Fainted First, Ambushed, Then Woke Up and Could Only Glare in Anxious Frustration

Fainted First, Ambushed, Then Woke Up and Could Only Glare in Anxious Frustration

Without a sound, the two of them slowly flew over the mountain range that blocked their view and landed on a platform.

Yet neither of them spoke. They simply stared blankly at the valley below.

Perhaps because night had fallen, the basin below looked especially striking. At its center lay an oval pool that continuously released an immense amount of steam into the air. Once the steam reached a certain height, it swiftly spread in every direction, shrouding the entire basin in clouds and mist as though it were an immortal realm.

Even more astonishingly, the water in the pool was clearly divided into two distinct colors: vermilion and milky white. The billowing steam rose precisely from the boundary between the two halves.

Around the pool, many unusual plants swayed gently as the mist drifted past them. Under the night sky, they emitted lights of different colors. Wave after wave of mist brushed over them, causing the multicolored glow to flicker in and out of view. It was as if the entire basin had come alive and was breathing.

"It's beautiful."

After a long while, Broad Hill could not help murmuring in admiration. Han Li nodded beside him, agreeing with the sentiment.

Even though he had imagined this place more than once, and had witnessed all kinds of stunning optical spectacles in his previous life, Han Li was still briefly lost in the sight below. This was the beauty of life itself. Only when he felt the Ice Fire Bow tremble and heard Broad Hill's voice did he snap out of it.

"This must be the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well mentioned in that booklet. I never thought a place like this really existed, much less that we would find it."

After sighing in admiration, Broad Hill became excited and immediately wanted to head down.

Then he realized that Han Li had grabbed his clothes. Turning back in confusion, he asked, "What is it, Xiao Li? Hurry down. There must be something good below."

Han Li gave his master a helpless look. "Master, haven't you noticed there's someone down there?"

Broad Hill slapped his forehead. He had been too excited and was still concealing his aura, forgetting to inspect the surroundings first. His Spiritual Power immediately swept over the area below, and he let out a soft sound of surprise.

"There is someone, and he's quite strong—a Titled Douluo. But his aura seems rather strange. Hm? It looks like he's passed out."

"Passed out?"

Han Li nodded thoughtfully. That had to be Dugu Bo.

His Spiritual Power was limited and was slightly suppressed here. He could only sense a life fluctuation and could not confirm the situation. He had thought Dugu Bo might be hiding below, waiting to ambush them, which was why he had hurriedly stopped his master.

"Let's go down and see who it is. He actually got here before us. Better yet, let's take this chance to get rid of him." A fierce glint flashed through Broad Hill's eyes as he spoke.

"Let's go down and assess the situation first. As for whether to kill him, we can decide after that. How about it?"

Seeing that his master had immediately developed killing intent, Han Li hurried to placate him. He believed Broad Hill could certainly do it, but he was still a Titled Douluo. What a pity it would be for him to die so muddleheadedly.

"What are you planning? Forget it, let's control him first."

Broad Hill had wanted to ask Han Li what he had in mind, but he sensed that the person below seemed to be showing signs of waking up. With no time to ask further, he grabbed Han Li and swiftly descended.

The moment Han Li's feet touched the ground, Broad Hill vanished from sight.

A muffled grunt sounded, followed by Broad Hill's voice. "All right, Xiao Li. Your master has already subdued him. You can come over now."

Han Li opened his mouth, but ultimately decided not to say anything. He quickly walked toward the voice. The airflow pushed the mist aside, allowing him to see what was happening.

Broad Hill stood smugly to one side with his divine bow in hand. At his feet was a human-sized lump of ice. Inside was a man with his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly agape, staring at the sky in terror.

Han Li's mouth twitched. He jogged over to his master's side and looked at the figure frozen in the ice.

The man inside wore a gray robe and was a thin, lanky old man. His hair was disheveled and his cheeks sunken, yet his beard and hair were both dark green. His eyes glowed an eerie green, making him look particularly sinister and ruthless. However, with his eyes widened and mouth hanging open in his present state, he seemed somewhat comical.

"I was wondering who it was. So it's that kid Dugu Bo. Well, he's an expert at using poison, and his martial soul is the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor. With all these poisonous flowers and herbs around, it's not strange that he found this place. He probably discovered it while searching for poisonous herbs."

Broad Hill pointed at Dugu Bo in the ice as he introduced him to Han Li.

"Mm, I know. I read about the Poison Douluo in the intelligence reports," Han Li replied with a nod.

"Good thing we arrived in time. Otherwise, this treasure land might have fallen into his hands. Look, Xiao Li. The surroundings are full of immortal herbs recorded in that booklet. This time, we've really struck it rich."

As Broad Hill spoke, he could not resist wandering around, looking here and examining there. The smile on his face would not fade. Fortunately, he had also read the booklet about immortal herbs. Though he did not remember it very clearly, he knew enough not to touch anything carelessly.

After making a full round and returning, he realized that Han Li was still standing where he had been, seriously studying the frozen Dugu Bo. A thoughtful look kept flashing through his eyes.

"Xiao Li? What are you looking at? Could this wretched old man possibly be cuter than these immortal herbs?"

Seeing that his disciple was ignoring him, Broad Hill's excitement over finding the immortal herbs immediately faded by more than half. He could not help waving a hand in front of Han Li's eyes.

At his words, Dugu Bo's eyes widened even further inside the ice, clearly displeased. Han Li finally no longer needed to pretend, and his expression swiftly returned to normal.

"Master, the immortal herbs are growing right there. They can't run away, so there's no rush. This Poison Douluo's condition is far more interesting. If I'm not mistaken, he's about to poison himself to death." Han Li pointed at Dugu Bo on the ground.

"What did you say? He's about to poison himself to death? Isn't he an expert at using poison? How could he be poisoned by his own poison?" Broad Hill stared at Dugu Bo on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

"You heard correctly. He should have been poisoned by his own martial soul, and the poisoning is quite severe. Judging by this, his descendants probably aren't doing much better either," Han Li said seriously.

Hearing Han Li's certainty, Broad Hill could not hold back and burst out laughing. His laughter only grew louder and more unrestrained.

"A Douluo called Poison is about to be poisoned to death by himself. That's the funniest joke I've heard in my life. Dugu Bo, Dugu Bo, you really are ridiculous."

Still laughing, he crouched beside Dugu Bo and slapped the surface of the ice, making it crackle loudly. He seemed to find it immensely amusing.

"All right, Master. He's still a Titled Douluo. We should show him some respect," Han Li said helplessly as he walked over and pulled his master to his feet.

"What respect should we show an idiot who can poison himself to death? Oh, no—according to you, he's even dragged his descendants into it." Broad Hill cheerfully twisted the knife again. However, with Han Li stopping him, he stood up and did not continue mocking Dugu Bo in the ice.

"Actually, his problem isn't too serious. He can still be saved."

Han Li quickly cut Broad Hill off. He was afraid Dugu Bo might truly be angered to death, or that once he was released, he would desperately try to fight Broad Hill.

"Oh? You have a way to save him?"

Broad Hill became interested at Han Li's words. A dying Dugu Bo was unimportant, but his good disciple's ideas were what mattered. Perhaps it was another major discovery that could affect the world of soul masters.

"Of course. Before we found this place, it would have been somewhat difficult. But now, solving his problem will be easy," Han Li said confidently.

Inside the ice, Dugu Bo was frantic. He forced his lips to move slightly, yet he still could not make any other movement or utter a sound.

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