God-Tier Start! Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!

Douluo Continent.

At the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Extreme cold and extreme heat coexisted in this place. It was truly a miraculous land favored by the creation of heaven and earth, where yin and yang complemented each other.

A stubborn rock happened to sit by the spring, absorbing the icy and fiery energy of ten thousand years, and ultimately transformed into an innate spirit stone.

Yet its spiritual awareness remained unopened, and it was utterly unaware of how great its fortune was.

Hum!

A hundred years later, a mysterious gloss rippled across the surface of the spirit stone.

A divine light traversed endless spatial dimensions from beyond the heavens, instantly merging into the evolutionary origin within the spirit stone.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged into it like a tide, and the spring eye of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well shook in response, the two-colored spring water churning endlessly.

Moments later, the gloss receded, and life was born from within the spirit stone.

Where is this?

Sun Wukong was dazed for a second.

He remembered that he seemed to have hit the jackpot, and then everything went black before his eyes.

When he woke up again, he was trapped within this square inch of stone, yet his perception extended outward, allowing him to see everything around him.

The ice spring was freezing, the fire spring was scorching, the two-colored spring water was sharply demarcated, and the spiritual energy was so dense it almost condensed into substance.

Immortal herbs and spiritual plants were scattered all over the valley, and misty rosy clouds steamed upward.

Sun Wukong was stunned for another second.

Did I become the Great Sage?

No! This is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!

In his past life, he had also read novels and watched anime.

Therefore, after seeing the details of the surrounding environment.

He instantly associated it with Douluo Continent.

Ah, little did I expect that I would actually become a soul beast!

Sun Wukong carefully sensed himself, realizing that this spirit stone was extraordinary. It was an innate spirit stone nurtured by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for ten thousand years, and its inner origin was profound, far exceeding the accumulation of ordinary soul beasts over a hundred or a thousand years.

Just as Sun Wukong was pondering his future path, a throbbing suddenly welled up in his heart.

In the dark, a voice seemed to tell him that he could be born into the world!

And so—

Sun Wukong struggled and leaped.

With a single bang.

The spirit stone shattered, and the stone monkey was born!

Woohoo—

Old Sun is here!

Wukong landed on the ground, excitedly looking himself over.

Only to find that he really was just a stone monkey!

Literally!

A stone monkey made entirely of grayish-blue stone!

No! Am I not even of flesh and blood? Could it be that I am a premature monkey?!

Although he said that, the body of the stone monkey could walk and run, could sit and lie down, and was no different from a living creature.

Wukong quickly accepted the status quo and instead began to ponder the current situation.

He was clear on the rules of the Douluo world.

When soul beasts cultivated to one hundred thousand years, they either transformed into humans or continued to cultivate in their beastly forms.

Yet they ultimately could not escape heavenly tribulations and the covetousness of humans.

Since I'm here, I'll make the best of it.

I'll just hunker down until one hundred thousand years first.

Dugu Bo hasn't discovered this place yet, so this feng shui treasure land, along with the immortal herbs and spiritual plants, belongs to me!

His gaze swept across the exotic flowers and rare herbs covering the ground, and two human-like gleams instantly appeared in Wukong's stone eyes.

He immediately came between the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, stretched out both hands to pluck them, and swallowed them whole.

Hum—

Two violent energies of ice and fire exploded inside his body. Wukong muffled a groan and plunged headfirst into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The spring water was extremely deep, and Wukong sank all the way down to the bottom of the spring.

Two dragon skeletons, as huge as mountains, came into view, one red and one blue, exuding soul-shaking coercion.

They were precisely the remains of the Icefire Dragon Kings.

Wukong felt a sense of awe, bowed, and saluted, "This junior is borrowing this blessed land to cultivate, with no intention of disturbing your rest; I hope you will forgive me."

He possessed no dragon bloodline, so he could not rouse the origin of the Icefire Twin Dragon Souls, yet he was not greedy either.

Beginning with an Innate Spirit Stone and gaining the valley full of Immortal Herbs in this precious land was already tremendous fortune.

From then on, Wukong settled down within the valley.

