Leading Qian Renxue to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Shocking Dugu Bo!

Zhao Wuji nodded heavily as well and said in a muffled voice,

"Don't worry, Grandmaster. I'm here too!"

There was no time to lose!

Yu Xiaogang took a deep look at the unconscious Tang San. A flicker of pain and reluctance passed through his eyes, but it was swiftly replaced by even deeper resolve.

He exchanged a glance with Liu Erlong. No words were needed.

"Go!"

The two of them did not delay another moment. Like arrows released from the bowstring, they shot out of Shrek Academy in an instant.

Liu Erlong unleashed her Soul Power and led Yu Xiaogang toward the academy gates at the fastest speed possible.

Flender had already prepared the two finest steeds!

They swung themselves onto the horses and snapped the reins!

"Hyah!"

"Hyah!"

The two steeds shot forth like arrows loosed from a bow.

Carrying Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong, they kicked up clouds of dust and galloped desperately toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Xiaogang's face remained pale atop the jolting horse, but his gaze was as firm as rock.

He knew this journey would be difficult.

Convincing his stubborn father and the clan elders would be no easy task.

But he knew even more clearly that this might be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's last chance!

He had to seize it!

For the clan, and for... Tang San, the disciple he regarded as his own son, who was now trapped in a desperate situation!

Tang Hao, who was recuperating from his injuries at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, had likewise seen Spirit Hall's wanted notice.

Rage burned in his heart.

But his old injuries had yet to heal, and years of heavy drinking had left his body in a terrible state.

He could only recuperate slowly and try to return to his peak.

While the major powers were all discussing Spirit Hall's next move,

Ye Xian had already brought Qian Renxue into Sunset Forest, just two hundred li from Heaven Dou City.

He had come this time with only one goal.

The Immortal Herbs within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well deep in Sunset Forest!

Qian Renxue was currently at Level 65 in Soul Power, the ideal time to consume an Immortal Herb.

Moreover, Ye Xian felt that he had been stuck at the Level 98 bottleneck for quite some time.

Perhaps the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well could raise his strength another step.

And allow him to enter the longed-for realm of the Limit Douluo.

By then, Ye Xian was confident that no one on this continent would truly be his match.

Deep within Sunset Forest, miasma filled the air, and ancient trees towered overhead.

Yet four figures strolled through this dense forest as though taking a leisurely walk through a courtyard.

Besides Qian Renxue,

Ye Xian had also brought Yue Guan and Yang Wudi, both skilled in medicinal arts.

Before long, they arrived before a stretch of poisonous mist.

An invisible layer of extreme chill enveloped Ye Xian's body.

Wherever he passed, the multicolored poisonous mist froze instantly as if it had encountered its natural nemesis.

To his left stood the Saintess, Qian Renxue.

She was bathed in the gentle yet unyielding Holy Light of the Six Winged Archangel.

Wherever the Holy Light reached, it dispelled darkness and purified filth.

The poisonous mist did not dare advance even an inch.

To his right stood Yang Wudi, Clan Leader of the Breaking Clan.

His expression was solemn, his gaze sharp as an eagle's.

He tightly gripped the Soul Breaking Spear, pitch-black from end to end and emanating an aura of destruction, while vigilantly scanning their surroundings.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan followed some distance behind Ye Xian like a shadow, excitement and anticipation on his delicate features.

As they ventured deeper, the temperature in the air began to grow strange.

At last, after passing through a narrow mountain pass filled with a strong sulfurous smell and icy cold mist, the scene before them suddenly opened up!

A vast basin-like valley appeared before the group.

The sight at its center was a breathtaking wonder of nature.

One crimson and one azure stream of spring water, utterly different in nature yet seemingly born from the same source, gushed from deep underground like two enormous dragons.

The scarlet spring water radiated terrifying heat, sending steam billowing upward.

The deep-blue spring water, meanwhile, emitted a bone-piercing extreme chill, and thick mysterious ice had formed along its edges.

These two springs of completely opposing attributes blended perfectly within a massive circular pool at the center of the basin, like the yin-yang fish of taiji.

A gleam flashed in Ye Xian's eyes. The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!

Countless Immortal Herbs of varying forms grew all around it, each emitting astonishing energy fluctuations and a rich, fragrant scent.

Every single one contained unimaginable vitality and medicinal potency.

"Th-this many legendary immortal-grade medicinal herbs?"

Yang Wudi's breathing immediately grew heavy.

He stared fixedly at those herbs, unprecedented fervor erupting from his eyes.

Even the hand gripping his Soul Breaking Spear trembled faintly. This was the uncontrollable excitement of a medicine fanatic encountering the pursuit of his lifetime.

Qian Renxue too was stunned by this miraculous spectacle wrought by heaven and earth.

Even the Holy Light of the Six Winged Archangel seemed to become more lively and pure beneath this dense life energy.

Yue Guan greedily inhaled deeply, and his Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum martial soul seemed to hum with longing.

However, just as everyone was captivated by the wondrous sight before them,

A piercing roar filled with furious rage and cold poisonous energy suddenly exploded from the cliff face on one side of the valley, like a venomous snake hissing,

"Who dares trespass into this old man's Herb Garden?"

Immediately afterward, the powerful and sinister pressure of a Titled Douluo descended with a crash.

A dark-green figure shot out like a phantom, instantly blocking the group's path!

The newcomer was tall and thin, with white hair and beard. He wore a dark-green robe, his face gaunt, yet his eyes were sharp as an eagle's.

Nine soul rings pulsed around him—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

It was none other than Poison Douluo—Dugu Bo!

His emerald pupils locked tightly onto Ye Xian at the forefront.

When he saw the Dark Papal Robe and that excessively youthful, stern face, Dugu Bo's pupils abruptly contracted.

A stormy sea instantly rose in Dugu Bo's heart.

Spirit Hall's Pope—Ye Xian!

The ruthless figure who had just destroyed the Clear Sky Sect with thunderous methods and shaken the entire continent!

Why was he here?

An overwhelming sense of danger instantly seized Dugu Bo's heart.

He knew full well that he was no match for Ye Xian, much less when the other party had brought three more powerful experts.

He did not have any deep-seated grudge against Spirit Hall.

But this place was the key to suppressing the poison within his body and perhaps even achieving a breakthrough. It was his greatest secret and support.

Most importantly,

He might want to leave.

But could he?

"Your Holiness the Pope?"

Dugu Bo forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart. His voice carried vigilance and a barely perceptible hint of fear as he cupped his hands and said,

"I wonder what brings Your Holiness to this remote place of mine?"

"This is merely where I cultivate in seclusion. There is nothing here worthy of Your Holiness's attention."

Ye Xian's gaze calmly swept over Dugu Bo. His eyes were as indifferent as though he were looking at a stone, without the slightest ripple.

He did not answer Dugu Bo's question and merely spoke blandly,

"Dugu Bo, your Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's Poison has already seeped into your bones through its backlash. You do not have long to live."

"Cultivating here is no more than drinking poison to quench thirst. It will only prolong your life by a few years."

His words were like thunder exploding beside Dugu Bo's ears.

The poisonous backlash within his body was his greatest secret and pain.

Even Dugu Yan, his closest granddaughter, did not fully know of it.

How had Ye Xian seen through it at a single glance?