Huo Yuhao entered the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well alone.
As he searched for his target, the great red flower noticed him. "Human, you carry an aura very similar to the Extreme Cold Yin Spring. No wonder you could pass through the poisonous clouds outside. You're fortunate to have made it here."
A gentle voice suddenly rang out. Huo Yuhao spun around and saw an enormous pink flower swaying gently.
Startled, Huo Yuhao instinctively retreated half a step and immediately activated his Martial Soul. A plant-type Soul Beast capable of human speech had to be at least approaching the hundred-thousand-year level.
"A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast?" he asked warily, driving his Spirit Eyes Martial Soul to its fullest as he carefully examined the mysterious plant.
"I'm no hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast." The flower's voice held a playful note as her petals gently opened and closed. "I've only lived for a little over ten thousand years. I'm still very young! I'm an aromatic silk beauty. Just call me Youyou!"
Plant-type Soul Beasts like her, with powerful detoxifying abilities but little combat strength, were generally good-tempered.
Her denial that she was a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, however, sounded rather like a young girl unwilling to have her age mentioned. In truth, her cultivation had indeed reached the hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast level.
Nor was she the only one. There were many hundred-thousand-year Soul Beasts within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Hidden behind a rock high above, Nana held her breath and focused. Her perception as a Titled Douluo allowed her to clearly sense the powerful energy fluctuations within the basin. At least five or six auras no weaker than her own lay concealed among those plants.
"Young master," Nana whispered, her voice carrying a rare gravity, "there are actually so many hundred-thousand-year plant-type