Breaking Through the Poison Array!

Du Busi lowered his altitude, bringing Zichuan down into the outer perimeter of the forest. He retracted his soul power, his feet landing on the soft, humus-rich soil. He sniffed the air forcefully, then frowned, curling his lip in disdain.

"What kind of dump is this? The soul beast aura is pitifully weak. Even thousand-year soul beasts are rare, and anything ten-thousand-year or above... I can barely sense it. Compared to the Star Dou Great Forest, this is a total backwater."

He turned his head to Zichuan and said, "Disciple, are you sure the place marked on that map is here? Can a place like this produce a treasure like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?"

Zichuan took out the aged, ancient map, feigned a comparison with the surrounding mountain terrain, and pointed toward a direction deep in the forest:

"According to the map, it should be in that direction. We'll have to search for the specifics."

"Fine, let's go take a look." Du Busi didn't waste words, waving his large hand. "Stay close to me. Even though the soul beasts in this forest aren't much, there are plenty of venomous insects and miasma. Don't get bitten."

The two moved one after the other, heading deep into the forest. Du Busi appeared carefree, but as he walked in front, a faint, ink-green aura naturally radiated from his body. Wherever he passed, the venomous snakes and insects lurking in the grass retreated in terror, and even the colorful, toxic miasma invisible to the naked eye was easily pushed aside, unable to get anywhere near him.

Just as Du Busi had said, the quality of soul beasts in the Sunset Forest was indeed far inferior to those in the Star Dou Great Forest. Most of what they encountered along the way were low-level soul beasts of a few decades or a few hundred years; thousand-year soul beasts were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

For Zichuan, a 20th-level Soul Grand Master, this might still have some value as training, but in Du Busi's eyes, they were no different from weeds on the side of the road.

After searching for about half a day, the surrounding scenery began to change.

The air became increasingly humid and sultry, and faint, colorful mists began to drift between the trees, carrying a cloying, dizzying, and peculiar scent.

The soil underfoot became soft and muddy, dark in color, and emitted a scent of decay.

The surrounding vegetation grew sparse, replaced by brightly colored, bizarrely shaped vines and fungi that looked highly toxic at a glance.

"Oh? Now this is interesting." Du Busi stopped in his tracks, squinting his eyes as he looked at the increasingly dense colorful toxic mist ahead. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

"What a formidable mixed-type lethal poison. A combination of natural formation and human arrangement... Anyone below the Title Douluo level would likely face more misfortune than fortune if they barged in. It seems your ancient map might actually be real."

A look of excitement appeared on his face. He turned his head and grinned at Zichuan: "Kid, hold on tight. The road ahead might not be easy. I'm going to charge us through!"

Zichuan nodded, just about to offer a reminder to "be careful of the poison formation," when an earth-shattering aura erupted from Du Busi!

"ROAR--!"

A roar like that of a primordial beast erupted from Du Busi's throat. His already tall frame expanded as if being inflated, instantly transforming into a terrifying giant over five meters tall, covered from head to toe in an ink-green horny layer, with muscles knotted like granite!

His ink-green hair stood on end like steel needles, his eyes turned into two burning emerald fires, and the surging soul power around him formed a visible hurricane, instantly blowing away the toxic mist for dozens of meters around!

Avatar of Martial Soul! Body Sect Master, Du Busi, unleashing his full power!

Although he hadn't used any soul ring skills, this pure physical strength and soul power pressure were enough to make Zichuan feel suffocated, as if he were facing a humanoid beast head-on!

"Here we go!"

The giant that Du Busi had become grinned, revealing white, gleaming teeth. He reached out a large hand, tucked Zichuan under his arm like a chick, and then—

"BOOM!!"

The ground beneath his feet exploded. He shot forward like a cannonball, or perhaps an out-of-control ancient war chariot, brutally crashing headlong into the thick, impenetrable seven-colored toxic mist ahead.

"HISSSSSS--!"

