Ice and Fire Intertwined, Ten Thousand Herbs Follow the Qilin

The Icefire Yin Yang Well, the Douluo Continent's one and only secret realm of yin and yang extremes.

The ancient cold spring and blazing spring had faced each other for countless millennia. The ultimate yin and yang spiritual energies collided, merged, and cycled here, producing endless seven-colored spiritual mist that nourished the continent's finest plant soul beasts.

The living beings of this place had always been proud.

Blessed by nature itself, every immortal herb here possessed profound foundations and lofty spirits. After cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, they guarded this isolated paradise, bowing to neither heaven nor earth and fearing no powerful expert. Even if a Title Douluo or an Ultimate Douluo arrived, they could only beg for immortal herbs; there was absolutely no possibility of making ten thousand herbs bow or spiritual plants submit.

Yet today, this spiritual domain, which had not been shaken in the slightest for countless millennia, was trembling violently.

A strand of gentle, vast golden dragon aura that embraced all things silently spread across the entire Yin Yang Well.

It was neither violent nor ostentatious, yet it carried supreme authority from the depths of its origin. Thread by thread, it seeped into the soil, spiritual springs, and the roots and bones of the plants. This was the aura of the Dragon God's Origin—the foundational law that transcended worlds and ruled all living beings, and the instinctive reverence carved into the deepest parts of every plant lifeform's spiritual core.

At the center of the secret realm, the countless leaves and petals of the Qiluo Tulip trembled softly.

With six hundred thousand years of cultivation, it was the true master of all herbs within the Icefire Yin Yang Well, controlling the laws of growth and decline for all vegetation. Plant life across the world had to bow before it. It had witnessed the changing of seas and lands and seen every kind of powerful expert. Its heart had long become as still as water, unruffled through the ages.

But at this moment, the king of immortal herbs, which had always stood proudly beneath the heavens, lowered its flower crown. Its tall, slender stem bent slightly for the first time.

Seven-colored spiritual radiance rose into the sky, circling the white-robed youth beside the spring. An ethereal, solemn spiritual voice rang throughout the secret realm:

"The Heavenly Dao has its sovereign, and all living beings have their master. I, Qiluo Tulip, have cultivated for six hundred thousand years. Today, I sense the emergence of the supreme Dragon Dao. I am willing to serve Tang Wulin as my master, to follow him for this lifetime without abandoning him, to protect his path, and to remain unchanged for all eternity!"

As the final word fell, ten thousand herbs cried out in unison!

The Dao of vegetation shared the same origin and returned as one. With a single declaration, the Qiluo Tulip revealed the essence of that origin, instantly stirring the spiritual cores of every plant soul beast throughout the Icefire Yin Yang Well.

Deep within the Extreme-Cold Yin Spring, the Star Anise Mysterious Ice Grass, which remained frozen year-round across thousands of miles, stirred.

Its four hundred thousand years of ultimate ice cultivation could seal mountains, freeze seas, and lock away souls. It had always been solitary and cold, guarding the frozen abyss alone and never mingling with other living beings. Yet at this moment, the bone-piercing chill filling the sky completely withdrew. Spiritual light flowed gently through its crystalline blades as it lowered itself slightly.

A cold, clear spiritual voice echoed through the frigid spring. "Star Anise Mysterious Ice Grass is willing to return to the Dragon Lord! I shall exhaust all my ice essence to suppress all cold and repel all enemies, protecting him for the rest of my life!"

Almost at the same instant, by the Blazing Sun Spring, the wildfire-like flames suddenly became as gentle as water.

Inferno Apricot, a four-hundred-thousand-year ultimate fire immortal herb, possessed a temper as fierce as fire and an unyielding pride. Her flames could melt gold and burn stone. She had opposed the Star Anise Mysterious Ice Grass in yin and yang for countless years, fire and water forever clashing, never once showing submission.

Yet now, the flames filling the sky shed their violence and became warm spiritual fire surrounding the youth. Her brilliant flower body trembled as her resolute voice spoke with wholehearted conviction. "Inferno Apricot willingly submits! I shall burn away evil, shatter all obstacles, and let the Dao of fire follow you. I shall never regret it for the rest of my life!"

The two ultimate immortal plants, incompatible as water and fire for countless millennia, merged yin and yang for the first time today. Their two energies became one and gathered toward Tang Wulin.

On the eastern side of the secret realm, the black bamboo forest rustled and shook.

The five-hundred-thousand-year Ink Jade Divine Bamboo had roots and rhizomes coiling through the ley lines of the entire Yin Yang Well, governing the flow of life throughout the secret realm. It had watched the rise and fall of countless ages. Now, thousands of bamboo branches lowered together, ancient runes on the bamboo joints gleaming brightly as boundless, vigorous life force poured forth without end. "The spiritual veins take root in the Dao of vegetation, and all life returns to its source. Ink Jade Divine Bamboo is willing to follow for life, offering inexhaustible vitality to sustain your Dao forever!"

Deep underground, heavy earth spiritual energy surged upward with a roar.

