<h4>Chapter 2308: Chapter 2308: Five Rivers Province</h4>


    "The ancestral home of the Dragon n?"


    Julius Reed bent down, lifted him up, stared into Windy Johnson’s eyes, and asked, "After thousands of years, is an ancestral home still useful? If it really exists, wouldn’t it have disappeared long ago?"


    Time changes all.


    Thousands of years have brought great changes to this world.


    The era of mechanization and electrification has arrived, and the old things have basically vanished.


    Trying to find the so-called ancestral home again is almost impossible.


    Has the Dragon n not kept pace with the times as the era progressed?


    "Believe me, they definitely wouldn’t abandon their ancestral home." Windy Johnson’s eyes held a plea, and his tone was very certain.


    "Why are you so sure?"


    Julius Reed was very close to him, asking word by word.


    He could hear the other’s inner thoughts and knew whether Windy Johnson was lying or not.


    This time, Windy Johnson hesitated for a moment but spoke the truth.


    "Because every decade, a ceremony takes ce there. The descendants of the Dragon n will certainly go there to worship. It hasn’t been interrupted for centuries."


    He took a deep breath, "Even though I haven’t left for thousands of years, I am still certain this tradition won’t change. As long as there are people alive in the Dragon n, it can’t be interrupted."


    Perceiving he wasn’t lying, Julius Reed asked, "Why? What is the reason for doing this?"


    The hesitation was understandable, but Windy Johnson was determined, even without knowing the changes the world underwent in the past thousands of years.


    There must be a secret.


    "Rumor has it... I mean, rumor has it the Dragon n got a disease from being dragon tamers. Their disease can only be cured by going to their ancestral home every decade."


    Windy Johnson dared not hide anything, saying everything he knew.


    "You’re saying if we go to that ce, we might find the descendants of the Dragon n? And then find the person controlling the golden dragon? But you mentioned the Moon Gathering Bow, isn’t it a divine artifact that can kill dragons?"


    Julius Reed pondered for a moment and spoke, "With the Moon Gathering Bow, doesn’t the role of dragon tamers decrease significantly?"


    The Moon Gathering Bow is said to shoot dragons down directly!


    While in the outskirts, Julius Reed saw several dragon serpents shot dead.


    Though uncertain, he suspected that was the work of the Moon Gathering Bow.


    "The Moon Gathering Bow? Only Lord Lee Four can draw it, and it requires collecting spiritual power from heaven and earth to open the bow once, far from being as easy as you think, just shooting dragons down casually."


    As the Imperial Heaven Official of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, Windy Johnson knew about these things well and wished to disclose some information voluntarily, hoping to prove himself.


    He grasped at the opportunity to be taken out.


    "Alright, considering your good performance, I’ve decided to take you away. However, there’s a condition."


    Julius Reed bent down, looking at the Seven-Star Sword scattered on the ground.


    The Seven-Star Sword was actually a formation.


    Both offense and defense are strong.


    Such a formation, if he could obtain it, would be of great help in the future.


    "Tell me, how do I use this Seven-Star Sword?"


    With a wave of his hand, Jovany Leopold immediately packed up the Sword Box.


    Carefully carrying it on his back, fearing it might fall out again.


    The ck shadows inside were too terrifying.


    "The divine shadow?"


    Apparently, that’s what Windy Johnson had said.


    "The usage of the Seven-Star Sword is simple; first, you must be an Imperial Heaven Official. If not, then at least my Guard Commander. Otherwise, no one can activate it; this was set when the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance made it, and I can’t change that."


    Windy Johnson said everything he knew, "But I tell you, inside it supposedly houses the divine shadow. But what god is, nobody knows. Lord Theodore Marsh has something called the Heart of God. Other than that, I don’t know."


    "Alright, Jovany Leopold, bind him. We set off immediately, we must find out who the mysterious person is before the golden dragon wreaks havoc on the world."


    Julius Reed stood up, striding outside.


    Jovany Leopold firmly tied up Windy Johnson, ensuring he couldn’t escape before taking him away.


    Out of the hotel, to the dock.


    Windy Johnson knelt on the ground.


    "Can the center of this formation be taken out? It concerns whether I can leave."


    "If you leave now, how long can you live?" Julius Reed asked, turning back.


    "Three days."


    Windy Johnson hesitated, sighed, and said, "Five days!"


    "Alright, it’s seven days."


    He yielded.


    He had always been honest, not worth lying over such things.


    "Seven days, if we can’t uncover the truth by then, we might as well all die."


    Julius Reed gestured and sat on the fishing boat.


    Jovany Leopold picked up Windy Johnson and tossed him onto the fishing boat.


    The boat slowly departed.


    As for the boatman, he was nowhere to be found.


    Jovany Leopold could only serve as the sailor.


    "Brother, on this little broken boat, when can we even get there? Never mind seven days, I honestly doubt we can get out in seven months."


    Windy Johnson was about to cry, tears truly flowing.


    His life was limited and would gradually wither upon leaving here.


    "It seems you know nothing about power."


    Julius Reed looked up, a helicopter hovered outside the formation, circling continuously.


    The small fishing boat left the formation set by Windy Johnson and others in the storm.


    A rope descended, both grabbed it and boarded the helicopter.


    Windy Johnson hung in the air, flying.


    "Saint Lord, what is this situation?" Hawthorne pointed at the people below.


    "As fast as possible, head to this point on the map."


    Julius Reed took out an electronic map, pointing to a location determined during his previous chat with Windy Johnson.


    "Here! Are you kidding?" Hawthorne was surprised.


    As the current True King in the Military Department, he was very familiar with the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s regional management.


    "Saint Lord, do you know where this is?"


    Hawthorne asked rhetorically.


    This map was different from a regr map; it was a longitude map intermixed with the Taiji Eight Trigrams.


    In ancient times, without today’s maps, people used trigrams to calcte positions.


    To help Windy Johnson quickly recall, Julius Reed adopted this kind of map.


    "This is Five-river Province! A few hundred miles further is Gonzalez City! You’ve stayed in Five-river Province, do you forget?"


    Hawthorne was astonished.


    As amander, he needed to understand various maps.


    Such maps were not difficult for him.


    "Can’t be this coincidental?"


    Julius Reed smacked his forehead, feeling dazed.


    Five-river Province, close to Gonzalez City.


    And Julius Reed had been in Five-river Province before.


    Gonzalez City!


    An inevitable location!


    Many things pointed to Gonzalez City.


    But Gonzalez City, wasn’t it due to the Divine Dragon Tripod?


    Julius Reed nced at the divine tripod on his waist, sensing something was off.


    He needed to go to that mountain again and take a look.


    "Fly to Five-river Province?"


    "Fly!"