He still possessed one remaining map purchased from the tavern.

Though its location lay to the east of the Tyran camp, a considerable distance away, which could pose some challenges.

Coupled with the threat from the Skull Crushers tribe, he felt compelled to expedite his development.

Lying in bed, he entered a state of divine presence.

In the next moment, Fong Hao found himself at the Pigman village within the body of station skeleton warrior.

As the soul fire ignited in his pupils, he noticed Petty just returning from outside the territory, quietly briefing the accompanying pigmen.

Petty, Fongo called out as he descended from the city wall.

The skeletal warriors left to guard the village were either patrolling nearby or stationed on the walls.

Upon seeing the skeleton call her name, Petty understood that Fong Hao was utilizing his ability.

After exchanging a few brief words with the other pigmen, she approached Fong Hao and said, "My lord, yes, Petty, how did the arrangements go for investigating the dragon's tomb?" Fong Hao inquired.

Since the dragon's tomb was located north of Pigman village, he had instructed Petty to organize an exploration quite some time ago.

"We have results, my lord.

Please allow me to show you on the map.

" Petty gestured politely.

The two entered the chieftain s hall where Petty produced a hand-drawn map and presented it before Fong Hao.

My lord, the dragon's tomb is situated within a range of rugged mountains characterized by treacherous paths and scarce resources.

I have dispatched several groups for exploration, and we have charted a route.

If my lord grants us more time, we can continue to delve deeper into the mountains," Petty explained.

On the map of the Lord's book, the location of the dragon's tomb was illuminated, while the surrounding areas remained shrouded in mist, indicating unexplored territory.

The pigman's exploration proved significantly beneficial to Fonggha.

"No need.

This information is already sufficient.

When I arrive, simply arrange for a guide to lead us.

" Fong Hao responded.

"Oh, very well, my lord.

" Petty nodded eagerly.

It appeared that Fong Hao intended to explore the dragon's grave.

After their conversation, Fong Hao dismissed his divine presence, dawned his armor and grasped the Starfire staff as he descended the stairs in the hall on the first floor, and Jiao had already changed into a maid's outfit, conversing with Eair.

Upon seeing Fongo descend, she twirled joyfully and inquired, "What do you think? It looks splendid," Fong Hao complimented.

And Jia and Eair embodied two distinct forms of beauty, even in her maid's attire.

and Jia did not exude the gentle charm typically associated with such garments.

Rather, she resembled a mischievous imp clad in maid's clothing.

"Really? Then I shall wear this from now on.

" And Jia exclaimed with delight.

"Only if you change back afterward.

Tidy yourself up as we were set to embark shortly," Fong Hao replied.

He then seated himself, opening the Lord<unk>'s book to reaffirm the route he had observed earlier from the Pigman village where we headed.

And Jia wrapped her arms around Fongghao's shoulders.

Peering at the map within the Lord's book.

The soft sensation of her embrace enveloped his arm.

Fong Hao pointed at the map, declaring, "Here, the dragon's grave.

" H the dragon's grave? Did a dragon perish there? And Jia's interest was peaked instantly, her eyes sparkling.

The dragon race had always been synonymous with strength, and a location marked by the death of a dragon undoubtedly promised adventure.

I am uncertain.

The name alone does not guarantee the presence of a dragon.

It could merely be a deceased serpent or perhaps nothing at all.

Fun how cautioned, urging and Jean not to harbor excessive expectations.

The dragon's grave was merely a name on the map akin to the mysterious cave or unknown encampment designated by the discoverer.

Whether a dragon truly lay dead, there remained to be seen.

Nonetheless, Fongo secretly hoped for a dragon's corpse.

Enough chatter.

Let me change my clothes and we shall set off.

And Jia said, dashing upstairs to change.

When she returned, she was clad in her attire, a pair of tiger claws suspended from her waist.

After a brief exchange with E Air and Hun, she set forth with an army of 50,000 marching northward.

The Lord's mansion had upgraded to a level five stone tower, complete with a bone throne, providing a marching bonus.

This enhancement significantly increased the speed of the Grand Army.

Soon they arrived at Pigman village.

My lord, Missia, Petty greeted, accompanied by several pigmen.

Are you prepared? Oh, is ready.

Let Bolton guide you.

Along with the carts and necessary supplies for the journey, Petty responded.

Each time Fong embarked on a campaign, he would take a few carts pulled by skeletal wolves to facilitate the transport of any spoils.

Bolton stepped forward to greet them.

Lord Missa Bolton, are you familiar with this route? Funhao inquired.

Indeed.

Very well.

Let us depart, Fong Hao commanded.

After entering his chamber and invoking his divine presence once more, the expedition resumed, advancing toward the dragon's grave.

Bolton, clutching a meticulously drawn map, navigated his team through the verdant wilderness of the mountains.

This map was not a mere page from the Lord's Book of Integration, but rather a handpainted representation on a piece of animal hide outlining the general route and significant locations.

Such a map could likely be deciphered only by someone as familiar as Bolton himself.

To avert unnecessary skirmishes, the group circumvented certain factions and monster layers.

Mindful of the mission at hand, the Dragon's Tomb, with the imperative to return to their territory before nightfall.

Time was of the essence, and the task was formidable.

After at least four to 5 hours of travel, they finally arrived at the mountain range that Petty had mentioned.

Meanwhile, Fong Hao, controlling the skeletal warrior, began to feel the strain of mental energy due to the distance.

Fortunately, the objective was within reach, and they could persevere until they arrived at the dragon's tomb.

"My lord, the path ahead is rather rugged.

" Bolton cautioned the two.

Let us proceed, Fongghao replied.

The entire team heeded Fong Hoa<unk>s command.

Although the true hero of the territory was Ana.

Anja possessed the skill of pathf finding which reduced the adverse effects of traversing difficult terrain by 20 for the team she led.

This ability proved to be of significant benefit.

Chapter 120.

Stone element Bolton led the team into the mountains.

The crevices of the landscape resembled gusts of wind with the sound of howling winds echoing amidst the stone walls devoid of any vegetation.

As they approached their destination, the path became increasingly treacherous.

Just as they were on the verge of arrival, the ground trembled and stones cascaded down the hillsides.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed from the front.

Looking up abruptly, they beheld several monstrous beings composed of stone rushing down the slope terrain towards the team.

Stone element sixth tier, the stone element, humanoid in form, boasted limbs and a head made of rock, towering over 3 m.

As it ran, it resonated like an earthquake, thundering with each step with a ferocious roar.

The leading stone element hurled a stone from its hand.

Whoosh! The stone hurdled towards the team like a cannonball.

Following suit, the other stone elements joined in, launching their stones at the undead legion.

Raise your shields.

Funhao bellowed.

The skeletal soldiers lifted their shields in unison.