Star Dou Great Forest, Lake of Life.
Gu Yuena's silver eyes were fixed intently on the Golden List's image in the sky, and her delicate body trembled faintly, beyond her control.
The Water Dragon King, the Fire Dragon King...
They had once been Dragon God's most trusted subordinates, the pride of the dragon race.
She had still been lamenting that perhaps she would have to wait until she made the Heavenly Dao Gold Ranking, received an extraordinary reward, and regained her full strength before she had even the slightest chance of trying to revive them.
But now, what was she seeing?
A human—a young man who looked no older than a youth—had merely stood there, and the Water and Fire Dragon Kings had bowed their heads before him.
What shook her to the very core was that the man was reviving them!
"What is he doing?"
Gu Yuena's voice trembled slightly.
When she saw the two dragon souls begin to reshape their bodies beneath that immense energy, she was completely stunned.
Then she saw the Water and Fire Dragon Kings' submissive postures.
It was not submission born of intimidation, but reverence and worship that came from the depths of their souls.
Gu Yuena's mind went blank.
Who... was this man?!
Sunset Forest.
Dugu Bo had also seen the scene in the sky. He was completely dumbfounded.
He stood with his mouth agape, staring in shock at the black-clad youth's back.
With every gesture, he had commanded the sacred land's very source.
His word had become law, compelling ancient Dragon Kings to bow in submission.
Such power was far beyond the bounds of Dugu Bo's understanding.
Then he looked at Sea God Tang San, who had been sent flying by Qian Renxue's sword and now lay in a miserable heap not far away. The last trace of hesitation in Dugu Bo's heart vanished.
Tang San was a despicable, shameless ingrate who kicked away the ladder after climbing up!
And on Spirit Hall's side, there was not only Qian Renxue, whose strength was unfathomable, but also an existence like this, impossible to fathom.
There was no question which side he should cling to.
"Today, even if it costs me my life, I, Dugu Bo, will cling to Spirit Hall's coattails!"
He made up his mind, his eyes becoming utterly resolute.
On the battlefield.
"Damn it!"
Qian Renxue's sword struck the trident, and the tremendous force sent Tang San flying backward once more, his blood and qi churning.
He was unwilling to accept it!
He couldn't believe it!
He had already become a god, so why was she beating him down?
"I don't believe it!"
Tang San roared. Sea God Divine Power erupted without restraint, turning him into a streak of blue light as he charged at Qian Renxue.
"Pointless struggle."
Qian Renxue's expression was indifferent as she casually swept her Holy Sword across.
A seemingly unremarkable golden blade of light struck first, precisely cutting into the point where Tang San's divine power circulated.
Pfft!
Tang San was struck as if by lightning. His divine power instantly scattered, and he spat out a mouthful of divine blood. Like a kite with its string cut, he crashed heavily to the ground.
He lay there, gazing up at the sky, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.
I... lost?
I was actually defeated by Qian Renxue so easily?
How could this be!
The intense humiliation and unwillingness made him erupt once more.
"Qian Renxue! You forced me into this!"
Tang San abruptly summoned the Sea God Trident. Using the last trace of his divine power, he hurled it toward the sky.
The trident became a streak of light, but it did not fly at Qian Renxue. Instead, it fled toward the distant horizon.
At the same time, his body turned into a cloud of blood mist. He used some kind of divine-level escape technique and vanished from the spot in an instant.
He had actually abandoned his Divine Artifact to save his own skin!
Qian Renxue watched the direction Tang San had fled, but made no move to pursue him.
She put away her Holy Sword and turned her gaze back toward the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
For just then, a terrifying aura that made heaven and earth change color had erupted from that place.
Rumble—!
The sky darkened, winds and clouds churned, and thunder crashed!
Two enormous dragon silhouettes fully took shape above the sacred land.
They were no longer illusory souls, but true bodies of flesh and blood!
One was scarlet from head to tail, its scales like burning crystals, radiating heat that could incinerate all things.
The other was covered in deep blue scales, like a flowing glacier, exuding a chill that could freeze the soul.
The Water and Fire Dragon Kings had been completely revived today, after ten thousand years!
Their auras were boundless, far surpassing the level of a Limit Douluo. They had reached the demigod realm, only one step away from true godhood!
The two giant dragons circled once in the air, then slowly descended, transforming into two burly, middle-aged men with prominent dragon horns. They respectfully knelt before Qian Ye.
They could sense the terrifying, supreme power contained within this seemingly ordinary youth.
It was a source of power that made even their divine souls tremble!
"Thank you, Master, for granting us new life!"
Their voices brimmed with heartfelt reverence and fervor.
Qian Ye nodded, his expression still calm.
"Your sources are badly depleted, and your strength has yet to recover. Stay here and cultivate in seclusion."
"As you command!"
The Water and Fire Dragon Kings bowed once more. Then, with a flash, they turned into two streaks of light and vanished into the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, drawing on the sacred land's power to recover.
As the two dragons disappeared, the image on the Heavenly Vault Golden List slowly faded.
The review of eighth place on the Rare Treasures List had now come to a complete end.
Yet the shock it had caused was deeply branded in the hearts of every living being on the continent.
Everyone knew that the continent's balance of power was about to change.
Countless people began to look forward to the next review, wondering what astonishing secrets it would reveal.
The valley had returned to stillness.
Qian Renxue walked up to Qian Ye and bowed slightly.
Her beautiful golden eyes held a hint of anticipation and a little pride.
"Master, I've driven Tang San away."
She puffed out her chest. The golden armor could not fully conceal her alluring curves, which the sunlight outlined enticingly.
She was looking forward to her master's praise.
Qian Ye merely glanced at her, his tone indifferent.
"With my guidance, it would have been strange if you'd lost to him."
At his words, Qian Renxue's lips twitched faintly, and the little pride she'd felt vanished at once.
Fine. Her master was still the same as ever.
Qian Ye looked toward the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing at the corner of his lips.
"The greatest gains from this trip are those two."
They could recover their strength on their own, were utterly loyal, and were demigod-level fighters. They were indeed quite useful.
Just then, Dugu Bo came running over with Dugu Yan, scrambling and stumbling. With a thump, they knelt before Qian Ye and Qian Renxue.
"Thank you, my lords, for saving our lives! This old man has nothing to repay you with. I'm willing to offer the Ice and Fire Sacred Land to you!"
Dugu Bo kowtowed over and over, adopting the humblest posture he could.
Dugu Yan knelt behind him as well. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help stealing glances at Qian Ye.
This youth looked about her age, yet possessed unfathomable abilities. Even her grandfather—and the young mistress of Spirit Hall—treated him with the utmost respect.
Her heart was filled with admiration and curiosity, along with a young girl's budding affection.
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