With a splash, Tang San leaped into the waters of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
The deeper he dove, the more violent the intertwined ice and fire elements around him became.
Finally, at the very bottom of the lake, Tang San saw the two enormous dragon skeletons, as well as the dragon souls circling above them, so faint they were nearly impossible to see.
Compared to the two Dragon Kings from Tang San's original world, the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King of this world were in a pitifully poor state.
Less than one-tenth of their once-vast core origins remained, the shattered imprints of their divine positions had vanished without a trace, and their accompanying divine artifacts had long since disappeared.
As for who had taken those things, there was no need to think too hard about it.
It had undoubtedly been the handiwork of that hypocrite in the heavens, always prattling on about benevolence, righteousness, and morality.
Within the sea of consciousness, Jiang Li kept constant watch over the situation at the bottom of the lake.
After sensing the current weakness of the two dragon souls, Jiang Li could not help letting out a helpless sigh.
In this era, the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' consciousness had almost been completely worn away by the long passage of time and deliberate extraction, leaving behind only a trace of obsession sustained by instinct.
No wonder that by the era of Legend of the Dragon King, these two supreme beings of the dragon race could actually be casually summoned and commanded by a few immortal herbs.
"Xiao San, your father will act now and forcibly stabilize these two remnant souls, turning them into your fifth and sixth soul rings."
Jiang Li's voice rang out within his sea of consciousness.
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