The Ice and Fire Dragon King's Twin Arm Bones

Regaining his focus, Yang Fan stood before the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. To his left lay a world of bone-chilling ice and snow, while to his right stretched a sea of scorching, incinerating magma.

"Hoo..."

Yang Fan took a deep breath, the alternation between extreme cold and extreme heat in the air causing his lungs to ache.

He stripped off his shirt, revealing a frame that was slightly lean but possessed well-defined muscles. In the center of his chest was a seven-colored dragon-shaped tattoo, which rose and fell slightly with his breathing as if it were alive.

"I've already handed the development plans for our forces over to Ye Rou. With Qian Renxue backing her, I trust she won't mess things up. As for my breakthrough, it must succeed—failure is not an option!"

Yang Fan's gaze hardened. Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed both the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Blazing Apricot Delicate.

A surge of extreme cold erupted from his stomach first, rushing through his meridians and straight into his limbs and bones.

Yang Fan felt as though his blood had frozen in that instant; every inch of his skeleton and every cell felt as if it were being pierced by ten-thousand-year-old ice.

Yet, almost at the same moment, a scorching heat surged from the other side, as if he had fallen into a sea of purgatorial fire, crazily burning his skin and meridians.

"Urgh—"

Yang Fan let out a muffled groan, his teeth clenched so tightly that blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.

The two forces of extreme cold and extreme heat collided violently within him, as if they intended to tear his body apart. Sweat that seeped from his pores was instantly frozen into ice beads, only to be vaporized by the heat a moment later.

"Jump!"

Exerting his last shred of sanity, Yang Fan pushed off with his legs. His entire body became like a meteorite, plummeting straight toward the core where the red and white waters of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well converged.

He intended to emulate the Tang God King and forge his body with ice and fire!

Splash!

Water sprayed everywhere as Yang Fan was instantly submerged in the spring.

Hiss.

The moment he entered the water, Yang Fan felt as if he had stepped into purgatory and a glacier simultaneously.

Yang Fan's body twisted violently in the spring water. His skin flickered crazily between red and blue; the freezing spring water congealed his flesh, while the scorching spring water melted it away.

Amidst this excruciating, life-or-death agony, Yang Fan clung to a sliver of clarity in his mind, circulating his soul power to guide the forces of ice and fire into an endless cycle within his body.

"Ah!"

The intense pain forced a low roar from Yang Fan's throat. He bit down hard, the veins on his forehead bulging.

Time lost all meaning within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

After an unknown amount of time, the red and blue light on Yang Fan's skin gradually faded inward.

The two violent energies of extreme cold and extreme heat no longer repelled each other; instead, they merged into his limbs and bones, seeping deep into his marrow in a mysterious and harmonious state.

Just as he thought this transformative rebirth was coming to an end, a sudden change occurred!

The mysterious Dragon God Reverse Scale on his chest suddenly erupted with a brilliant, seven-colored light!

"Hum—"

Accompanied by a low hum, an ancient, vast, and supreme pressure swept out from Yang Fan, crashing through the entire Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Under this pressure, the raging ice and fire energies suddenly stalled, and even the spring water stopped flowing.

Immediately after, two dull and long dragon roars echoed from the bottom of the hot spring. The sounds seemed to traverse eons of time, carrying endless sorrow and shock as they struck deep into Yang Fan's soul.

"This is... the aura of the Dragon God?!"

An ancient and shocked divine sense exploded in Yang Fan's mind.

Yang Fan's vision blurred, and his consciousness was instantly pulled into his sea of spirit. He was astonished to find two uninvited guests within his consciousness.

Hovering above his sea of spirit were two illusory dragon shadows.

On the left was a giant dragon, icy blue all over, radiating extreme cold; on the right was a dragon of flame, crimson as if burning with fire.

At this moment, these two massive dragon shadows lowered their noble heads. In their giant dragon eyes, there was not only confusion toward the youth before them but also a reverence born from the depths of their bloodlines.

"This is indeed the aura of the Dragon God Reverse Scale! I remember that before Lord Dragon God fell into madness, he entrusted this item to the Black Dragon clan. How did it end up with you?" The Ice Dragon King's divine sense was filled with disbelief.

