As soon as Xu Zhao landed, he sensed a faint, extremely subtle fluctuation.
It didn't come from any of the plants on the surface, but from underground!
What's more, the purity of that aura was in no way inferior to the spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well itself.
It might even have surpassed it...
"Interesting."
Xu Zhao's lips curled into an intrigued smile.
"Looks like there's a secret hidden beneath the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well—one that even Dugu Bo, and perhaps even Tang San, never discovered."
As he spoke, Xu Zhao slowly crouched down.
He extended a hand, and Soul Power imbued with Ultimate Fire and Ultimate Darkness intertwined in his palm.
It formed an invisible digging hand that gently swept away the surface soil.
One meter, two meters, three meters...
As the earth continued to turn over, the faint fluctuation grew stronger and stronger.
Finally, when he had dug about five meters down,
a peculiar light shone through a crack in the earth and caught Xu Zhao and Lan Yiyi's eyes.
"What is that...?"
Lan Yiyi's beautiful eyes widened, and she couldn't help covering her mouth.
There, amid the scorched, hard rock, grew a small, unremarkable-looking plant.
It was only the size of a palm, and its entire body was a dull gray.
It had neither a dazzling glow nor a rich fragrance.
At first glance, it looked like an ordinary piece of dead grass.
And yet, strangely,
the roots of this "dead grass" had sunk directly into the underground point where the frigid and scorching waters of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well converged!
It was like a greedy predator.
It devoured both the extreme cold and the extreme heat without restraint, consuming two terrifying energies that were completely opposed to