Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
"How was it, Sword Grandpa? Did you find anything?" Xu Changqing asked, looking at him.
Sword Douluo frowned. "I did find a place shrouded in an exceptionally dense poisonous mist. But a strange white fog rises from within and blocks the view. Even from the sky, I couldn't see what lay below. I don't know whether it's that Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well you mentioned."
"It most likely is!" Xu Changqing said excitedly. "Sword Grandpa, let's go there now!"
Sword Douluo nodded.
One rode a sword, while the other rode a dragon, speeding toward the place Sword Douluo had described.
Before long.
The two arrived at a deep valley surrounded by sheer cliffs. The cliffs were incredibly steep, and it was impossible to tell how deep the valley was. Looking down, they saw only vast white mist that lingered without dispersing. Extending their gaze beyond the valley and toward the distance, they saw a ring of greenish mist reflecting an eerie light beneath the sunlight, enclosing the valley floor within it.
Unlike the rest of Sunset Forest, this area was deathly quiet. Not even the usual chirping of insects or birds could be heard in the forest. It was utterly silent, like a forbidden land.
They had probably found the right place.
They were here!
Xu Changqing's expression grew solemn. His Soul Power surged, wrapping around his entire body as he guided the Water Dragon straight into the boundless white mist. Afraid that something might happen to him, Sword Douluo also stirred his Soul Power and hurried after him.
The fierce wind kicked up by their movements tore two huge holes through the rising white mist. Yet before long, as if it possessed the ability to heal itself, the mist silently returned to