"Gurgling..."

Blood was spread on the surface of the rolling lake.

"Elder brother, what should we do?" Gao Lanyue looked at the location of the blood ripples and she seemed to want to confirm Lin Mu's death.

"Let's go. After all, this is the territory of the Lin Clan. If we stay here for a long time and are found out, it is not a good thing."

Gao Jianfeng waved his hand, "As for this waste, he has been poisoned with the coagulation powder and was stabbed in the heart by my sword. He will surely die in the lake."

"Hum, Lin Clan?" Gao Lanyue said dismissively, "We have become disciples of Lingfeng College, and we will certainly soar in the future. It won't be long before we can trample the Lin Clan underfoot at will..."

"Am I going to die?"

"No, I can't die. If I die, what should Xiaowan do, and who will take care of her? What should my father do? I haven't found any clues to his disappearance..."

Lin Mu's body in the lake was pierced by a sharp sword. He kept making frantic and unreconciled cries in his heart, but still could not resist the flooding of the lake and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Lin Mu felt in a blur that he had a dream.

He dreamed that a mysterious force was guiding his consciousness at the bottom of the Meteorite Lake.

Under the guidance of this force, his consciousness seemed to have infinite power.

He seemed to have become a supreme god, standing tens of thousands of miles high and overlooking the vast earth. He seemed to have seen endless mountains, the vast sea, and countless cities.

He also saw that Meteorite Lake was not a lake, but a huge wound of a monster. The monster's body was buried in the ground of the Spiritual Martial Continent.

His thoughts extended deep into the monster's wound, which was the bottom of the lake. Lin Mu sensed an old golden gourd.

What was in the gourd?

Out of a strong curiosity, Lin Mu couldn't help probing his thoughts into the gourd. Just by one look, his mind seemed to have been struck by lightning.

There was a ferocious monster inside the gourd.

This monster had a camel-like head, elk-like horns, and its nine claws were like hooks. Its body stretched like mountains.

Was this a dragon?

Lin Mu had some vague fragments in his memory and the image of this monster seemed to be like a dragon.

However, the dragons described in those documents, even the legendary dragon, had at most five claws. This dragon had nine claws, which was rather strange.

"Whirring."

A gust of wind swept past and it was a long breath.

The golden dragon with nine claws even raised its head and its golden eyes fell on Lin Mu.

"Is this really my dream?"

Lin Mu was somewhat distracted by this and was not sure if it was true.

Buzzing!

All of a sudden, before Lin Mu could react, the body of the golden dragon with nine claws turned into a dragon-shaped dagger without warning and rushed directly to him.

Boom!

Lin Mu felt as if his consciousness had been hit by meteorites and exploded instantly.

"When heaven and earth were not born, I had already born. Even if the sun and moon wither away, I am still immortal. It was only when the world became broken that I began to sleep. After ten million years, I wake up again today..."

When he was in a trance, endless pieces of information accompanied by a sigh of vicissitudes of life echoed in the depth of his heart.

"The dragon fought in the wilderness, and its blood was the color of heaven and earth. On the road of nine dead corners, blood stained heaven..."

After a while, the voice gradually became weak and finally disappeared completely. But Lin Mu felt that he had never spent such a long time in his life. Even for the time of his existence to the present, his life could not match the sigh of the ancient will.

After that, he felt his consciousness became more and more heavy and tired. He seemed to have been overdrawn because he had received too much information. Finally, his arm became soft and he passed out.

No one knew how long had passed before Lin Mu slowly came to his senses.

He looked around with perplexed eyes and found himself lying beside the Meteorite Lake.

"Am I not in the lake? How did I get up here?"

At this time, his consciousness was still not fully awakened and his voice was dimmed.

After a while, the focal length in his eyes slowly condensed and his consciousness returned to a normal state. However, he was puzzled and re-examined himself, "Am I not dead? Did I really not die?"

He quickly touched his back with his hand, "I was obviously stabbed in the heart by Gao Jianfeng's sword before, but now I don't even have any scars. Am I still dreaming?"

He hurriedly pinched his arm with his hand and the feeling of pain was very clear.

Lin Mu instantly jumped up from the ground.

It turned out that he really didn't die!

It turned out that this was not a dream!

Didn’t it mean that everything in the "dream" was real?

Old gourd, the golden dragon with nine claws, golden eyes...

His last memory rested on the golden dragon with nine claws, which turned into a dragon-shaped dagger, rushing towards him.

At the thought of it, a lot of information kept surging in his mind.

"On the road of nine dead corners, blood stained heaven?"

"What is that?"

His mind seemed to have contained a desolate epic. Lin Mu casually raised his head. There was a deep feeling of vicissitudes of life that had never appeared before both in his soul and eyes.

What Lin Mu did not know was that a young girl was standing on the other side of the lake at the same time.

This was a petite, delicate-looking girl like a doll. Only her chest was very large, which was out of proportion to her body.

"Lin Clan’s Meteorite Lake is really good..." The girl looked around. With this, she felt suddenly stunned and found Lin Mu lying beside the lake.

She didn't care about it at first. At this moment, Lin Mu just woke up and opened his eyes, which made her feel as if she had touched a vast expanse of depth.