Yang Fan steadied his mind and responded respectfully in his sea of spirit, "This junior once had a transaction with the last remaining descendant of the Black Dragon clan. This Dragon God Reverse Scale is the contract between us."

"It seems our Dragon Raja lineage has truly fallen..." A deep sense of vicissitude and loneliness permeated the Fire Dragon King's divine sense.

"Two seniors, rest assured. Since I have accepted the Dragon God's opportunity, I am naturally willing to contribute my meager strength to the revival of the Dragon Raja," Yang Fan said, his tone firm and sincere.

"Good! Good lad!"

The Dragon Raja had a strict hierarchy, and with the presence of the Dragon God Reverse Scale, the two Dragon Kings trusted Yang Fan.

The Ice Dragon King's voice held a hint of gratification. "Judging by your soul power fluctuations, you are not far from level forty. Since that is the case, we shall use this last shred of our divine souls to give you a helping hand!"

Before the words faded, the two massive dragon shadows circling in the sea of spirit vanished. The two pure, dense, and inseparable source energies within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well rapidly intertwined and condensed before Yang Fan's eyes.

Following this, two soul bones radiating terrifying pressure appeared out of thin air, turning into blue and red streams of light that slammed into Yang Fan's arms like two meteors.

Ice Dragon King Right Arm Bone! Fire Dragon King Left Arm Bone!

"Urgh—!!!"

The moment the two god-level soul bones fused with his arms, Yang Fan threw his head back, a shrill, inhuman roar erupting from his throat.

This agony was ten, a hundred times more intense than the Ice and Fire tempering of his golden body!

If the Ice and Fire tempering was a tug-of-war between two extreme forces, then this moment was akin to having the bones of his arms ground into powder, only to be reshaped by ice and fire.

Yang Fan felt his arms lose all sensation in an instant. Immediately following, a frigid, freezing energy surged backward through the meridians of his right arm, congealing his blood wherever it passed and causing his bones to emit unbearable cracking sounds.

His left arm, meanwhile, felt as if it had been thrust into an erupting volcano; the scorching dragon flames instantly turned his blood vessels a searing red, and his flesh began to emit a nauseating, charred stench.

"Sssss--"

A thick layer of frost instantly crystallized on the surface of Yang Fan's right arm, the very shape of the limb slightly distorting under the extreme cold.

His left arm, however, turned so red it seemed as if it might drip blood, with dense, crimson phantom dragon scales emerging on the skin, appearing as though they might burst open at any moment.

Ice and fire, life and death, waged a frantic tug-of-war across his arms.

Yang Fan's body convulsed violently in the spring water, his eyes instantly bloodshot, blood-tears even seeping from the corners of his eyes as his consciousness teetered on the brink of collapse.

"Hold onto your focus!"

The remnant soul of the Ice and Fire Dragon King roared.

Just as this agony threatened to completely shatter his sanity, the Dragon God Reverse Scale at Yang Fan's chest seemed to sense something, erupting in a brilliant, seven-colored divine light.

This divine light acted like a warm shield, instantly enveloping Yang Fan's heart meridian and firmly protecting his fraying consciousness.

Not only that, but the supreme Dragon Raja pressure emitted by the Dragon God Reverse Scale forcibly suppressed the violent, rebellious consciousness within the two spirit bones.

The seven-colored light flowed down through the meridians of his arms, transforming into an invisible "raging fire." Far from alleviating the pain, it used an incredibly domineering method to forcibly crush and fuse the primal energies of extreme cold and extreme heat, stuffing them deep into the marrow of Yang Fan's bones.

"Crack... crack..."

Accompanied by the teeth-grinding sound of bones being restructured, the bones in Yang Fan's arms cycled endlessly between shattering and rebirth.

He could clearly feel his right arm bone becoming as crystalline and translucent as ten-thousand-year black ice, while his left arm bone transformed into a blood-red, flaming dragon bone.

He did not know how much time had passed, but when the final trace of pain receded like a tide, Yang Fan felt his arms surging with an unprecedented, terrifying power.

He slowly opened his eyes; his once pitch-black pupils had changed, his right eye turning ice-blue, while his left eye ignited with a crimson flame.

As he clenched his fists tightly, a majestic surge of spirit power erupted from within his body and soared toward the heavens.