Sunset Forest, the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well.
Fang Yang's gaze focused slightly as he looked at the frozen immortal herbs before him. He softly uttered two words: "Ice Devour."
The crystal ice sculptures covering the valley responded with shattering sounds, and fine cracking noises rose one after another. Countless cracks rapidly spread across the surfaces of the frozen immortal herbs like spiderwebs.
In but an instant, all the immortal herb ice sculptures completely shattered into pieces.
Streams of pure energy light rose from the fragments, converging toward Fang Yang like rivers returning to the sea.
These energies varied in color—some were emerald green and lush with vigorous life force, some were crimson like blood surging with scorching aura, and some presented glazed seven-colored light—these were all the essence that these immortal herbs had cultivated over ten thousand years.
As the energy continuously poured in, Fang Yang's aura began to rise steadily.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, operating the Flame Mantra to refine and absorb all the incoming energy.
Gu Yuena stood quietly at the side, her silver long hair gently floating in the breeze, her purple eyes reflecting Fang Yang's figure.
The residual souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings hovered in the air, their dragon eyes showing hard-to-conceal amazement.
"Such refining methods—truly unheard of," the Ice Dragon King murmured, his voice carrying a few degrees of shock.
The Fire Dragon King spoke in a deep voice: "As expected of the man chosen by Her Majesty—truly extraordinary."
Just at this moment, Fang Yang's aura suddenly turned inward, as if the vast deep sea had returned to calm.
He slowly opened his eyes, the flames flowing in his pupils gradually fading, yet naturally revealing a heart-trembling power.
"These immortal herbs can help you improve—it is also a worthy death for them," Gu Yuena said softly, a smile appearing on her incomparably beautiful face.
Fang Yang nodded slightly, his gaze looking toward the depths of the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well: "Now, it's time to attend to proper business."
"Mm, alright."
Gu Yue responded, raising her hand, and a sphere of light appeared in her palm.
This was precisely the Dragon Valley world.
With a thought, vast spiritual power like the sea surged out, enveloping the entire Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well.
"Collect!"
Gu Yuena shouted lightly.
The Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well began to shake violently, the spring water churning endlessly.
Under the astonished gazes of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' residual souls, the entire Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well was actually uprooted, transforming into a stream of red and blue interwoven light flow, and was collected into the Dragon Valley small world.
Only a massive canyon over a hundred meters long and several tens of meters wide remained in place—a bottomless abyss.
And at the deepest part of the canyon, two massive dragon bones lay quietly—one crimson like blood, one ice-blue like jade. Even after tens of thousands of years, they still emitted heart-trembling dragon might.
"This is... Dragon Valley?" The Ice Dragon King's residual soul fluctuated violently, his voice trembling.
The Fire Dragon King was similarly overcome with emotion: "How many years... finally..."
Fang Yang overlooked the dragon bones at the bottom of the canyon, his gaze profound: "Gu Yue, the dragon bones of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings should also be reclaimed."
Hearing this, Gu Yuena slowly rotated the Dragon Valley sphere, and a gentle light enveloped the dragon bones at the bottom of the canyon.
Under the light's traction, the two dragon bones slowly rose, finally merging into the sphere of light.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King hurriedly saluted, their dragon eyes full of gratitude.
"It's nothing."
Gu Yuena spoke indifferently, putting away the Dragon Valley world.
"We can leave now."
Fang Yang looked around, "However, we should still leave a gift for the Tang Sect."
Gu Yuena nodded in understanding, quietly watching Fang Yang.
"Absolute Zero."
Fang Yang shouted lightly, and soul power surged out from within his body.
A terrifying cold wave instantly spread outward with him as the center.
This time, it wasn't just the valley where the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well was located, but the entire Sunset Forest was turned into a frozen world in an instant.
Every tree, every leaf was covered by a layer of crystal ice.
The Fire Dragon King was dumbfounded, "Old Ice, this..."
"Terrifying indeed," the Ice Dragon King evaluated, "This freezing of everything contains not only Ultimate Ice, but also hidden Ultimate Fire."
"Fang Yang, let's go." Gu Yuena, seeing this, spoke softly.
"Alright."
