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In the depths of the sea, where the darkness was absolute and no glimmer of light could be seen, there was a palace radiating golden light that roamed swiftly across the seabed.
It was undetectable by Divine Sense, untraceable, and there were no fluctuations of Spiritual Energy when it moved.
Like a ghost, it appeared and disappeared unpredictably.
This palace was the "Dragon Palace"!
And at this moment---
Inside the Dragon Palace, within a trial devised for Young Dragons of the Dragon Clan, a Black Dragon was at that instant hovering in midair, panting heavily, looking in extremely bad shape.
Half of its Dragon Scales had almost fallen off.
The remaining scales were mostly cracked.
Even the reverse scale had a crack on it.
The reverse scale.
It was the hardest part of a dragon's body, almost the Lifebound Spirit Treasure of the Dragon Clan, and the reliance for surviving the Heavenly Tribulation.