Every day he absorbed spiritual energy and tempered his stone body, doing some woodwork in his spare time to build a wooden cabin.

That wooden cabin was built on the outer edge of the Immortal Herbs, and opening the door revealed swirling rosy clouds, possessing a unique elegance indeed.

I wonder what year and month the outside world is in now; have Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the others been born yet?

Wukong frequently sat by the spring, gazing blankly at the mist, but he was in no rush to leave.

Because he knew that without absolute strength, it was impossible to survive in this world that ate beasts.

Therefore, he set a small goal for himself: unless he broke through to one hundred thousand years, he would never leave this place!

Unless an accident occurred...

Time passed like a white horse galloping past a crevice, and thirty years elapsed in the blink of an eye.

Over these past thirty years, Wukong dived into the spring day and night to cultivate, and his cultivation also climbed from ten thousand years to fifty thousand years.

As his cultivation continuously advanced, his stone shell also shed the greater part, with flesh and blood filling him from the inside out.

At this moment, Wukong possessed a thick and bright mane of black fur that covered his back and limbs, leaving only a trace of grayish-white on his cheeks and chest.

His facial features were sharply defined, his brows and eyes as fierce as blades, his cheekbones slightly high, and a pair of eyes swirled with crimson gold, with flames seeming to leap within his pupils.

He wore a tiger-skin skirt, stood barefooted, and possessed a lithe and slender figure, resembling just like theDestined One from Black Myth standing atop a mountain peak, unyielding and untamable.

During these thirty years, aside from cultivation, Wukong had also been tempering his combat techniques.

He knew deeply that having cultivation alone was not enough; if he did not master offensive arts, he would suffer a huge loss sooner or later.

Thus, he calmly pondered his own characteristics.

Having been transformed from a Spirit Stone, his tendons and bones were harder than gold and stone, and he also had the Icefire origin circulating within.

He was not skilled in offense, but when it came to enduring beatings, few among the same rank could match him.

Wukong repeatedly deduced and polished, finally figuring out two self-created soul skills.

The first was Copper Head Iron Bones.

When activated, soul power poured into his entire skeleton and muscles, his flesh contracted tight like iron, his fur stood on end root by root, and his whole body became as hard as cast copper or iron, making it impossible for even a full-strength strike from a same-rank soul beast to break through.

The second was the Immortality Technique.

This method was even more wondrous, being a trace of profound mystery he comprehended from the origin of the Spirit Stone.

That Spirit Stone had remained dormant for ten thousand years, inherently containing a Dao rhyme of solidification and stillness.

Wukong combined this Dao rhyme with soul power to transform it into an invisible aura; once it locked onto a target, it could cause them to briefly freeze and become unable to move.

It was just that this technique consumed an immense amount of energy and had poor effects on opponents with higher cultivation than his own, but once a same-rank opponent was caught by the Immortality Technique, they would be at his mercy.

"One offense and one defense, quite complete indeed."

Wukong was quite satisfied.

Although this Immortality Technique was not yet proficient and could only freeze an opponent for a breath or two, in a battle between experts, the difference of a breath was the distinction between life and death.

"Offense is insufficient, but self-preservation is more than enough; coupled with this miraculous immobilizing technique, I am not entirely without the power to fight back either."

Besides, he had no heritage and no master, relying entirely on his own exploration, and creating two soul skills over thirty years was also enough to be proud of.

Yet just a few days later, while Wukong was resting in his cabin, he suddenly heard a faint, unusual sound.

He followed the sound and looked over, instantly startled—this uninvited guest turned out to be a snake demon!

That snake demon was covered all over in deep purple scales that were close to black, its triangular head held high, looking coldly at Wukong, flicking its forked tongue, and emitting hissing sounds. Its whole body's soul power surged like a tide, and its cultivation was actually not much weaker than Wukong's.

Wukong's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: There are not many high-age soul beasts in the Sunset Forest to begin with, and a snake beast like the one before me actually possesses cultivation close to fifty thousand years, and can even force its way through the natural poison array existing outside the valley to penetrate deep into it... Could this snake be the Snake King Medusa who was later hunted for her soul by Dugu Bo?