"Uncle Xia. out, we can't get out for the time being. Now, let's see what's being built here. "I stared at him, wanting him to make the final decision.

"Well, then you two come with me." Professor Xia said, gesturing.

Judging from the current situation of this underground palace, in the middle of its construction, many facilities have not yet been perfected.

The layers of the underground palace are distinct, and the height is staggered. The various paths leading to the altar are connected by suspended stone steps, and seem to be arranged around it. The altar was built on a huge rock suspended in the air, and below it was an unfathomable abyss.

It is difficult for us to explain the scientific rationale for the existence of this phenomenon, which seems to violate the scientific definition of 'gravitation'.

However, it actually exists stubbornly, even if there are stone steps from all sides on the way to the altar, but these stone steps are suspended, and in the face of this suspended boulder, let alone fixed, I am afraid that the traction seems very far-fetched.

Our minds were all on those three people, but now that we come back to our senses, we feel that the structure here is really ingenious.

The laborers in the dungeon are still under the supervision of the overseer, constantly carrying the building materials needed to build the dungeon, and it seems that they have not stopped for a moment.

"Look, there's another stone staircase here!" Lingxin called us both.

Indeed, we did not take this staircase when we came down from the altar just now, it was obviously newly built. It was only a short period of time, which made us feel that the speed and ability of these craftsmen were extraordinary.

There are two rows of lights on each side of the steps, about a meter apart, and they are embedded in hollowed-out stones. The light is dark green, I don't know if the air in this dungeon is not good, or its burning nature, with the dark environment of the dungeon, revealing a strange atmosphere.

"Sen, listen to the heart. The oil in these lamps is viscous, and I think it's probably the grease of the shark, and these lamps seem to be the legendary lanterns. Professor Xia pointed to the lamp on the stone steps for the two of us and talked about his own opinion.

Regarding the ever-bright lamp, there is indeed a record in the historical data, which is a special kind of lamp used by the first emperor when he built the underground palace, and it is said that it can burn in the underground palace for thousands of years without extinguishing. Obviously, this kind of thing that completely breaks the law of conservation of energy has long been criticized by all walks of life, and it is impossible.

If these lamps in front of us are ever-bright lamps, then I care more about its material, even if it will not burn for thousands of years, but it is definitely a low-consumption, high-energy storage substance. As for whether the oil is made of shark oil, everyone has been researching the real existence of this magical creature for thousands of years, although it is similar to the dragon but different.

"Dad, don't the legends of sharks live in the deep sea where even sunlight can't penetrate? It's so deep that the pressure in the water can distort people into human shapes, so how can people catch it? Lingxin put forward his own opinion.

If these things had happened before, I might have thought that they were all myths and legends made up by the ancients, but from what we have experienced, it is enough to show that there are some things that cannot be judged according to conventional thinking.

Rational thinking can make thinking very restricted, while perceptual thinking can completely break through the conventional limitations and collide with some phenomena that we have not yet touched.

"Uncle Xia, listen to your heart. Now that we have returned to the construction of this underground palace, I think there are many things that cannot be explained, and now we can discover a different historical truth through the exploration of this place. I said to them.

After hearing this, they looked around again, and the suspicion that appeared between their brows was enough to make people feel the incredible surprise in their hearts about everything that was here.

The craftsmen were still busy with the birth of this dungeon, and the mysterious man in black left the sacrificial platform and walked through the stone steps to the other side of the dungeon.

As for how powerful the ancients' cultivation and kung fu were, I think he can completely explain it for us.

He was on the altar and suddenly transformed into a black miasma, and at the same moment he reached the other side - the smoke came first.

As for his strange whereabouts, in our current words, he is doing magic. What we see is nothing more than a trick he uses to deceive people, or to understand it on another level, he wants to intimidate his subordinates in a way that no one else can, so that his subordinates feel that he is like a god.

In ancient times and even in feudal times, the prerequisite for the selection of a leader was that the person must have great strength, which can be burly and powerful, or have the ability to call the wind and rain.

The mysterious man in black was the focus of the audience, and we followed along to get more information here.

When we got to where he was, we were stunned that there was a pool of blood.

This pool of blood is made of white marble, the size of a basketball court. The blood pool was filled with a mist that seemed like a dream, and the liquid inside was bright red and had an extremely strong fishy smell. From this, I suspect it's all blood.

"Dad, there's blood in this?" Lingxin was surprised.

"It's hard to say if it's blood or not, but there are bubbles coming out of it from time to time, and there must be something hidden underneath," just as Professor Xia deduced, the head of a monster poked out of it, "Or there is a behemoth!" Professor Xia suddenly couldn't hold back his tone.

"Whew-"

The behemoth in the pool of blood gradually poked its head out, and its mouth let out a terrifying moan, the sound of which was like the roar of a cow.

"It's a dragon!" I judged.

For the dragon is a magical creature, we have seen it in many New Year paintings, but reality has never seen a trace. Then, the moment it peeked out of its head, the two horns that snaked backwards and the entire head was covered with thick hair, all of which were exactly the same as those of the dragon.

The most amazing thing is that its hair does not get contaminated with the pool fluid at all. The moment it raised its head from the pool of blood, the red pool of fluid faded from its hair, making its image more vivid.

"Dragon!" They were surprised. I know that even if I don't say what it is, they will recognize it. In reality, its appearance rate is super high, and it exists in a series of works such as film and television dramas, novels, comics, and Chinese paintings.

I don't know if it was the magical scene in front of them that amazed the two of them, or the mysterious man in black was about to communicate with the dragon in the blood pool, they silently watched with a look of surprise.

At this moment, the mysterious man in black muttered to the dragon in the pool of blood, as if he was conveying something to it. In order to know what the man in black was talking about, I turned my head to look at Professor Xia, but he shook his head helplessly, and then handed me a look and told me to continue looking.

The mysterious man in black blurted out some kind of spell, and I don't think anyone in the same sect knew it, or didn't know it. The important thing is that he is communicating with the dragon, and it is basically impossible to decipher the message conveyed by this passage.

The black-clothed mysterious man spoke, and the dragon sank into a pool of blood after its jaw, judging the length of its entire body from the size of the dragon's head, the data seemed a little amazing, to put it mildly, the power brought by its anger was enough to raze the entire underground palace.

After the dragon sank into the pool of blood, the pool of liquid poured in again, the same as before. At this time, the mysterious man turned into smoke again and disappeared.

"Dad, Sen. Where did the man go? Lingxin looked at the two of us.

However, in the face of the mysterious man in black suddenly turning into a cloud of purple smoke, how can we possibly know where he has gone. Maybe he is still near us, and we both lowered our heads and shook them, showing our confusion to show our helplessness.