Long Yue's body trembled, his face alternating between blue and red like a Peking opera performer's, before he fell toward the point where the waters of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well met.
"Junior brother!" Tong Yu reached out with a giant hand of soul power to catch Long Yue, but Joander stopped him.
Joander said, "Do you really think he'll make a mistake? Didn't the Imperial Preceptor already give him the method?"
Only then did Qilin Douluo Tong Yu lower his hand.
Dugu Bo stood to one side, not daring to speak.
Earlier, Tong Yu had asked Dugu Bo what would happen if someone stayed in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well too long, and Dugu Bo had tried to frighten him by saying their body would explode and they would die.
The moment Tong Yu acted, his strength as a Titled Douluo was laid bare. Only then did Dugu Bo realize he had made a clown of himself.
Good grief, you're actually stronger than me! Then why are you standing in the back wrapped in a black robe, acting like some lackey?
Underwater.
The energies of ice and fire churned through Long Yue's body. Although they had already neutralized each other, the pain they brought was still immense, even worse than the pain of breaking through to a higher cultivation level.
Thick, heavy Mountain Dragon King scales involuntarily grew over Long Yue's body as his powerful physique and bloodline began enduring the immortal herbs' fierce baptism of ice and fire.
The Mountain Dragon King bloodline boiled without restraint within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. His heavy scales turned into rock, seemingly intent on enveloping Long Yue in a cocoon.
The silent lakebed began to seethe, and two dragon-shaped figures swam toward Long Yue