Fang Yang took Gu Yuena's hand, and the two smiled at each other. Gu Yuena's slender hand rose lightly, and a stream of silver light flowed out from her palm, instantly enveloping everyone.
Ripples appeared in space, and their figures gradually blurred in the silver light, finally disappearing from the Sunset Forest, leaving behind only a frozen wasteland.
Not long after, the Tang Sect crowd arrived one after another.
"What, what is this situation?"
Tang Sect Master Cao Dezhi and Vice Sect Master Zang Xin stared dumbfounded at the scene before their eyes.
Even the accompanying Tang Sect elders and disciples were all stunned.
The entire Sunset Forest had actually turned into a vast frozen plain. Bone-piercing cold assaulted their faces, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Our Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well..." Zang Xin's face was pale, his voice involuntarily trembling.
Cao Dezhi forcibly composed himself, speaking in a deep voice: "The Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well must not be lost."
"All Tang Sect disciples heed my command—do your utmost to dissolve the freezing of Sunset Forest and open a path to the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well!"
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The Tang Sect elders and disciples responded one after another, immediately taking action.
"Bab... Dezhi, what do you think is going on?" Zang Xin asked with deep worry, nearly calling out their private nickname in his haste.
Cao Dezhi's brows were tightly locked: "Old... Xin, I don't know either."
"But to be able to freeze the entire Sunset Forest—such methods are absolutely beyond what ordinary Titled Douluos can achieve."
"Then..." Zang Xin hesitated to speak, his eyes full of worry.
Cao Dezhi waved his hand: "The urgent matter at hand is to remove the freezing and inspect the situation of the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well. I fear..."
"Mm."
Zang Xin let out a heavy sigh.
Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Ah—no! Elder... Sect Master, save me!" Several Tang Sect disciples suddenly let out mournful screams.
From beneath the ice layer they had just dissolved, streams of forest-white flames unexpectedly shot out.
These flames not only emitted bone-piercing cold intent but also contained terrifying high temperatures, instantly devouring several disciples.
What was even more terrifying was that these flames rapidly spread along the ice surface. Wherever they passed, the ice layer not only didn't melt but instead burned even more fiercely.
"Everyone retreat!"
Cao Dezhi shouted loudly, and nine soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, "This is Ultimate Fire! Be careful in dealing with it!"
Zang Xin also released his martial soul, expression grave: "Fire hidden in ice—what a vicious method."
"This is to catch us off guard while we're dissolving the freezing!"
The Tang Sect crowd hurriedly retreated, but the flames spread far faster than imagined.
In the blink of an eye, over ten more disciples were devoured by the flames, turning to ashes amidst screams.
"Let's join forces."
Cao Dezhi acted decisively, exchanging glances with Zang Xin.
"Alright."
The two Limit Douluos acted simultaneously, their vast soul power like towering waves, attempting to suppress this strange ice-fire.
However, this forest-white flame was extremely difficult to deal with, freely transforming between ice and fire, making the two of them struggle considerably.
After a bitter battle, the frozen flames were finally gradually extinguished.
But the Tang Sect had paid a heavy price—over thirty elite disciples perished in the sea of fire, and multiple elders were seriously injured.
When the crowd finally arrived at the original site of the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well, what met their eyes was only that bottomless massive canyon.
Cao Dezhi stood at the edge of the canyon, looking at the empty Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well, his fist unconsciously tightening.
"Just who..."
He murmured to himself, his eyes full of killing intent.
Zang Xin gently stroked his shoulder, speaking in a low voice: "This matter is absolutely not simple."
"To be able to steal away the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well and set up such terrifying frozen flames—the opponent's strength likely exceeds our imagination."
Cao Dezhi was silent for a long time, his gaze sweeping over the heavily damaged Tang Sect disciples.
He finally let out a long sigh: "Pass down my order—today's matter is to be classified as the Tang Sect's highest secret. No one is to disclose it externally."
"At the same time, dispatch additional personnel to secretly investigate the powerhouses who have recently appeared in Sunset Forest."
"Yes, Sect Master."
The remaining Tang Sect disciples and elders responded one after another, their voices hard to conceal their exhaustion and grief.
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