Shattered Godhead

"Young Master..."

The moment Ye Ruilin's figure vanished, Old Wu flashed forward, intent on reaching in to pull him out.

A flicker of struggle crossed his eyes, but remembering the instructions the Young Master had given him, Old Wu ultimately held back.

"What are you waiting for? Pull him out quickly! Any later and he's going to explode from the sheer pressure."

Among the group, the most anxious was naturally Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo had pinned all his hopes on Ye Ruilin.

If this kid finished his life here, what would happen to the poison in his own body? What would become of his path to further advancement?

A trace of hesitation flashed across Old Wu's face, but soon, his gaze turned resolute.

"I trust the Young Master."

"Hey, you fellow..."

"He's just a greenhorn, what does he know?"

"Do you have any idea how terrifying the power of this Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well is?"

"Even as a Titled Douluo, I wouldn't dare enter this lake lightly."

Dugu Bo was so anxious he was practically hopping.

Old Wu remained unmoved, staring quietly at the lake surface as if waiting for something.

Seeing his persuasion was fruitless, Dugu Bo finally waved his hand in frustration.

"Fine, fine."

"If that kid dies at the bottom of this lake, then it's just his fate."

At the bottom of the lake.

Ye Ruilin forced himself to sit cross-legged, the surrounding energy surging wildly into his body to form a small vortex.

Taking a deep breath, he circulated the Primordial Art. As the technique pushed forward, his body was gradually enveloped in a faint glow.

The Frost-Flame Twin Flower he had consumed earlier was also taking effect at this moment.

The medicinal power of the immortal herb balanced the energy within him, allowing his already battered body to gradually recover under its influence.

The vortex became increasingly distinct.

A majestic force began to gather toward him, slow yet surging.

Ice-blue cold air seeped into his body through his pores like threads, carrying an extreme chill.

Crimson flames coiled around him like wandering dragons, scorching the surface of his skin.

Ye Ruilin paid it no mind, frantically circulating the Primordial Art.

The power of the Primordial Art gradually manifested, as fire-attribute energy surged madly toward Ye Ruilin's heart.

His heart beat violently, each throb accompanied by a searing red light that faintly shone through his chest.

Guided by the Primordial Art, the ice-attribute energy slowly flowed into his kidneys, the meridians surrounding them seemingly nourished by this force.

The two energies, which had always been interdependent, completely separated once they entered Ye Ruilin's body.

The Primordial Art acted like a puppeteer behind the scenes, strictly controlling the flow of both energies.

Once these two forces tended toward stability, Ye Ruilin accelerated his absorption.

The turbulence of the energy caused the lake water to begin to boil.

Just as Ye Ruilin was concentrating on absorbing the energy, he suddenly sensed a strange aura.

He snapped his eyes open, his pupils constricting as the scene before him left him momentarily stunned.

Two massive dragon shadows hovered before him, one red and one blue.

The red dragon shadow was wreathed in scorching flames, while the blue dragon shadow radiated an icy chill.

Though their forms were illusory, the pressure emanating from the depths of their souls made Ye Ruilin's heart palpitate.

"These are... the remnant souls of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King?"

Ye Ruilin's mind went blank for a split second, a storm of shock rising in his heart.

He stared fixedly at the two dragon shadows, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the situation.

A moment later, he finally reacted, a look of wild ecstasy instantly flooding his face.

His heart hammered against his ribs, as if it were about to burst from his chest.

"Could it be because of my Martial Soul—the Divine Beast Qilin?"

A thought flashed violently through Ye Ruilin's mind.

Between Divine Beasts, there exists an inherent resonance and attraction of bloodlines.

His Martial Soul was the Qilin, one of the most supreme Divine Beasts between heaven and earth, belonging to the same rank as the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

Perhaps it was precisely this bloodline connection that prompted these two lingering souls to manifest.

Thinking of this, a flash of realization crossed the eyes of Ye Ruilin, followed immediately by a hint of disdain.

He recalled that Tang San had once absorbed the energy of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, yet it had never triggered such a phenomenon.

Although the martial soul of Tang San was powerful, it was far from being on par with a true divine beast.

His Blue Silver Emperor martial soul was, after all, merely the pinnacle of plant-type martial souls, not a divine beast bloodline.

This disparity destined Tang San to be unable to resonate with the lingering souls of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

"As expected, the bloodline attraction between divine beasts is the key!"

