Chapter 50

Infernal Delicate Apricot stepped forward, her body erupting in crimson light as a scorching heat wave rushed toward them:

"Now, immediately, at once, get out of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well!"

"Today, you won't get a single immortal herb!"

As her voice fell, the other six immortal herbs released their respective auras, seven powerful pressures crashing down upon Luo Yang like a mountain-toppling tsunami!

However.

Luo Yang's expression remained unchanged.

He did not even retreat half a step, merely watching the furious immortal herbs before him quietly, that faint smile still hanging at the corners of his mouth.

Then, he spoke:

"Come out."

As the words fell—

Two figures appeared silently at his side.

On the left was a woman in a noble violet gown, her purple hair cascading like a waterfall, her beauty breathtaking, surrounded by a majestic and profound purple-gold radiance.

She stood there quietly, yet she seemed like an empress descending upon the world, causing the very air of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to stagnate.

On the right was a young girl draped in golden light, her hair silver as snow, eight holy angel wings slowly unfurling behind her.

She held a longsword condensed from pure light, her cold gaze sweeping over the immortal herbs before her.

Bibi Dong. Ye Guyi.

Two distinct yet equally vast, ocean-like auras instantly swept across the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well!

The expression on Infernal Delicate Apricot's face froze completely the moment she saw these two figures.

The mocking smiles of the other six immortal herbs also solidified on their faces as if frozen in place.

This... this is...

The aura of a deity?!

As immortal herbs that had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, they possessed the keenest perception of the laws of heaven and earth.

Infernal Delicate Apricot's lips trembled; she wanted to say something, but not a single word could escape her throat.

Bibi Dong swept a faint glance at them, her gaze like that of someone looking at a group of ants. She couldn't even be bothered to speak, merely lifting her chin slightly, the aura of one looking down upon all living things making the immortal herbs nearly collapse to their knees.

Ye Guyi was more direct; the sword of light in her hand lifted slightly, its tip pointing straight at Infernal Delicate Apricot.

The holy aura radiating from that blade caused Infernal Delicate Apricot to feel a scorching pain originating from her very soul.

"Who... who exactly are you people?!" Infernal Delicate Apricot finally found her voice, but it was trembling beyond recognition.

Luo Yang did not answer, merely watching them quietly.

Infernal Delicate Apricot took a deep breath, a flash of resolve in her eyes.

She turned abruptly to face the central lake of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, her hands moving in a rapid seal as she chanted an ancient and obscure incantation!

The other six immortal herbs turned as well, beginning their own chants!

In an instant—

"Rumble—!!!"

The entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well boiled!

The red and blue waters of the central lake were stirred by an invisible hand, whipping up monstrous waves!

Two thick pillars of water shot into the sky, one crimson as molten lava, the other ice-blue as cold crystal, intertwining and spiraling a hundred meters in the air until they vaguely formed the spectacle of two dragons fighting over a pearl!

"Roar—!!!"

Two deafening dragon roars erupted from the depths of the lake!

The roars were ancient and desolate, carrying the supreme majesty of primordial divine beasts, causing the entire valley to tremble!

Following that—

Two massive phantoms surged from the bottom of the lake!

The one on the left was entirely crimson, its scales burning like fire, each one flowing with lava-like light. Its dragon eyes were like two scorching suns, radiating a heat capable of incinerating all things.

The one on the right was entirely ice-blue, its scales translucent as cold crystal, surrounded by a bone-chilling frost. Its dragon eyes were like two icy moons, radiating a cold that could freeze the soul.

Ice and Fire Dragon Kings!

Or rather, the projections of the wills left behind in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well after the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings had fallen!

Although not their true bodies, the pressure belonging to the kings of divine beasts was still enough to shatter the mind of any powerhouse below the level of a Limit Douluo!

Infernal Delicate Apricot hovered in mid-air, wreathed in red light, a cold sneer finally curling back onto her lips:

"I'd like to see what other tricks you have!"

The other six immortal herbs also began to sneer.

The remnant souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings were their final trump card. Although these two dragon kings had long since fallen, their wills had merged with the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, allowing them to manifest briefly by borrowing the power of heaven and earth!

Its power was enough to rival a true god-level powerhouse!

However.

Luo Yang's expression remained unchanged.

He did not even spare those two dragon shadows a second glance.

He merely tilted his head slightly, as if waiting for something.

Then.

A will, more ancient, more vast, and more supreme than the remnant souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, slowly awakened within his body.

At first, that will was faint, like a sleeping giant just opening its eyes. But after a single breath, it erupted like a chaotic torrent from the dawn of the universe!

The entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well froze completely at this moment!

The lake water stopped churning, the dragon shadows ceased their circling, and the sneers on the faces of the immortal herbs froze in place.

A verdant green phantom slowly emerged from behind Luo Yang.

It was a woman dressed in a verdant green gown, with long, grayish-white hair and eyes shaped like peculiar four-leaf clovers.

She hovered quietly in mid-air, without a shred of soul power fluctuation around her, yet she made the power of heaven and earth within the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well bow in submission.

Plane Master!

She merely raised her hand and pointed a finger.

Those two imposing remnant souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings were frozen in place, unable to move as if struck by a binding spell.

Infernal Delicate Apricot widened her eyes, watching this scene in disbelief.

Luo Yang withdrew his gaze, looked at the seven completely stunned immortal herbs before him, and smiled slightly: "Now, can we have a proper talk?"

Infernal Delicate Apricot's lips trembled, and she could not utter a single word.

Behind her, the avatar of that deep blue immortal herb suddenly fell to its knees with a thud.

"I... I am willing to follow you!"

Where there was one, there was a second.

"I am willing too!"

"Me too!"

"Please accept us!"

The six immortal herbs scrambled to kneel on the ground, their attitudes as devout as if they were worshipping a god.

Only Infernal Delicate Apricot remained standing, lonely and at a loss.

She looked at her companions kneeling on the ground, then at Luo Yang's half-smiling face, and struggled internally for three whole seconds.

Then.

"Thud."

She knelt as well.

"I... I am willing too." Her voice was muffled, carrying a hint of unwillingness, but mostly resignation.

Luo Yang nodded with satisfaction.

He stepped forward, looking down at Infernal Delicate Apricot kneeling before him, and reached out to pat her head gently:

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier? You forced me to go through so much trouble."

Infernal Delicate Apricot bit her lip, not daring to say a word.

Luo Yang straightened up and looked around, his gaze sweeping over the countless immortal herbs and spiritual medicines of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepening.

"From today on, all the immortal herbs here—"

"Are mine."