The Ice-Fire Dragon Kings Submit! Qian Ye Defies Fate!

Having said that, Qian Ye turned his head and said to Qian Renxue:

"Your cultivation here has achieved a modicum of success; use him to test your sword."

"Yes, Master."

Qian Renxue bowed to accept the order, then turned to face Tang San directly.

Tang San's fury erupted completely at this moment!

He had been ignored!

He, the dignified Sea God, had been thoroughly disregarded by these two from beginning to end!

"You seek death!"

Blue-gold Sea God energy erupted like a volcano, and a terrifying pressure swept across the entire area!

Qian Renxue did not dodge or evade; a sword intent that soared into the heavens suddenly rose from her body!

That sword intent was pure, sharp, and carried an aura of holiness and judgment, actually tearing a gap through Tang San's divine might!

Tang San's pupils constricted.

This woman's aura was completely different from before!

Yet he remained confident, snorting coldly as he swung the Sea God Trident, intending to suppress Qian Renxue completely.

In the courtyard, Qian Ye watched this scene indifferently.

He could see that the sword intent Qian Renxue had comprehended had already reached the threshold, enough to deal with the now impetuous and irritable Tang San.

He stopped paying attention to the battle and instead strode directly toward the core of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the place where the remnant souls of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings resided.

Dugu Bo watched Qian Ye's leisurely retreating figure, completely stunned.

That... that place...

The dragon king pressure in the core area was so intense that even he, a Titled Douluo, could not get within a hair's breadth of it!

Who exactly was this youth? What was he trying to do?

How could he dare... how could he walk in so nonchalantly?

Qian Ye did not care in the slightest about the shock from the outside world.

He walked step by step to the edge of the spring, and the violent water and fire energy automatically parted a path before him.

He looked into the depths of the spring at the two intertwined dragon souls, whose auras were already incredibly weak.

"Long time no see."

Qian Ye's voice carried a trace of ancient vicissitudes.

He could feel that after ten thousand years, the consciousness of these two Dragon Kings had almost dissipated, leaving only the most instinctive power of their dragon souls.

"Are you willing to submit?"

His voice was not loud, yet it seemed to contain the supreme truth of the Heavenly Dao, pouring directly into the depths of the two dragon souls' origins.

Hum—!

The two dragon souls, silent for ten thousand years, shook violently!

A glimmer of intelligence, nearly extinguished, miraculously awakened for an instant under the call of that voice.

They "looked" at Qian Ye on the shore.

In that instant, a fear and awe originating from their bloodlines, from the deepest parts of their souls, overwhelmed them.

That feeling...

It was countless times more intense than when they had faced the Dragon God of the past!

It was an absolute suppression of life hierarchy!

Without any hesitation, the remnant souls of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings, these two dragon kings who had once dominated the world, slowly lowered their proud heads toward Qian Ye.

At the edge of the spring, Qian Ye looked at the two bowing dragon souls with a calm expression, saying nothing.

He merely raised his hand slowly and gripped the void gently.

Boom!

The entire Ice and Fire Sacred Land trembled violently at this moment.

The origin power of this blessed land, which had just finished transforming through the power of the Heavenly Dao, was forcibly extracted by an invisible, immense force.

The life essence, condensed until it turned into substance, and the pure origin power of water and fire, transformed into two massive energy dragons. They roared as they soared into the sky, then poured frantically into the illusory remnant souls of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings!

"Ang—!"

"Roar—!"

The two dragon souls let out roars that shook the heavens; their voices were no longer weak, but filled with rebirth and joy.

Their nearly transparent soul bodies were solidifying and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Scales, dragon horns, sinews, flesh...

Under the infusion of this majestic energy, they were birthed from nothingness, reshaping a dragon's body!

At the same time, on the Heavenly Vault Golden List, the previously static image underwent another earth-shattering change.

Golden light flickered, and a brand-new dynamic image was presented before the eyes of every living being on the continent.

The scene depicted was none other than the core of the Sunset Forest.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was transforming amidst the golden light; the valley expanded, spiritual energy turned into mist, and stalks of immortal herbs rose from the ground, turning the entire valley into a sacred domain.

Suddenly, the phantoms of two colossal dragons, blotting out the sky and sun, soared into the heavens, letting out roars that shook the nine firmaments!

The Water Dragon and Fire Dragon coiled above the Ice and Fire Sacred Land, their terrifying dragon might causing countless spirit masters and spirit beasts to feel a palpitation of the heart, even through the screen of the Golden List.

Immediately following this, a figure in the image walked as leisurely as if strolling through a courtyard into that core area which even Titled Douluo could not approach.

He walked to the edge of the spring and spoke a few words with calm composure.

Then, those two dragon souls, possessing world-shaking pressure, actually lowered their proud heads toward that figure, assuming a posture of submission!

This scene plunged the entire continent into a deathly silence.

The next moment, the barrage of comments beneath the Golden List completely exploded.

[Who... who is that?! Who has the audacity to barge into such a place?!]

[Wait! Am I seeing this right? The Water and Fire Dragon Kings... submitted?! They submitted to that person?!]

[Who is this man?! Could he be a god? No! Even a god couldn't make such proud remnant souls of Dragon Kings willingly submit!]

[Too strong! Who on earth is this sacred being?!]

On the outskirts of the Ice and Fire Sacred Land.

The battle between Qian Renxue and Tang San had already reached a white-hot intensity.

Or rather, it was a one-sided suppression by Qian Renxue.

She held the Angel Holy Sword, and every strike she unleashed carried a pure and overbearing sword intent.

That sword intent was sacred and bright, yet sharp and exposed, as if it could judge all the sins of the world and sever all karma.

Tang San held the Sea God Trident, his divine power surging, yet he fought with extreme frustration.

The opponent's sword intent seemed to permeate everything, always cutting in at the most sluggish nodes of his divine power circulation, forcing him to retreat into defense and leaving him constrained at every turn.

"How is this possible?"

Tang San's heart was in turmoil.

Once upon a time, in his eyes, Qian Renxue was nothing more than a vase with god-level power but no understanding of how to use it.

But now, her combat techniques and understanding of power were far above his own!

The feeling was as if an adult were instructing a child.

The great enemy of the past now seemed, in comparison, so... ordinary?

Just then, Qian Renxue forced Tang San back with a strike and inadvertently glanced at the image in the sky.

With just one look, her calm, unruffled state of mind was stirred into monstrous waves.

In the image, Master was standing by the edge of the spring.

As he raised his hand, the origin power of the entire sacred land was mobilized to reshape the bodies for those two dragon souls!

That was true resurrection!

Creating life from nothing, reversing life and death!

Qian Renxue's pupils constricted, her heart filled with incomparable shock.

Such methods... even a true god could absolutely not achieve them!

Master... what kind of existence is he?