The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well's waters were split evenly.
The scorching-hot Infernal Delicate Apricot, and the freezing-cold Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.
At that very moment, these two top-tier Immortal Herbs, which even Title Douluo would not dare pick lightly, had turned into two streams of incomparably tyrannical pure energy, pouring madly through Yu Tianyu's pores and into every limb and bone in his body.
Boom!!
Yu Tianyu sat cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, dragon blood as blazing as magma rushing and roaring through his meridians. If this agony had fallen upon an ordinary Spirit Master, even a Spirit Douluo-level powerhouse would have been reduced to nothing by now.
Yet from beginning to end, a wildly arrogant smile hung at the corner of Yu Tianyu's mouth.
"This little bit of pain isn't even enough to scratch an itch!"
"Dragon Slayer Magic—Fire Dragon's Feast! Ice Dragon's Sigh!"
Two completely opposing draconic auras intertwined and reformed behind him. The dragon shadow that had originally been dark red actually grew a pair of ice-blue dragon eyes in that instant.
The mutated martial spirit that had once been regarded as trash and waste was now revealing its savage, magnificent side.
Rank eleven!
Rank fifteen!
Rank eighteen!
Under the endless accumulation of energy from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, Yu Tianyu's level shot upward like a skyrocket, leaping madly!
"He's insane! This brat has really gone insane!"
On the shore, Dugu Bo stared fixedly at the dark-purple cocoon of light that was constantly swelling beneath the water, the skin on his old face twitching violently.
He had stayed at this Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well for so many years, yet had only dared use the surrounding aura to suppress his toxins. This brat, on the other hand, simply treated the place as