Tang San's Crushing Defeat to Qian Renxue! Well Taught!

Star Dou Great Forest, Lake of Life.

Gu Yuena's silver eyes were locked onto the image on the Heavenly Dao Gold Ranking in the sky, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

Water Dragon King, Fire Dragon King...

Those were once the Dragon God's most capable subordinates, the pride of the dragon race.

She had been melancholy, thinking that perhaps only after she ascended the Heavenly Dao Gold Ranking, obtained heaven-defying rewards, and restored her strength to its peak, would there be even a sliver of a chance to attempt their resurrection.

But now, what was she seeing?

A human, a man who looked like nothing more than a youth, stood there, and the Water and Fire Dragon Kings bowed their heads before him.

What shattered her mind even more was that the man was in the process of resurrecting them!

"What is he doing?"

Gu Yuena's voice carried a hint of a tremor.

When she saw the two dragon souls beginning to reshape their dragon bodies under the surge of immense energy, she was completely stunned.

Immediately after, she saw the submissive posture of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings.

That submission was not born of coercion, but of awe and worship originating from the deepest depths of their souls.

Gu Yuena's mind went blank.

Who... exactly is this person?!

Sunset Forest.

Dugu Bo also saw the image in the sky, and he felt completely numb.

He opened his mouth wide, staring in shock at the back of the black-robed youth.

With a wave of his hand, he mobilized the origin of the entire sacred ground.

His words carried the weight of law, commanding the ancient Dragon Kings to bow in submission.

Such great power had long since exceeded the scope of his understanding.

Looking again not far away at the Sea God Tang San, who had been sent flying by a sword strike from Qian Renxue and looked utterly wretched, the last shred of hesitation in Dugu Bo's heart vanished into thin air.

Tang San was a despicable, shameless villain who would burn bridges once he had crossed them!

As for Martial Soul Hall, not only did they have the unfathomably powerful Qian Renxue, but they also possessed such an immeasurable existence.

Which side to back was already self-evident.

"Today, even if I, Dugu Bo, have to risk this old life of mine, I must cling tightly to Martial Soul Hall!"

He made up his mind, his gaze becoming incomparably firm.

On the battlefield.

"Damn it!"

Tang San was struck by Qian Renxue's sword against his Sea God Trident; the immense force sent his blood surging, and he was sent flying backward once again.

He was unwilling to accept this!

He could not accept it!

He had clearly already become a god, so why was he being suppressed and beaten by her?

"I don't believe it!"

Tang San roared, his Sea God divine power erupting without reservation as he transformed into a blue streak of light, charging toward Qian Renxue.

"Boring struggle."

Qian Renxue's expression was indifferent as she lightly slashed with the holy sword in her hand.

A seemingly plain and unadorned golden sword light struck, arriving later but hitting first, precisely severing the node where Tang San's divine power was circulating.

Pfft!

Tang San was struck as if by lightning; his divine power instantly dissipated, and he spat out a mouthful of divine blood, falling heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

He lay on the ground, staring at the sky, his eyes filled with confusion and doubt.

I... lost?

I was actually defeated by Qian Renxue so easily?

How is this possible!

Intense humiliation and unwillingness caused him to erupt once more.

"Qian Renxue! You forced my hand!"

Tang San abruptly summoned the Sea God Trident and, using his last bit of divine power, hurled it toward the sky.

The trident transformed into a streak of light, but it did not attack Qian Renxue; instead, it fled toward the distant horizon.

At the same time, his entire body transformed into a mist of blood, executing some kind of god-level escape technique to vanish from the spot in an instant.

He had actually abandoned his divine artifact, cutting off his own tail to survive!

Qian Renxue watched the direction in which Tang San had fled, but she did not pursue.

She sheathed her holy sword and turned her gaze back to the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Because just a moment ago, a terrifying aura that caused the very heavens and earth to change color had erupted from that location.

Rumble--!

Above the firmament, the winds and clouds shifted, and thunder roared!

Two massive dragon shadows fully coalesced into form above the Sacred Land.

They were no longer illusory soul bodies, but true bodies of flesh and blood!

One was crimson throughout, its scales like burning crystals, radiating a scorching heat capable of incinerating all things.

The other was azure throughout, its dragon scales like flowing glaciers, permeating a bitter cold that could freeze the soul.

The Water and Fire Dragon Kings, after ten thousand years, had fully resurrected this day!

Their aura was vast and boundless, far exceeding the level of a Limit Douluo, reaching the realm of a demigod—only a single step away from being true gods!

The two giant dragons circled in the air once before slowly descending, transforming into two burly, dragon-horned middle-aged men who knelt respectfully before Qian Ye.

They could sense what kind of terrifying, supreme power was contained within the seemingly ordinary youth before them.

It was the very source that made their divine souls tremble!

"We thank Master for the grace of our rebirth!"

Their voices were filled with heartfelt reverence and fanaticism.

Qian Ye nodded, his expression remaining indifferent.

"Your origins are severely depleted and your strength has yet to recover; remain here and cultivate in seclusion."

"As you command!"

The Water and Fire Dragon Kings kowtowed once more, then flashed into two streaks of light, submerging back into the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to restore their strength using the power of the Sacred Land.

As the twin dragons vanished, the image on the Heavenly Vault Golden List slowly dissipated.

The ranking of the eighth place on the Rare Treasures List had officially come to an end.

Yet, the shock it brought was deeply branded into the hearts of every living creature on the continent.

Everyone knew that the landscape of the continent was likely about to change.

Countless people began to look forward to what earth-shattering secrets the next ranking would reveal.

Peace returned to the valley.

Qian Renxue walked up to Qian Ye and bowed slightly.

Her beautiful golden eyes held a trace of anticipation and a hint of small pride.

"Master, I have driven Tang San back."

She puffed out her chest, the proud curves that even her golden armor could not fully conceal outlining an alluring silhouette under the sunlight.

She waited for her Master's praise.

Qian Ye merely glanced at her casually, his tone indifferent.

"With my guidance, it would be strange if you had lost to him."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Qian Renxue's mouth twitched slightly, and the little bit of pride in her heart vanished into thin air.

Fine, Master is still Master.

Qian Ye's gaze looked toward the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, a faint, imperceptible smile escaping his lips.

"The greatest harvest of this trip is these two fellows."

Being able to recover their own strength, being loyal, and serving as demigod-level henchmen—they were truly excellent.

At this moment, Dugu Bo brought Dugu Yan, scrambling over as they ran, and with a "thud," they knelt before Qian Ye and Qian Renxue.

"Thank you both for saving our lives! This old man has nothing to repay you with, and is willing to offer this Ice and Fire Sacred Land to you both!"

Dugu Bo kowtowed like a pestle hitting a mortar, his posture extremely low.

Dugu Yan, kneeling behind him, couldn't help but steal glances at Qian Ye with her beautiful eyes.

This youth looked to be of a similar age to her, yet he possessed unfathomable means; even her grandfather, and even that young master of the Martial Soul Hall, had to be respectful toward him.

Her heart was filled with admiration, curiosity, and a trace of a young girl's infatuation.