After Empress Medusa's pressure sank into silence deep within the valley, Lan Tian continued forward through the dense fog with his presence kept low for about the time it took to burn a stick of incense.
The terrain ahead suddenly opened up. The green poisonous mist that had shrouded the area for so long seemed to be sliced apart in an instant, swiftly dispersing.
The sight before him made Lan Tian freeze abruptly, even his breathing slowing by half a beat.
At the deepest part of the valley lay a circular basin, surrounded by towering cliffs. Sunlight spilled through gaps at the tops of the cliffs, forming slanting beams of light throughout the basin.
Slightly left of the basin's center were two springs only a few steps apart. One was deep blue, the other crimson. Their waters churned within their respective pools. The blue spring emitted a bone-piercing chill; even from dozens of steps away, he could feel the cold condensing into white mist in the air.
The red spring, meanwhile, billowed with heat. Its temperature was so high that it nearly distorted the surrounding air.
The two completely opposing currents met in midair, forming a visible transparent barrier that shrouded the entire basin.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Those two springs were among the most extraordinary natural treasures on the entire continent. Extreme cold and extreme heat coexisted there, and the spring water nourished every inch of soil in the basin, giving the plants an almost crazed vitality.
Vegetation densely blanketed the basin, stretching from his feet to the area around the springs, where all kinds of strange flowers and rare herbs vied in beauty.
Their leaves were thick and broad, their stalks tall and sturdy. Every plant radiated Soul Power fluctuations so dense they were almost