The toxic mist seemed to possess life; sensing an intruder, it surged madly toward Du Busi. That lethal mist, capable of instantly corroding metal and dissolving soul power, met Du Busi's ink-green, horny-skinned hide.

It was like water splashed onto a red-hot iron, emitting a harsh hissing sound and rising in plumes of green smoke, yet it couldn't penetrate even a fraction of an inch! It couldn't even damage that layer of horny skin!

Not only that, but deep within the toxic mist, countless vines, poisonous thorns, and even bizarre poison-attribute soul beasts that had mutated from the nourishment of the poison formation were startled, launching attacks at this "intruder."

Colorful arrows of venom, thorny vine whips, silent mental toxins... all sorts of attacks poured down on Du Busi like a rainstorm.

"CLANG! CLANG! HISSS!"

Venom splashed, thorns stabbed, and vines coiled.

However, Du Busi didn't even blink. Attacks that could easily poison a Soul Douluo to death or severely injure an ordinary Title Douluo felt like nothing more than an itch to him.

The venom slid off, the thorns snapped, and the vines were shattered into powder by the terrifying soul power pulsing from his body!

He didn't even bother to use defensive soul skills, relying purely on his physical body and soul power to tank the hits! His speed didn't slow down in the slightest; instead, because he had cleared the path, he charged even faster!

"Hahaha! Exhilarating!" Du Busi rampaged through the toxic mist. Wherever he passed, the mist dissipated, attacks were annihilated, and a trail of devastation was left behind. His wild laughter echoed through the poison formation.

"Is this all you've got? You think you can stop me?"

Tucked under his arm, Zichuan only felt the wind whistling in his ears and the light and shadows retreating rapidly. Surrounded by lethal mist and attacks, the small space he occupied remained as steady as Mount Tai.

Watching Du Busi crush everything like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, he finally gained the most intuitive understanding of titles like "Body Sect Master" and "98th-level Super Douluo."

This wasn't breaking through a formation; this was demolition!

The number one in body refinement, a saint of the flesh—the reputation was well-deserved! He was truly too tanky!

The range of the poison formation seemed vast, but under Du Busi's unreasonable method of charging, in just the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the seven-colored toxic mist ahead suddenly became thin, and the light grew bright.

"We're here!"

Du Busi let out a low shout, kicked off the ground with force, and shot out of the final layer of toxic mist like a cannonball!

The view before them suddenly opened up!

All the toxic mist, decay, and gloom stopped abruptly behind them. What presented itself to Zichuan was a scene he had only imagined in text in his past life, yet seeing it with his own eyes now, he was still struck speechless.

It was a valley surrounded by mountains, and in the center of the valley lay a peculiar lake.

The lake was clearly divided into two distinct parts. One side was milky white, with swirling white cold air steaming off the surface; wherever the cold air touched, the air condensed into ice crystals.

The other side was crimson red, with the water surface bubbling and churning, waves of heat rolling off it as if molten lava were flowing.

Ice and fire, two springs of extreme attributes, coexisted here in harmony, blending into one another yet never encroaching, forming a perfect Taiji pattern.

This was the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so dense it had almost materialized, permeated the entire valley.

The spiritual energy contained the profound aura of pure ice and fire, life and death, creation and destruction. With just a single breath, Zichuan felt his entire body relax, the beating of the two hearts within him seeming to quicken with joy, and the bottleneck of level 20 showing faint signs of loosening.

Surrounding the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, along the edges of the springs, and throughout the valley, grew countless exotic flowers and rare herbs.

There was the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, crimson all over and shaped like a cockscomb; the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, ice-blue with petals carved like crystal; and the Aromatic Silk Beauty, which emitted a rich fragrance that invigorated the spirit.

There was the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, with its vines entwined and bearing gold and silver fruits... and many other immortal herbs and spiritual medicines whose names Zichuan could not identify, but whose forms and auras made it clear they were far from ordinary.

Whether they were exhaling the spiritual energy of ice and fire or blooming with brilliant radiance, they adorned the entire valley like a legendary fairyland—breathtakingly beautiful and brimming with unimaginable, surging energy.