It was true. Those were million-year Soul Bones!
The thought of two God Level, million-year Soul Bones buried beneath the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well made Qin Jiuxiao's breathing grow heavy.
If he absorbed them, wouldn't his strength soar?
Without another word, Qin Jiuxiao plunged into the depths of the pool.
The waters of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well were far deeper than he had imagined.
On the surface, it looked like a pool only a few dozen yards across, yet he descended more than ten meters without reaching the bottom.
Qin Jiuxiao kept diving. The deeper he went, the fiercer the clash between ice and fire became. An ordinary Titled Douluo probably would have given out already.
But his body was strong, and his True Dragon Bloodline protected him. Rather than harming him, those forces seemed to temper his body.
Only after descending nearly fifty meters did Qin Jiuxiao finally see the bottom.
Two enormous dragon claws lay crossed over each other, as if their owners had tried to support one another. In the end, they had fallen here, powerless, and entered an eternal sleep.
Their bones had long since decayed. Only these two claws remained intact, radiating a faint pressure.
At the center of the claws, one red light and one blue light shone so brightly that Qin Jiuxiao's heart trembled.
He swam closer. Sure enough, they were two arm bones.
One was scarlet throughout, as though flames flowed within it. The other was ice-blue and radiated a biting chill.
The two Soul Bones resonated with each other, creating the source of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
As Qin Jiuxiao examined them, two dragon roars rang out at once.
Red and blue light rose from the Soul Bones, gradually taking the shape of