Ye Ruilin felt fortunate, yet simultaneously surged with excitement.

These two lingering souls contained the residual power of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

If he could absorb them, his abilities would surely see a massive boost, perhaps even breaking through his current bottleneck to reach an entirely new realm.

At this thought, his gaze turned scorching, and his breathing grew involuntarily rapid.

This opportunity before him was once in a millennium; he absolutely could not let it slip away!

"Calm down, I must stay calm."

Ye Ruilin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the agitation in his heart.

He knew that the more critical the moment, the more he needed to keep a clear head.

Although the lingering souls of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King were merely phantoms, their pressure was still not to be underestimated; the slightest carelessness could lead to being backlashed by this power.

"Since you have manifested of your own accord, it means you acknowledge my divine beast bloodline."

"Let me see just how strong your residual power truly is!"

The corners of his mouth curled into a confident smile.

Operating the Primordial Art, a suction force radiated from the body of Ye Ruilin.

The frantic suction attempted to capture the two dragon shadow lingering souls beneath the water.

This move seemed to enrage the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

The two dragon shadows let out a roar and immediately charged toward the body of Ye Ruilin.

Ye Ruilin was not alarmed but delighted.

He had been worrying about how to capture these two dragon shadows, yet they had unexpectedly charged at him directly.

He quickly pulled the Red Snow Spirit Mushroom he had prepared in advance from his spatial ring and swallowed it without hesitation.

This Red Snow Spirit Mushroom contained two types of energy, capable of acting as a harmonizer.

But that was not the primary purpose.

The most important thing was its superior restorative power.

If his meridians and body were damaged, that medicinal potency could immediately repair his body.

He had not originally intended to use the Red Snow Spirit Mushroom, as his Primordial Art was sufficient to handle the energy of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

He had not expected such an unexpected windfall.

The lingering soul of the Fire Dragon King launched its attack first, a scorching energy instantly enveloping the body of Ye Ruilin.

Unlike the flames of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, this energy carried a sense of brutality.

Containing the Dragon Flame of the dragon race's origin, it caused the surface of the body of Ye Ruilin to instantly char black.

His flesh and blood hissed under the high temperature.

His meridians also contracted violently under the searing heat of the flames, and his blood was instantly boiled, surging madly within his body.

Ye Ruilin gasped, not expecting the attack of the Fire Dragon King to be so overbearing.

Fortunately, the Red Snow Spirit Mushroom took effect just in time.

A cooling medicinal force swept through his entire body, and the severely damaged flesh and meridians slowly recovered under this power.

What shocked Ye Ruilin was that the attack did not stop; the power of the flames invaded his heart directly.

The heart was the gathering place for fire energy, but under the Dragon Flame of the Fire Dragon King, his entire heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand.

Every beat was accompanied by intense pain, and his consciousness began to blur rapidly.

The world before him seemed to be shrouded in crimson.

Ye Ruilin bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly keeping his consciousness clear.

The moment he regained clarity, he pulled the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass directly from his storage ring.

This immortal herb with extreme cold properties was something he had not originally planned to use, but now it was his life-saving medicine.

A force of extreme cold instantly surged into his body, and under the control of the Primordial Art, it slowly moved toward his heart.

With this force neutralizing the heat, the sharp pain radiating from his heart finally began to fade away.

Ye Ruilin bared his teeth, never having expected that these residual dragon souls would possess such might.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"You are nothing but a remnant soul now; how much arrogance can you really afford!"

He circulated the Primordial Art, drawing the Fire Dragon King remnant soul directly into his body, where the two forces immediately collided.

In a mere moment, the body of Ye Ruilin underwent countless cycles of destruction and repair.

From his initial grimacing in pain to his final, hearty laughter.

He could feel his body growing stronger by the second, just as he could feel the power of the Fire Dragon King waning.

When the power of the Fire Dragon King was no longer enough to inflict any damage upon his body, Ye Ruilin violently surged his soul power, instantly shattering the Fire Dragon remnant soul.

The Primordial Art spun rapidly, absorbing every bit of the pure fire energy hidden within the remnant soul.

"Hahahaha..."

Ye Ruilin could not help but laugh out loud, his eyes filled with wild joy.

"I never expected that a Shattered Godhead would be hidden within your remnant soul."

A surprise beyond all surprises.

The Shattered Godhead contained the power and laws of a god position.

If he could comprehend it, he would condense a god position belonging solely to him—the Qilin God Position!