Infernal Delicate Apricot stepped forward, crimson light flaring around her as scorching heat rushed toward them.
"Get out of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well! Now, this instant!"
"You won't get a single immortal herb today!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the other six immortal herbs released their auras as well. Seven powerful waves of pressure crashed toward Luo Yang like mountains and seas!
Yet.
Luo Yang's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't even take half a step back. He merely gazed calmly at the furious immortal herbs before him, that faint smile still playing on his lips.
Then he spoke:
"Come out."
As his words fell—
Two figures appeared silently at his sides.
On the left stood a woman in a noble violet gown, her purple hair cascading like a waterfall and her features breathtakingly beautiful. A majestic, profound violet-gold radiance swirled around her.
She stood there quietly, yet seemed like an empress ruling over all beneath heaven. Even the air throughout the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well seemed to still in her presence.
On the right stood a girl wreathed in golden light, her silver hair as white as snow. Eight holy angel wings slowly unfurled behind her.
She held a long sword formed from pure light, her gaze sweeping coldly over the immortal herbs before her.
Bibi Dong. Ye Guyi.
Two utterly different auras, each vast as the sea, swept through the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in an instant!
The moment Infernal Delicate Apricot recognized the two figures, her expression froze completely.
The other six immortal herbs' mocking smiles froze on their faces as if they had been encased in ice.
This... This was...
The aura of a deity?!
These immortal herbs had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and their sensitivity to the laws of heaven and earth was unmatched.
Infernal Delicate Apricot's lips trembled. She wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
Bibi Dong gave them a cool glance, as if looking at a swarm of ants. She couldn't even be bothered to speak. She merely lifted her chin slightly, and her disdainful bearing nearly drove the immortal herbs to their knees.
Ye Guyi was more direct. She raised the sword of light in her hand a little, its tip pointing straight at Infernal Delicate Apricot.
The holy aura radiating from the sword made Infernal Delicate Apricot feel a burning pain deep in her soul.
"Who... Who are you?!" Infernal Delicate Apricot finally found her voice, but it trembled so badly that it was barely recognizable.
Luo Yang didn't answer. He simply watched them in silence.
Infernal Delicate Apricot drew a deep breath, a trace of resolve flashing in her eyes.
She spun around to face the central lake of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. Her hands rapidly formed seals as she chanted an ancient, obscure incantation!
The other six immortal herbs turned around as well and began chanting.
In an instant—
"Rumble—!!!"
The entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well boiled over!
The lake's red and blue waters churned as if stirred by an invisible hand, and towering waves surged skyward!
Two massive columns of water shot into the air, one scarlet as molten lava, the other icy blue as frozen crystal. They twisted together a hundred meters above the ground, forming the astonishing sight of two red and blue dragons battling over a pearl!
"ROAR—!!!"
Two deafening dragon roars rang out from the depths of the lake!
Ancient and desolate, they carried the supreme majesty of primordial divine beasts, making the entire valley tremble!
Then—
Two enormous phantoms burst up from the lakebed!
The one on the left was entirely scarlet, its scales blazing like flames. Molten light flowed across every scale. Its dragon eyes shone like two scorching suns, radiating heat enough to incinerate all things.
The one on the right was entirely icy blue, its scales clear as frozen crystal, a bitter chill curling around it. Its dragon eyes gleamed like two icy moons, radiating a cold that could freeze the soul.
The Ice and Fire Dragon Kings!
Or rather, the lingering will projections of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, left behind in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well after their deaths!
Though these were not their true bodies, the pressure of the divine beast kings was still enough to shatter the minds of any powerful being below Limit Douluo!
Infernal Delicate Apricot floated in midair, scarlet light swirling around her. At last, a mocking smile returned to her lips.
"Let's see what else you can do!"
The other six immortal herbs sneered as well.
The Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' remnant souls were their final trump card. Though the two Dragon Kings had long since fallen, their wills had merged with the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, allowing them to briefly manifest by drawing on the power of heaven and earth!
Their might was enough to rival that of a true god-level powerhouse!
Yet.
Luo Yang's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't even spare the two dragon shadows a glance.
He merely lifted his head a little, as though 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 him.
At first, it was faint, like a sleeping giant just opening its eyes. But after a single breath, it erupted like the chaotic torrent of the universe at its birth!
The entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well froze completely in that moment!
The waters stopped churning. The dragon shadows stopped circling. The mocking smiles on the immortal herbs' faces froze as well.
A verdant phantom slowly emerged behind Luo Yang.
She was a woman in an emerald-green gown, with gray-white hair and peculiar eyes shaped like four-leaf clovers.
She floated there quietly. Not a trace of Soul Power stirred around her, yet the power of heaven and earth throughout the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well bowed before her.
The Plane Master!
She merely raised a hand and pointed lightly.
The two mighty remnant souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings froze in place as if bound by a spell, unable to move.
Infernal Delicate Apricot stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Luo Yang turned his gaze back to the seven utterly dumbfounded immortal herbs before him and smiled faintly. "Now, can we have a proper talk?"
Infernal Delicate Apricot's lips quivered. She couldn't say a word.
Behind her, a dark-blue immortal herb suddenly dropped to its knees with a thump.
"I... I'm willing to follow you!"
Once the first had given in, the second followed.
"I'm willing too!"
"Me too!"
"Please, take us in!"
One after another, six immortal herbs fell to their knees, their devotion so sincere it was as if they were worshipping a god.
Only Infernal Delicate Apricot remained standing, alone and at a loss.
She looked at her companions kneeling on the ground, then at Luo Yang's half-smiling face. She wrestled with herself for a full three seconds.
Then.
Thump.
She knelt too.
"I... I'm willing as well." Her voice was muffled, edged with reluctance, but more than anything, resignation.
Luo Yang nodded in satisfaction.
He stepped forward and looked down at Infernal Delicate Apricot kneeling before him, then gently patted her on the head.
"Wouldn't it have been better to do this from the start? You had to make me go to all that trouble."
Infernal Delicate Apricot bit her lip and didn't dare say a word.
Luo Yang straightened up and looked around, his gaze passing over the countless immortal herbs and spirit medicines in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. His smile grew broader and broader.
"From this day forward, every immortal herb here—"
"Belongs to me."