Blessing of the Ice Dragon King, the Heavenly Frost Dragon Sword!

Lu Ming slowly opened his eyes. When he realized he had not returned to Earth, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"My Lord!"

"Is that you?"

Two faint, ancient voices sounded in the space. Lu Ming looked around.

He found two enormous skeletons, their bones giving off a faint glow.

One was fiery red; the other was pale blue.

Could these be the remains of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings?

Lu Ming approached the skeletons. Even after countless years, they still radiated overwhelming pressure,

as if two insurmountable mountains stood before him.

So these are the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, once First-Class Gods of the Dragon Realm!

"Hmm..."

Lu Ming hesitated. The system might have given him the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, but it was still the Golden Dragon King's bloodline!

"It's me. I never expected a trace of your consciousness to remain after all this time."

A red apparition and a blue one emerged from the dragon bones, each only two or three meters long. They came before Lu Ming and lowered their proud heads.

To Soul Beasts, bloodline supremacy was an eternal truth.

"My Lord, we don't know why you look human, but we would never mistake your bloodline."

The Ice Dragon King raised his head slightly. His eyes shone, as though he had never died.

"My Lord, this is the last of my strength..."

The Ice Dragon King opened his mouth. Lu Ming's second Martial Soul, the Heavenly Frost Sword, stirred and emerged from his body, hovering before the dragon.

"For such feeble ice to accompany My Lord is an honor!"

The Ice Dragon King swallowed the sword to temper it within his body.

Put simply, it was a second awakening of Lu Ming's Martial Soul, except the one helping him was the Ice Dragon King.

This second awakening was far more powerful than any Immortal Herb or secret technique of the Body Sect.

Then a bone grew from each skeleton and floated toward Lu Ming of its own accord.

"Are these your... Divine Bones?"

Yes. Soul Bones could no longer describe them. Born of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, they were Divine Bones.

The two Divine Bones were meant for his right and left arms.

"My Lord, this is the last thing we can do."

"Restore the dragon race to its former glory!"

The apparitions of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings turned into beams of light and entered their respective Divine Bones. The Heavenly Frost Sword returned to Lu Ming's body.

Before Lu Ming could sense how it had changed, the two Divine Bones pressed against his arms.

"Wait! My Lords, I'm not ready!"

Lu Ming cried out in alarm. He only had one Soul Ring. His body was nowhere near strong enough to absorb two Divine Bones. Wouldn't this kill him?

But once the panic passed, Lu Ming calmed down and realized the power entering his arms was not overwhelming. Or rather... the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, now within the Divine Bones, were controlling it.

They were using the last traces of their consciousness to help him absorb the bones. With their aid, it might actually be possible.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged and stilled himself. Ice and fire energies filled the space, quietly helping him absorb them.

With the place and the Dragon Kings both on his side, Lu Ming had no intention of passing up this opportunity!

"Merge!"

A year later,

Xiao Xiao had tempered her body hundreds of times. She was now immune not only to poison, but to fire and water as well!

Xiao Xiao had built a wooden hut near the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. She had lived there for over a year without leaving once.

Lu Ming had vanished as though into thin air. She had dived to the bottom of the well, enduring the searing and freezing springs,

but she could not find him. She was certain he had not left; otherwise, the barrier she had set up would have alerted her.

She had dived into the well countless times. The piercing pain she had felt at first had faded to a tingling sensation, almost like a massage.

"Little Lu, what happened to you?"

In the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' space,

Lu Ming grimaced, his face contorted in pain.

He had spent the past year and more absorbing the Divine Bones. He had managed an initial fusion, but the process was far from over. They were nowhere near becoming part of his own skeleton.

Half his clothes had been burned away by the Fire Dragon King Divine Bone. The other half had shattered under the Ultimate Ice of the Ice Dragon King's Divine Bone.

Blood and grime covered his body. Even with the Dragon Kings' remaining power helping him, he had nearly lost consciousness several times.

Whenever he felt himself slipping away, he repeated Sister Xiao Xiao in his mind. Clinging to that thought, he forced himself to endure, again and again.

In that state, even a single minute felt unbearably long.

And so another year and a half passed...

"Aaargh!"

Lu Ming opened his mouth wide. Golden scales covered both hands, and his red, slit-pupiled eyes blazed with fury. He looked like the Golden Dragon King gone berserk.

"Get the hell... back inside!"

Lu Ming threw back his head and roared, as though cursing at someone else.

His Golden Dragon King Martial Soul radiated brilliant golden light, turning the entire space into a vast golden vault.

Lu Ming panted heavily as his mind cleared. He looked down at his hands, now gleaming Golden Dragon Claws.

He gave them a light swing. They cut through the air with a whoosh. Power surged through him, and he felt as if he could keep going forever!

Gold, gold, gold. Three Gold Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet.

Lu Ming was overjoyed. He had reached the Soul Elder realm without realizing it—level 36, to be exact.

Lu Ming knocked his Golden Dragon Claws together. They rang almost like metal. He wondered just how strong his body had become.

Right, the Heavenly Frost Sword!

Lu Ming remembered that his second Martial Soul seemed to have changed. Eager to see it, he summoned it at once.

"Whoosh!"

"Holy crap!"

Lu Ming jumped. The instant his second Martial Soul appeared, ice spikes spread outward from it.

The temperature in the space dropped. Lu Ming studied the twice-awakened Heavenly Frost Sword with curiosity.

White mist rose from its blade, which now bore the engraved figure of a dragon: the Ice Dragon King.

"This is Ultimate Ice!"

Lu Ming stared, wide-eyed.

"And not ordinary Ultimate Ice, either. Its upper limit is the Ice Dragon King's level—a world apart from the Snow Empress's and Ice Empress's."

Good grief. I thought having the Golden Dragon King was already absurd, but this trip to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well gave my Heavenly Frost Sword an epic upgrade too!

Lu Ming raised the sword and smiled. "Time for a new name. From now on, you're the Heavenly Frost Dragon Sword!"

(The name doesn't sound quite right. Suggest a few, everyone, and I'll take a look!)

Lu Ming could not hide his delight. He bowed deeply to the two skeletons and remained bent for a long while before straightening.

"Senior Ice Dragon King, Senior Fire Dragon King, thank you!"

Lu Ming left the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' space, his thoughts racing.

When he had come here, all he had wanted was to find an Immortal Herb for Sister Xiao Xiao, then see whether the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings had left any Soul Bones that might make him stronger.

But now...

He felt he should do something for the dragon race. Lu Ming had always repaid his debts of gratitude, and he would do whatever lay within his power to repay this one.

"Looks like it's time to meet the Little Silver Dragon."