Into the Depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well (Please Keep Reading)

"Don't worry. My lord always knows what he's doing."

Seeing Dugu Bo so flustered, Zhao Yun gave him a calm glance and spoke in an even yet unquestionable tone.

In his heart, his lord, Ling Feng, had always been farsighted and meticulous. Nothing he did was ever impulsive; he must have absolute confidence and a thorough plan.

Moreover, he remained completely focused on Ling Feng's every move.

At the slightest sign of trouble, if he sensed even a trace of danger to Ling Feng, he would not hesitate to act and save him.

Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Dugu Bo unconsciously halted. Though his heart remained filled with worry and unease, seeing Zhao Yun's composed expression, he could only suppress his turbulent thoughts.

Time slowly passed amid the tense atmosphere.

Like two statues, Zhao Yun and Dugu Bo remained steadfast at Ling Feng's side, not daring to relax in the slightest.

At that moment, Ling Feng was wholly immersed in drawing in the powers of ice and fire. Vast amounts of pure yet violent ice and fire energy surged into his body like a tide.

As this power continually washed over him, his body grew increasingly tougher and stronger, like refined iron tempered through countless hammer blows.

At the same time, Ling Feng's Void Mirror Martial Soul seemed to sense the challenge facing its master's body and emerged of its own accord.

The mirror slowly rotated, continuously drawing in the ice and fire power that permeated the surroundings.

As the power poured into it, strange threads began appearing across the Martial Soul's surface. Ice blue and fiery red intertwined, radiating an extraordinary and mysterious aura.

Thus, a unique field gradually formed around Ling Feng.

An aura that seemed capable of dominating everything spread from within, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently and become chaotic.

"What kind of power is this..."

Dugu Bo watched the series of astonishing energy fluctuations arising around Ling Feng, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

As a Titled Douluo, his perception of power was exceedingly sharp. Yet the terrifying nature of the forces surrounding Ling Feng far exceeded his imagination and understanding.

"This Soul Ring... am I seeing this right?!"

Dugu Bo had only just calmed down, but when he clearly saw the three Soul Rings surrounding Ling Feng, he cried out in shock once again.

Ling Feng's first two Soul Rings were both Thousand Year Soul Rings, while his third Soul Ring had astonishingly absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

In Dugu Bo's understanding, such a feat was simply unheard of. Was this truly a realm a human soul master could attain?

After witnessing one shocking event after another, Dugu Bo's sense of belonging to the Soul Ring Pavilion grew stronger and stronger.

This doesn't seem so bad!

Such a thought silently surfaced in Dugu Bo's heart.

In his view, joining the Soul Ring Pavilion might truly be an exceptionally worthwhile deal.

Nearly half a day passed in silence.

Within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Ling Feng remained completely immersed in absorbing and fusing power.

At last, he keenly sensed that his physical strength had increased tremendously.

Moreover, he had completely absorbed the medicinal effects of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

He abruptly opened his eyes, two sharp gleams flashing through them like lightning. With a movement of his body, he left the dangerous yet mysterious region of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and landed steadily on the ground.

"Not bad!"

Ling Feng landed lightly. Feeling the strength of his body and the surging power within it, he nodded in satisfaction.

He could clearly sense that his physical strength had increased by more than three times, while his Soul Power had successfully risen above level forty.

As for exactly what level he had reached, he would only know after successfully absorbing his Fourth Soul Ring.

After leaping out of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Ling Feng fell silent. However, a bold idea had arisen in his heart.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had been formed from the corpses of the first-level Gods, the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King, who had once served under the Dragon God.

After evolving over countless years, it had gradually become the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well of today.

In other words, those two God-level Soul Bones were the foundation of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Ling Feng intended to absorb these two God-level Soul Bones, but he did not know what measures the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King might have left behind after their deaths.

After some thought, Ling Feng decisively made up his mind. He would act at once and retrieve the two God-level Soul Bones below.

Even if he could not absorb them immediately, he could keep them for later, lest any unforeseen changes occur.

"Zhao Yun, come with me to the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well."

"Dugu Bo, guard the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and keep outsiders away."

Ling Feng's voice was low and resolute, echoing through this strange space like a great bell.

To be safe, they still had to remain wary of other powerful soul masters approaching the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Dugu Bo said nothing in response to such an order.

Seeing Ling Feng emerge unharmed from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he had no doubts about the decision that followed.

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Having consumed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, he had gained a certain resistance to the ice and fire power of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

However, before the unknown and powerful forces in the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, that was far from enough.

To deal with any sudden situations that might arise, he decisively released his Void Mirror Martial Soul.

Boom!

In an instant, a Void Mirror radiating a cold, eerie light appeared before him.

Vast and mysterious Space Power surged from the mirror like a tide, surrounding him and forming a seemingly invisible yet indestructible defensive barrier.

At the same time, Zhao Yun also released his remarkable divine artifact Martial Soul—the Hundred Birds Facing Phoenix Spear.

A fiery red spear appeared before him, like a phoenix reborn from flames.

Ancient and mysterious patterns were carved upon the spear's shaft.

Under the glow of light, these patterns shimmered with strange radiance, emitting the uniquely overwhelming pressure of a God-tier Martial Soul.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red.

Zhao Yun's nine Soul Rings flashed in succession. The Six Black Three Red configuration erupted with a savage aura that sent chills down one's spine.

That aura was like a raging storm, sweeping across the entire Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Dugu Bo, who was about to head to the outskirts of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to stand guard, suddenly felt a powerful aura surge toward him from behind, as though heaven and earth themselves were enraged.

He hurriedly turned around, his gaze shooting behind him like lightning.

"This..."

When his eyes fell upon Zhao Yun and he saw the Six Black Three Red Soul Ring configuration, he could not help but stare in stunned disbelief.

It was as though he had been struck by lightning, and he stood frozen in place.