Chapter 111: Conversation with the Old Dragon

Since the old dragon's fall to the mortal realm, he had been recuperating in the South Sea, healing his wounds. Apart from the time he briefly left the sea to seal the cracks in the Dimension Prison when Wen Xinyun broke through the dimensional barrier, he hadn't made any other appearances.

With the old dragon residing in the South Sea, no other forces dared approach.

In the South Sea, Lin Jiufeng arrived at the beach, standing on the sand as he gazed out into the distance. Before him was a vast expanse of white fog, where the sea and sky seemed to merge into one. It was impossible to tell where the water ended and the sky began.

The mist clung to the mountaintops, and the mountains blended with the fog. The sky stretched endlessly, and the sea seemed to connect with the sky.

In the distance, the sea shimmered under the radiant sunlight, reflecting like a mosaic of fish scales on the water's surface. It looked as though playful children were leaping toward the shore.

The wind rose, and the waves surged, one after another, constantly reshaping the beach.

"Dragon King," Lin Jiufeng called softly, standing on the beach.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a massive wave surged from the deep blue sea, and a booming dragon's roar echoed through the air. A giant golden dragon, hundreds of meters long, leapt out of the water.

Its golden scales glittered brightly in the sunlight, and its enormous head rose high, resembling a small mountain.

The old dragon's condition had vastly improved since their last encounter. His wounds were healed, and he radiated vitality. He flew across the sky, breaking through the mist, and landed before Lin Jiufeng.

Thud!

With a mighty landing, the dragon's four claws dug into the sand, and it raised its head, staring at Lin Jiufeng. "Mortal god, what brings you here?"

Compared to the old dragon, Lin Jiufeng appeared as tiny as an ant next to a giant elephant, but he didn't feel awkward. Smiling, he said, "Thank you, Dragon King, for your help during the Mount Cang incident. It was because of your assistance that the cracks in the Dimension Prison were sealed, preventing more prisoners from escaping."

The old dragon shook his head. "The prisoners from the Dimension Prison never should have appeared in the mortal realm. That was an accident, no need for thanks. As for you, your actions recently in the mortal realm have opened my eyes. It's hard to believe that a being like you, an unparalleled genius, was born among humans."

"Dragon King, you flatter me," Lin Jiufeng replied humbly. "I am merely a step ahead."

"Your strength has already reached the peak of the mortal realm. There is no room for further improvement here. This world can no longer contain such a genius as you. When do you plan to go to the Dimension Battlefield?" the old dragon asked.

"I'm not sure when, which is why I've come to consult you," Lin Jiufeng replied, shaking his head.

Upon hearing this, the old dragon rapidly shrank in size, becoming roughly the same height as Lin Jiufeng. He stood beside him and said, "Hasn't your teacher already told you a lot about the Dimension Battlefield?"

"I'm sure your knowledge far exceeds that of my teacher," Lin Jiufeng replied.

The old dragon shook his head. "The Dimension Battlefield is essentially like that. Your human forces are small there. Once you arrive, don't get involved in the racial conflicts. Instead, focus on cultivating your strength. When you grow stronger, you'll truly understand what the Dimension Battlefield is all about."

"The true Dimension Battlefield?" Lin Jiufeng asked, puzzled.

The old dragon did not elaborate. "You'll break through the barrier between the worlds and ascend to the Dimension Battlefield. Once you arrive, you'll be placed at the Ascension Platform. The Immortals of the Immortal Realm control it, so it is not monitored by the hundred races. You'll be safe."

"Immortals control the Ascension Platform?" Lin Jiufeng asked in surprise.

"Yes," the old dragon nodded.

"Are there Immortals in the Dimension Battlefield?" Lin Jiufeng asked, curious.

"I don't know, but even if there are, they are incomplete. The Dimension Battlefield is very deep, and I can't explain it all in just a few words. You'll only understand it fully once you get there," the old dragon replied seriously.

"But didn't you say the Ascension Platform is controlled by the Immortals?" Lin Jiufeng asked, confused.

"Yes, it is controlled by the Immortals, but I never said they were true Immortals!" the old dragon shook his head. "In the Dimension Battlefield, there are descendants of Immortals, some of whom can communicate with the Immortals. That's why very few dare to provoke them. They control the Ascension Platform, maintaining the basic rules for humans to ascend to the Immortal Realm."

"However, humans haven't ascended in thousands of years, so the Ascension Platform may not even work anymore," the old dragon muttered.

Lin Jiufeng thought carefully and realized that it was true. It had been a long time since anyone had ascended from the mortal realm.

The main reasons were: first, the spiritual energy in the mortal realm had declined, and the Dao was no longer visible, making cultivation difficult. The breakthrough to the Tenth Seal was already hard enough, let alone the Eleventh Seal. Second, many geniuses had been tricked by the path to immortality, thinking it would be a shortcut to reach the Dimension Battlefield. Little did they know that once they embarked on the path to immortality, they would become prey for the hundred races.

"Thank you for telling me this," Lin Jiufeng said gratefully.

"No need to thank me. If you do ascend to the Dimension Battlefield, could you go to a place and deliver a message for me?" The old dragon asked earnestly.

"What place? And who should I deliver the message to?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"To Dragon's Valley. Find a silver dragon there named Long Xian'er, my dragon sister. Tell her I'm still alive and not to worry about me," the old dragon sighed.

Lin Jiufeng was stunned, looking at the old dragon in surprise. He hadn't expected this mighty dragon to have a tragic love story.

"Where is Dragon's Valley?" Lin Jiufeng asked, intrigued.

"Once you enter the Dimension Battlefield, you'll hear about it. But don't go to Dragon's Valley until you break through to the Fifteenth Seal," the old dragon said solemnly.

"Why don't you go yourself?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

The old dragon shook his head. "I can't go to the Dimension Battlefield right now. There are too many who want to kill me there. My injuries are not fully healed, and I need to stay in the mortal realm for a while longer."

Lin Jiufeng looked at the old dragon curiously. "Why did you fall to the mortal realm? And how powerful are you, really?"

The old dragon laughed heartily. "I killed a half-dead Immortal, and that's how I fell here. As for how powerful I am, you'll have an idea when you visit Dragon's Valley."

Lin Jiufeng was taken aback. Killing a half-dead Immortal and falling to the mortal realm—this sounded incredibly impressive.

"Alright, Mortal God, I've told you everything. With your strength, talent, and mindset, I believe you will grow in the Dimension Battlefield. I look forward to hearing your name resound there the next time I enter," the old dragon said, rising into the sky and growing to his immense size again. His booming voice echoed in the air.

Lin Jiufeng smiled. "I'll work hard. Thank you for your kind words."

"Take care of things in the mortal realm. The Dimension Battlefield is where you belong. This realm can no longer nurture someone like you. Only the Dimension Battlefield can give you the freedom to soar and roam the nine heavens," the old dragon boomed, then soared into the sky and vanished into the sea.

The waves on the beach surged, sweeping everything away.

Lin Jiufeng stood silently, reflecting on his conversation with the old dragon. He muttered, "Dimension Battlefield... I will go."