The four-hundred-and-fifty-thousand-year Earth Dragon Golden Melon merged with the thick earth and guarded the ley lines. Its physical body was incomparably powerful, and its defenses surpassed all living beings in the secret realm. Golden spiritual light shone brilliantly from its main body as its deep voice shook the earth. "The thick earth bears the Dao, and the Dragon Lord upholds the heavens. Earth Dragon Golden Melon bows in loyalty, guarding the foundation and stabilizing mountains and rivers!"

Amid the misty flowerbeds, jade-green spiritual light unfurled gently.

The four-hundred-thousand-year Jade-Scale Seven-Extinction Flower possessed peerless wood and poison attributes. Its floral fragrance could determine life and death. Hidden in deep ravines, it had a strange and arrogant nature and had never submitted to anyone. Yet now, all of its deadly poison withdrew, transforming into pure healing spiritual essence. Its seven-colored petals drooped in submission. "Poison covers heaven and earth, medicine heals ten thousand wounds. Jade-Scale Seven-Extinction Flower awaits your commands, following you through life and death!"

All six top-tier plant beasts with hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation had submitted wholeheartedly.

The six veteran beasts, each comparable to an Ultimate Douluo, had laid down their ancient pride and sincerely pledged allegiance.

The tide of followers did not stop there.

Autumn Water Dew, Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, countless rare spiritual grasses, vines, and spiritual mushrooms that were thousands and tens of thousands of years old—every plant lifeform in the Icefire Yin Yang Well had its spiritual core stirred by the Dragon Dao of shared origin.

Billions of spiritual plants swayed together. Spiritual fragrance filled the sky and surged upward, condensing into a vast seven-colored spiritual sea that steadily supported Tang Wulin in the center of the secret realm.

Layer upon layer of ethereal Dao voices rose one after another, devout and unwavering, resounding between heaven and earth:

"We are willing to follow the Dragon Lord!"

"We pledge lifelong loyalty and shall never betray him!"

"All living beings return to their source and follow the sovereign along the great Dao!"

The spiritual tide surged mightily as ten thousand herbs returned to their sovereign.

Tang Wulin stood quietly amid the spiritual springs, his white robes spotless and his figure straight.

He had not deliberately activated his bloodline or released any pressure, yet in the unseen depths, his soul and bloodline had already bound themselves firmly to the ley lines, spiritual essence, and billions of plants throughout the Icefire Yin Yang Well.

Countless spiritual threads drifted from the Qiluo Tulip and wound around Tang Wulin's wrist, condensing into a faint seven-colored spiritual mark.

There was no blood oath and no contract, only the Dao of heaven and earth as witness and the origin of their spiritual cores as the bond.

This was the sacred covenant of vegetation, forged for a lifetime and unchanging for eternity.

"Master," the Qiluo Tulip said in a warm, solemn spiritual voice, "from this day onward, the vast spiritual domain of the Icefire Yin Yang Well and its countless immortal herbs and spiritual beings shall all fall under your command. The spiritual veins shall nourish your body, and the plants shall temper your soul. We billions of spiritual beings are willing to protect your Dao and accompany you across the nine heavens and ten lands!"

A clear breeze swept across the springs, and ten thousand herbs bowed.

The Icefire paradise, which no one had been able to command for countless millennia, had finally found its sole master today.

Tang Wulin looked at the spiritual plants bowing before him, his eyes calm and clear.

He was not originally from this world.

Having traveled through time from the distant future, he had walked a long path of cultivation and witnessed scenes of all living beings returning to their sovereign. He knew well that deep within his bloodline lay the supreme Dao through which the Dragon God ruled all vegetation and living beings.

It was only that, in that other era, he had been bound by the shackles of fate. The road ahead had been filled with storms and bitter battles, and he had been unable to act as he wished.

But now, he stood in the era of the Peerless Tang Clan. Given another life, he once again saw ten thousand herbs bowing and the spiritual domain pledging its heart to him.

The scene was different, and the era was different, yet the destiny of all living beings submitting and all vegetation returning to its source remained exactly the same.

It was no coincidence. It was the origin of his bloodline and the heavenly laws of the great Dao.

No matter which era he fell into, as long as the Dragon God Bloodline appeared, all vegetation beneath heaven would naturally return to its source.

In this life, he was no longer that tragic youth who had stumbled forward step by step beneath crushing burdens.

He had returned with the knowledge of the future. The path ahead could still be rewritten, and his fate could be held in his own hands.

Looking at the Icefire spiritual beings before him, all of them submitting with devout hearts, warmth gradually deepened in Tang Wulin's eyes. He nodded slightly, his voice calm, steady, and weighty as it settled the dust:

"Since you have sincerely chosen to follow me, I will accept your trust."

"From this day onward, I will protect the Icefire spiritual domain's peace for all ages, protect the endless continuity of your spiritual roots, and ensure your paths remain free of worry."

"If all living beings follow me, then I will lead all living beings and ascend once more to the pinnacle of the great Dao."

As his words fell, the spiritual tide stilled.

Ice and fire returned to their sovereign, and ten thousand herbs followed the qilin.

Having returned through time, his destiny remained, and from this moment, the great Dao was reborn.