Dai Youheng led Nana slowly into the central region of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. The dense Heaven and Earth Origin Energy had almost condensed into tangible form, enveloping them like a warm tide. The air was filled with strange fragrances, each carrying the unique scent of a different immortal herb.
The deeper they ventured, the more they felt the wonders of this place. Immortal herbs grew everywhere, radiating gentle halos. Some glittered like stars, some shone as pure as the moon, and others blazed like the midday sun.
Although Nana was already a Titled Douluo, the sight left her speechless. Any one of these immortal herbs, if it found its way into the outside world, would be enough to unleash a storm of blood throughout the Soul Master World.
"It truly deserves its reputation as the greatest treasure land on the Douluo Continent," Dai Youheng praised softly, his gaze sweeping across the entire region like lightning. "After ten thousand years of nurturing, both the quantity and quality of the immortal herbs here have exceeded my expectations."
As he marveled, several concealed yet powerful presences locked onto him. They carried unmistakable wariness and hostility, clearly the instinctive rejection of a human intruder by those hundred-thousand-year immortal herbs that had already developed intelligence.
Dai Youheng's expression remained unchanged, but he quietly activated his Spiritual Sense, soon pinpointing the sources of the five strongest presences.
One was a plant entirely crimson, as though burning with flame-the infernal delicate apricot. Flames that seemed utterly real danced between its leaves, and the surrounding air warped from the intense heat.
One was a graceful, regal tulip-the aromatic silk beauty. Its petals were a magnificent purple-gold, and it released a fragrance that enchanted the senses.
One was a crystalline, ice-blue herb-the octagonal mysterious ice