Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well

Outside the Sky Screen, Sun Moon Royal Academy.

In the teaching building's corridors, discussions were endless.

"Soul cannons could be used like that?!"

"There had to be at least a hundred of those soul cannons, right? That guy called Wu Wei carried that many soul cannons with him?!"

"Did you see that armor? It took Di Tian's attack head-on. Even though it shattered, its wearer was fine! That had to be a Level 9 Soul Tool! Otherwise, how could it boost a Super Douluo's speed by so much?!"

Inside a classroom.

Jing Hongchen was giving his grandson and granddaughter some rare private tutoring.

He stood before the lectern with a Soul Tool theory textbook in hand, explaining a crucial point.

Yet the two people below him were in completely different states.

Meng Hongchen sat upright at her desk, her gaze focused on the book before her. The pen in her hand occasionally scribbled across the paper, making her look like she was studying diligently.

Xiao Hongchen, sitting beside her, also had an open book in front of him.

But his eyes kept drifting toward the small screen at his side.

The Sky Screen floated before everyone and could be viewed whenever they wished.

When Wu Wei used a large number of high-level soul cannons as thrusters to escape, Xiao Hongchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he unconsciously muttered to himself.

"So soul cannons can be used like that?!"

His voice was quiet, but it still clearly reached Jing Hongchen's ears.

Jing Hongchen's face darkened.

With the hearing of a Title Douluo, such a faint sound naturally could not escape him.

His eyelid twitched.

He had also seen the scene of Wu Wei's escape just now.

To be honest, even he, the master of Virtue Hall, had been stunned by that method of using soul cannons as thrusters.

Having studied Soul Tools in Virtue Hall for half his life, he considered himself thoroughly familiar with every possible use of Soul Tools.

Yet this was the first time he had seen such an operation.

After his initial surprise, Jing Hongchen secretly shook his head.

Although using the recoil of soul cannons to accelerate one's escape could produce a burst of speed dozens of times faster than conventional Soul Tool thrusters,

it required consuming a tremendous number of high-level soul cannons.

Those Level 7, Level 8, and Level 9 soul cannons were each worth a fortune.

An ordinary Soul Engineer might not be able to gather even a few after spending everything they owned, let alone pull out more than a hundred at once as consumables like Wu Wei.

Even for him, the master of Virtue Hall, that would be painfully extravagant!

Still, when necessary, they had to be used.

After all, when choosing between money and life, even a fool knew which to choose.

With that thought, he put down the textbook in his hand and silently left the lectern.

Meng Hongchen noticed her grandfather's movement. She looked up at him, a gleeful smile flashing in her eyes, then lowered her head and continued reading.

Xiao Hongchen remained completely unaware and continued staring at the content on the small screen.

Jing Hongchen came up behind him. At some point, he had already picked up that thick Soul Tool theory textbook.

He expressionlessly looked at the back of Xiao Hongchen's head and slowly raised the book in his hand.

Thud!

The book's spine struck Xiao Hongchen squarely on the head with a crisp, muffled sound.

Judging by the sound, it was a good head.

"That hurt!"

Caught off guard by the blow, Xiao Hongchen cried out and clutched his head with both hands.

He turned around angrily, but the instant he saw his grandfather's expressionless face, he wilted.

"Although you are currently acknowledged as the empire's greatest genius,"

"a Soul Engineer needs a sufficient foundation of knowledge before crafting Soul Tools."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the book before Xiao Hongchen, which had barely had any pages turned.

"These fundamental theories are what will determine how far you can go in the future. You may watch the Sky Screen, but you cannot let it delay your proper work."

Seeing his grandfather's stern expression, Xiao Hongchen did not dare argue and hurriedly nodded.

"Yes, Grandpa!"

He immediately picked up the book before him and put on the appearance of studying it seriously.

[Within the Sky Screen, Di Tian transformed into a streak of purple light and sped through the skies above Sunset Forest.

He headed directly for the most central location of Sunset Forest—the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

The trees below swiftly receded.

After reaching God Level, his flight speed had risen to an unprecedented level. In mere moments, he was nearly there.

Before long, a dense green poisonous miasma appeared before Di Tian.

The poisonous miasma stretched across the sky, leaving no blind spots. The occasional birds that carelessly entered instantly turned into withered bones.

Di Tian narrowed his eyes, and purple light flashed through his golden dragon pupils.

With a brief assessment, he determined that while this poisonous miasma posed a fatal threat to ordinary soul masters and even Title Douluo,

it was nothing to him now.

Di Tian's brow relaxed slightly. Purple Soul Power surfaced around his body, and his speed abruptly increased!

**Boom!**

A sonic boom exploded through the forest, and the shockwave sent the surrounding trees swaying wildly.

Di Tian raced through the poisonous miasma at extreme speed.

Purple Soul Power wrapped around his entire body like a protective barrier, preventing the poisonous miasma from coming anywhere near him.

Behind him, he left a hollow passage that the poisonous miasma had not yet had time to fill.

Suddenly, the poisonous miasma thinned, and the view ahead opened up.

A small pool, half fiery red and half icy blue, appeared before Di Tian.

Two ultimate forces converged within the pool, yet neither encroached upon the other, forming a distinct boundary.

All manner of strange-looking plants grew around the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Judging from the auras they emitted, nearly every one of them was extraordinary.

"So this is the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?"

Di Tian muttered, then landed steadily beside its waters.

He crouched down and extended his hand into the pool, placing his palm at the point where the two differently colored waters met.

The utterly scorching and utterly freezing forces assaulted his palm simultaneously, but his expression did not change.

To him, ultimate attributes of this degree were no more than a breeze brushing past his face.

Di Tian closed his eyes and sent Soul Power out from his palm, continuously extending it beneath the water.

One thousand meters, two thousand meters, five thousand meters...

His Soul Power kept descending, passing through water and rock as it stretched toward the deepest part of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Finally, after searching downward for nearly ten thousand meters, two enormous Dragon Bones appeared within his perception.

Those colossal Dragon Bones, vast enough to leave one speechless, had long since lost their flesh and blood, yet they still emitted a terrifying aura.

The remains of the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King.

Di Tian opened his eyes, a complicated look flashing through his golden dragon pupils.

Though he had expected it, truly sensing the remains of the Dragon Clan's ancient forebears still left him slightly stunned.

At that moment, a fireball radiating terrifying heat flew toward him from the side!

Di Tian came back to his senses but made no unnecessary movement.

When the fireball approached within a certain distance, the purple Soul Power around him, coiling like wandering dragons, suddenly shot out. With a casual sweep, it scattered the fireball.

"Who is it?! How dare you trespass into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well!"

A sharp female shout rang out from the edge of the pool, her voice filled with fury.]