To be honest.

Riding a dragon, Baiyu had never experienced it before, and Yidi initially refused. However, after climbing onto the back of the White Dragon without being attacked, Yidi finally adapted and started enjoying this novel sensation.

Baiyu understood.

This dragon's name was Sith. It had been living in the Bailan Realm for hundreds of years and was the overlord of this area, holding an unshakable position.

As for the information it spoke of regarding the king.

Baiyu didn't learn much, and it seemed that Sith didn't know much either. Its answers gave Baiyu the impression of a broken record.

Soon.

As the dragon flew swiftly, Baiyu and Yidi arrived at the Horag Peak.

This peak ascended into the clouds.

Like a gigantic pillar of stone, it stood tall, making everyone feel insignificant with just a glance.

The White Dragon Sith flew directly to the top of the peak with the two of them.

The area was desolate, surrounded by ruins. Seeing the style of this architecture, Baiyu immediately linked it to the Frost Imperial.

The architecture here.

Was not much different from that of the Frost Imperial.

This place was likely a relic of the Frost Imperial, but evidently, the ruins had long been utterly destroyed, leaving nothing useful to be found.

Baiyu and Yidi dismounted from the back of the White Dragon Sith.

Soon, the White Dragon Sith's size shrank and transformed into a lizard-like humanoid of similar size to them.

To be honest.

Baiyu never expected this creature could turn into a humanoid, let alone a lizard humanoid.

"The king's abode is up above. It has already died, and its corpse still lies on the throne. No matter what, as long as we deal with its corpse, all curses can be dispelled."

Sith did not retreat.

It clearly wanted to solve the curse problem thoroughly, as its fellow Exotic Beasts were still suffering from the curse's erosion.

Moreover, it had to be concerned.

This time, although the curse would be resolved, if the root cause wasn't eradicated, it might not escape the next time the curse strikes.

So, rather than living in trepidation.

It would be better to take the initiative, tackling these issues head-on.

The cold winds atop Horag Peak were fierce, and gusts of icy clouds swept toward them, surrounded by sharp Ice Blades.

Baiyu took a step forward.

In such a freezing gale, ordinary people wouldn't be able to endure such temperatures, but now Baiyu felt no cold at all.

The Blood Qi within burned like a furnace, fiercely blazing.

The three of them proceeded through the ruins.

Everywhere they went, they could see the architectural style of the Frost Imperial, though most were in a state of disrepair.

At the summit of the peak.

A palace, plain and simple, made of neatly stacked stone blocks, appeared before them.

The palace's walls were already dilapidated, making it difficult to tell that this was the abode of Horag's king due to a lack of repair.

But in front of the palace, there was a massive altar.

Upon it lay numerous bones of Exotic Beasts, some with decaying flesh. In such an environment, the meat often preserved exceptionally well.

But what was more prevalent were heaps of white bones.

Skeletons of various-sized Exotic Beasts abounded.

"These were offerings once made to the king, but the king hasn't appeared for a long time. Four months ago, from Horag Peak, came the roar of the king's anger.

After that.

The curses drifted from Horag Peak.

Clinging to us.

Like an unrelenting nightmare, continually eroding our Spirit and bodies."

The lizardman Sith looked at his claws, took a deep breath, then without hesitation, moved towards the rather decrepit palace.

The ancient doors were shut, layered with thick frost.

Sith raised his hands, slowly pushing it open, the grating sound of friction reverberating as the door opened. In that instant, Baiyu saw a massive bronze throne.

Upon the bronze throne.

Sat a large hound, its skin blotched as if ravaged by countless shadows.

It was entirely snow-white.

Of enormous size. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Easily a match for the original size of the White Dragon Sith.

Yet its rear end.

Had been dragged into the darkness, which clung like maggots, eating away at it bit by bit.

So this was the Exotic Beast king of the Bailan Realm?

Seeing the scene before him, Baiyu was dumbfounded, never expecting that the king was actually a giant dog.

The White Dragon Sith opened its mouth, roaring angrily at the large white dog.

The white dog responded with a roar.

The two Exotic Beasts began to roar at each other, exchanging feral howls several times over.

Sith turned its head: "The king told me that the Immortal of the shadows had tampered with it, and now it's being eroded by a shadow curse. It wants me to end its life."

"The Immortal of the shadow?"

Baiyu furrowed his brow and asked, "True Shadow?"

True Shadow.

A recorded Evil God, yet extremely mysterious, with nothing known beyond the title.

Not even which secret organization might worship it is known.

Besides these four words.

No other literature records this elusive Evil God.

But now.

The Immortal of the True Shadow had interfered with the Exotic Beast King of the Bailan Realm, causing every Exotic Beast in the region to go berserk.

With the Evil God's involvement, the situation was different.

A deity, either benevolent or malevolent, commands no more than seven named entities, with each named entity having but seven Immortals.

Like carrots filling holes.

An Evil God can have, at most, forty-nine Immortals, so sending an Immortal for a task means it's no ordinary task.

In other words.

The True Shadow was clearly up to something major here.

As White Dragon Sith explained to Baiyu, it began approaching the large throne.

However.

Sith barely took a few steps when it was flung back by numerous shadows, crashing hard against the wall.

Though in the form of a lizardman now.

Sith's true form was a Giant Dragon, its strength not to be underestimated. To be so easily repelled showed the shadow's power far exceeded expectations.

Baiyu closely observed the throne's surroundings.

Black phantoms floated about, reminiscent of cursed phantoms. In front of the throne, a black shadowy curtain shimmered faintly.

Sith had been bounced by that black shadowy curtain.

Baiyu took a deep breath, Divine Power surged around, unleashing the Power of Destruction, shattering the black barrier like a mirror.

And in that moment of shattering.

Those phantoms surrounding the throne rushed forward, attacking him directly.

Baiyu took a deep breath.

The Black Moon Divine Power spread around him, forming an inverted bowl shape, blocking all phantoms outside.

Boom, boom, boom.

The phantoms collided with the barrier formed by the Black Moon Divine Power, bursting like bubbles.