The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
From the mountaintop, one could clearly see the basin carpeted with all kinds of plants around the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
They still weren't ready to be harvested, and none had become anything special yet. Still, the area was filled with countless rare medicinal herbs. It was only a matter of time before they became priceless treasures of heaven and earth.
On the bank where the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well's two springs met,
a gigantic cocoon, seemingly woven from countless blades of grass, rested there. It looked as though it was nurturing some kind of life within.
It covered an area of dozens of square meters. Each blade of grass was two feet wide, and the light shining from every golden vein had grown especially bright. The blades themselves had also turned as blue as crystal.
Anyone standing there would have felt the vitality around them steadily growing stronger.
A beam of golden light shot into the sky, and an immense aura of life enveloped the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. Every plant on the ground stirred gently, as if trembling with excitement.
As the giant cocoon slowly bloomed like a lotus, a small figure gradually emerged from within. When all the light had completely entered that person's body, his true form was revealed.
It was none other than Li Pu.
Six years ago, he had left the board through death. He had made every possible preparation, but resurrection was no easy matter—especially after Tang Hao had pounded him into a paste. He had been crushed to dust, dead beyond any doubt!
Yet, in the end, he had successfully achieved rebirth through death.
The Saint Soul Grass that had strengthened his soul and the Lovesick Heartbreak Red had both come in