A Destructive Assault of Ice and Fire Intertwined!

"Master... Master?"

Lin Xia tentatively moved slightly, wanting to raise her head to look at Bibi Dong's face.

Bibi Dong did not let go of him, but only slightly raised her head, her cheek still pressed against the top of his head.

Lin Xia could feel her rapid breathing brushing against her hair.

"Don't move... let your teacher... hold you a little longer..."

Bibi Dong's voice was terribly hoarse, with a heavy nasal tone. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from her broken chest, weak yet carrying an undeniable attachment.

Gone was the Pope's majesty, gone was the ecstasy of surviving a catastrophe; all that remained was a near-exhaustion of lingering fear and a cautious confirmation of something lost and then regained.

Lin Xia felt as if an invisible hand was clenching her heart, causing her immense sorrow.

He obediently stopped moving, his small hand still gently patting Bibi Dong, feeling her body temperature gradually rising, and the deep-seated cold despair seemed to be slowly fading away.

After a long while, Bibi Dong finally seemed to catch her breath.

She released her arms very slowly, with an indescribable weariness, her hands sliding down to rest on her knees, breathing slightly heavily.

"Master, how are you feeling?"

Lin Xia immediately straightened up, took Bibi Dong's arm with her small hand, and anxiously looked up at her face.

As the moon rose, its cool light shone on Bibi Dong's face.

That once stunningly beautiful face was now deathly pale, her eyelids were frighteningly swollen and red, and tear tracks ran through them, washing away her carefully applied makeup into a complete mess.

Her purple eyes were no longer the insightful ones that once pierced through people's hearts; instead, they were bloodshot, her gaze somewhat unfocused, carrying a hollowness born of utter exhaustion. There was even a trace of dried blood at the corner of her mouth—a mark left from biting her lip when her spirit had been severely wounded.

This unprecedentedly disheveled and vulnerable appearance caused Lin Xia's heart to ache terribly, and self-blame and heartache overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

"Fine..."

Bibi Dong's voice was still hoarse. She tried to force a reassuring smile, but it sounded incredibly stiff and forced.

"Seeing you... safe and sound... makes me... feel relieved..."

Her gaze greedily traced Lin Xia's face, confirming that he was truly unharmed, and that his aura was even deeper and more expansive than before.

However, just as Lin Xia's gaze fell on Bibi Dong's hands resting on her knees, his pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints!

What is that?!

Bibi Dong's once slender, jade-like, and well-maintained hands were now a shocking mess!

Large patches of charred black Burn covered his palms, fingertips, and even the backs of his hands!

The skin had a horribly charred texture, with the edges curled up, and in some places, you could even see the bright red tender flesh underneath!

Yet, in the gaps and edges of these charred and Burn, there was a strange, pale white layer, as if frozen by extreme cold!

The skin was stiff and cracked due to frostbite, exposing the subcutaneous tissue. Some cracks were so deep that bone was visible, and a viscous liquid mixed with dirt, blood, and condensed ice crystals was slowly seeping from the wounds!

A devastating attack combining ice and fire!

This was the terrifying mark left by her desperate attack, using the powerful Soul Power of Titled Douluo to blast the barrier formed by the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings's original divine power with her bare hands!

The divine power contained within that barrier was so domineering that even the physical body of Peerless Douluo suffered unimaginable backlash under the repeated, frenzied, and unprotected attacks!

Master! Your hands!

Lin Xia's voice instantly changed, filled with disbelief, terror, and heart-wrenching pain.

He suddenly knelt down in front of Bibi Dong, his hand trembling as he reached out to touch the horrific wound, but then stopped in mid-air as if afraid of hurting her.

Bibi Dong seemed to only then Oblivious realize the excruciating pain in her hands. She slowly lowered her head, looking at her hands, which had once held the scepter and Judgment life and death, now so hideous and terrifying. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, followed by a deep weariness.

She moved her fingers, and a piercing, excruciating pain, like being burned by ice, instantly swept through her nerves, causing her to groan and her forehead to bead with cold sweat.

"It's... it's alright..."

She gritted her teeth, trying to hide her hands behind her back, her voice weak.

"Soul Power... can be gradually restored..."

"This won't do!"

Lin Xia's voice was choked with sobs and filled with an unprecedented resolve.

He knew all too well the terror of that barrier; it was the remnant of divine power!

Ordinary Soul Power repair has negligible effect on this kind of wound eroded by laws, and may even leave permanent damage!

Looking at the charred and pale wounds, deep enough to expose the bone, and thinking that his master had become like this to save him, Lin Xia was overwhelmed by intense self-blame and a reckless impulse.

Lin Xia didn't hesitate at all!

His right hand flashed to his waist, where a razor-sharp, Cold Iron Dagger Dugu Bo had given him to process medicinal herbs was hanging there!

With a flick of his wrist, the cold glint of the blade flashed and disappeared in the moonlight!

Laugh--!

A soft sound rang out sharply in the silent valley.

Without hesitation, the sharp blade sliced a gash about an inch long into the inside of Lin Xia's left forearm!

The wound wasn't deep, but it was enough to draw blood.

Blood, bright red with a strange golden-red and icy-blue sheen, gushed out from the wound instantly!

This blood was not the usual scarlet, but rather a mixture of melted rubies and sapphires, exuding a rich aura of life and faintly revealing an indescribable divine pressure!

A strange fragrance, carrying the sweet scent of grass and the aroma of lava sulfur, immediately filled the air.

"Xiao Xia! What are you doing?!"

Bibi Dong was stunned by this sudden act of self-harm. Her unfocused pupils suddenly focused, bursting with a light of utter horror!

She tried to stop it, but her severely injured and exhausted body, along with the excruciating pain in her fingers, slowed her movements.

Amidst her angry and shocked shouts, Lin Xia suddenly brought her bleeding arm to Bibi Dong's lips!

"Master! Drink it! My blood can heal your wounds!"

Lin Xia's tone was filled with an undeniable urgency and an almost frantic certainty.

"Quick!"

A strong, strangely divine stench of blood instantly assaulted Bibi Dong's nostrils. She instinctively tried to resist, but Lin Xia's actions were too swift and resolute.

A few drops of warm blood, imbued with strange energy, had already flowed into her mouth through the gap between her lips!

"Ugh...!"

Bibi Dong let out a short, startled groan.

The moment the blood entered my mouth, it didn't have the strong metallic taste I had imagined; instead, it had a strange sweetness and warmth.

What shocked her even more was that the blood seemed to have a life of its own; as soon as it entered her mouth, it transformed into a warm current and a cool breeze that spread out instantly!

The warm current, like the purest flame of life, flowed down the throat. Wherever it passed, the internal organs, which had been depleted by the severe injury to the mind and the exhaustion of the Soul Power, seemed to be receiving rain after a long drought, greedily Absorb the vitality, and the fatigue was even dispelled a bit!

The cool air rushed straight to her brain, instantly clearing her mind, which had been throbbing with grief and despair, and calming her chaotic thoughts considerably!

This is the effect of just a few drops of blood!