xiao Yaozi negotiated, I do not know.

"But as for me, I've always advocated for the removal of your Legalist School.

"Because I think you're uncontrollable, and the facts have also proven you're indeed uncontrollable."

The Giant shook its head, seeming to want to shake off something filthy, then continued.

"Were it not for the Horror Saint opposing, Xiao Yaozi being neutral, today's disaster wouldn't have happened."

"Vengeance or release, no matter who intervenes, today between you and me, only one can live."

"Do you have any last words?"

The Giant pulled the great axe from the ground, pointing at the Son of Shangjun.

The Son of Shangjun suddenly laughed, his laughter like war drums and thunder.

He didn't pay attention to the Giant but looked around at the dragons. After laughing for a while, he spoke.

"I've received the inheritance of a god from the Outer Domain, mastering the method to leave the Mountain and Sea for the real world.

"Now, kill him, and the dragon that does so, I will take it away!"

After saying this, his already transformed dark green skin suddenly started to wriggle, as if a monster was about to break out.

In the blink of an eye, his flesh disintegrated, and twisted black tentacles surged upward.

The tentacles spread out at the top, like an emperor's canopy, like a dark cloud, like an ancient tree.

Black tentacles hung down from the cloud, madly absorbing the Spiritual Qi in the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm.

Meanwhile, the aura of the Son of Shangjun also soared to its limit.

Though the scene was bizarre, all the dragons present sensed a breath from those black tentacles that they had never seen before.

And with the aid of the spatial technique, they fleetingly saw an image of the world beyond the Mountain and Sea...

A giant pink tree?

No matter what it was, it was something not found within the Mountain and Sea.

'Why not take a gamble?'

Such a thought inexplicably occurred to all the dragons present; they looked at the Giant, and though they didn't act, their gazes were somewhat peculiar.

The situation suddenly reversed, and now the Giant was unexpectedly left alone.

And the Son of Shangjun, having transformed into some kind of fleshly monster, lifted a forelimb with blades and claws, pointing at the Giant.

"Now you, do you have any last words?"

The Giant had no last words, nor did it have any regret or fear.

Because this was only a matter of course.

It was simply a different choice.

Being killed means death, just the same for everyone.

The giant axe transformed into a heavy golden shield.

'Where exactly is that idiot Xiao Yaozi?'

Thinking of that annoying face, the Giant raised the giant shield and faced the black lightning.

But the anticipated impact did not arrive.

Because once again, a light descended from the 'heaven.'

A yellow figure stood between the Giant and the Son of Shangjun.

Looking at its back, it seemed to be a dragon, but the Giant couldn't recognize its origin.

Because it didn't remember any dragon in the Mountain and Sea being this fat.

This Fat Dragon was not Li.

It was Zhang Ze, who had failed to transform.

Zhang Ze, initially planning to enter low-key as the Heavenly Golden Palace Mixed Element Ten Thousand Laws Profound Sect Demon-Vanquishing True Immortal, forgot he still had his portable wardrobe active.

And the random transformation was somewhat idiotic.

By the time Zhang Ze realized it, it was already too late, and the entrance sound, inherent to his skin, echoed throughout the entire Dragon Fighting Arena.

"I'm a milk dragon! I'm a milk dragon!"