Unexpectedly, the border mist near Dragon Village was not anything special, and they peacefully passed through, arriving in the sea where Dragon Village is located.

The Sea of Holy Scales.

"We’re back..."

Seeing this familiar sea, Uvie Muzhe couldn’t help but murmur to himself.

Once accompanied by the Starry Dragon City into the starry sky, he had slept for an unknown amount of time in its cold confines. Now seeing his homeland again, his heart naturally overflowed with endless emotions.

Unfortunately, the Dragon Village now probably isn’t the Dragon Village he once knew anymore.

"...Rogel, what should we do now?"

After putting away his inner feelings, Uvie Muzhe looked at Rogel and asked for his opinion.

"In which direction is Dragon Village?" Rogel inquired.

"Over there." Lotarion promptly replied, pointing out the direction.

Seeing this, Rogel nodded: "You guys find a place nearby and wait for me for a while. I’ll go look at the situation."

Upon hearing this, Lotarion immediately frowned: "You’re going by yourself?"

In their view, although Rogel’s strength was significant and his methods mysterious and unpredictable, considering it was a matter of Dragon Village, as one of its members, they shouldn’t leave everything to Rogel.

However, Uvie Muzhe quite understood Rogel’s thinking and explained on his behalf: "Senior Lotarion, rest assured, his method of concealing himself is very strong. If we go with him, we would only hinder him."

At least during the Samipa Icefield, they had already witnessed Rogel’s formidable hidden abilities, so they understood some of his considerations.

"...In that case, be careful and don’t act recklessly." Upon hearing this, Lotarion could only agree.

If he could perfectly hide himself, letting him scout the situation was indeed a good choice.

The previous matter of storing the True God Skull also made them feel that Rogel probably wouldn’t undertake anything uncertain.

Who would joke around with their own life?

Rogel slightly nodded, and his figure sank, disappearing into the Black Tide.

...

In Lotarion’s view, Rogel was confident.

What they didn’t know was that Rogel wasn’t really confident; he just wasn’t afraid to die.

If Heisatan’s Authority of Mystery was used to conceal oneself, it certainly could avoid most gazes.

However, should it encounter some equally functional authority abilities, or certain special treasures, there might still be a risk of exposure.

But to Rogel, these were not obstacles.

If it didn’t work once, then try a few more times; eventually, the situation in Dragon Village could be thoroughly investigated.

Oh no, maybe it should temporarily be referred to as—Land of Giants.

Rogel’s figure rapidly traversed the sea, with his Spiritual Power continuously scanning the surrounding environment and situations.

The Sea of Holy Scales was undoubtedly a mysterious and beautiful place.

Its most notable feature was the many islands suspended in the air.

Rogel once chatted with Uvie Muzhe about the Sea of Holy Scales.

In this magical sea, there is a mythological legend about these floating islands.

In the Sea of Holy Scales, these islands floating in the air are in essence not islands, but rather countless scales.

Scales from the Body of an ancient Evil God.

Before Dragon Village was established, when the sea was still primitive, Giant Dragon Ancestor·Nekedolence and Mother of Giant Dragons Dorlama traversed the mist and Giant Island, natural barriers and the Abyss, arriving at this sea...

In this sea, they encountered an ancient Evil God that had lost its sanity.

Its Body reached into the clouds, seemingly a pillar supporting the heavens and earth, a mere wave of its hand could disperse clouds and summon endless storms and tsunamis.

Unfortunately, it had lost its sanity, becoming a walking corpse that brought endless disaster.

At that time, in the Sea of Holy Scales, storms were the norm, islands shattered, no life dared to be conceived again, and the rise and fall of the seawater fluctuated along with the Evil God’s steps, rendering the entire sea an infinite silence...

This ancient Evil God was ultimately slain by the combined efforts of the Giant Dragon Ancestor and Mother of Giant Dragons who had arrived there.

Heaven and earth darkened, seawater flowed in reverse, the Abyss manifested.

After the battle ended, the already miserable sea became even more ravaged.

However, with the incessant shedding of True God’s Blood, this long lifeless sea miraculously saw signs of life again.

And with the passing of the ancient Evil God, its Body began to dissolve into the world.

The Giant Dragon Ancestor and Mother of Giant Dragons used parts of its Body to restore this sea.

Eventually, all that remained of its Body were countless scales.

Thus, the Giant Dragon Ancestor and Mother of Giant Dragons scattered these scales, and they floated in the air, forming one Floating Island after another...

And after that battle, the life that gained vitality from the Divine Blood were the now-existing Giant Dragons and their subspecies.

The Sea of Holy Scales gained its name from this.

Overall, it’s a good story.

Naturally, Rogel didn’t have the energy to verify the truth of this story. Even if the Giant Dragon Ancestor and Mother of Giant Dragons once indeed existed, such handed-down stories are often not to be taken as truth.

What he needs to be concerned about is the current situation of the Sea of Holy Scales.

"Roar——"

Rogel’s Spiritual Power scanned over a Floating Island and soon detected movement from above it.

An abnormally shaped giant with fewer heads was roaring, chasing a beast shaped like a large ostrich on the island.

Undoubtedly, it intended to hunt the beast, devouring it whole.

Thus, Rogel found a settlement of the malformed giants.