This was a battle of life and death, of honor and disgrace—
both sides fought with everything they had, showing no mercy.
Yue Guan moved with graceful ease, his Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum shining brilliantly beneath the sunlight.
Every petal glimmered like a razor-sharp blade, dancing through the air at his command.
As his spirit rings flared, several golden chrysanthemum blades shot forth, slicing through the air with lethal speed, slashing straight toward Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo's expression darkened. His Bilin Serpent Emperor spirit coiled around him, its green venomous light pulsing ominously—as though it could corrode everything in existence.
With his incredible speed, Dugu Bo weaved between the flying blades, all the while gathering even denser waves of toxic energy to counterattack Yue Guan.
Their battle quickly reached a fever pitch. Every strike carried the aura of death.
Golden petals and emerald venomous light clashed midair, the golden brilliance and viridian glow intertwining in a breathtaking display.
Each collision exploded with deafening roars, as if even space itself were being torn apart by their power.
Under the shockwaves of their battle, trees around them splintered one after another, and the ground cracked open with deep fissures.
Yet the two Titled Douluo seemed utterly unaffected. Their silhouettes blurred across the battlefield, every exchange a brush with death as they narrowly dodged each other's killing blows.
Meanwhile—
Yan had already sped far away from the battlefield.
But instead of escaping the forest as Yue Guan had instructed, he turned around and rushed deeper toward its heart.
He wanted to seize the opportunity—
while Yue Guan and Dugu Bo were locked in deadly combat—
to find Dugu Bo's hidden domain: the Icefire Yin Yang Well.
The greater the risk, the greater the reward.
For him, this was an opportunity he couldn't possibly let slip by.
Yan knew Dugu Bo was a proud man. Even if he was weaker than Yue Guan, even if he had been defeated multiple times, he would never willingly admit defeat in front of him.
Faced with Yue Guan's provocation, Dugu Bo would undoubtedly fight with everything he had.
Though Yue Guan might hold the upper hand, killing Dugu Bo outright would be no easy task.
That poisonous formation of his was a life-saving trump card—
even a level 95 Titled Douluo like Yue Guan would tread carefully around it.
Yan reasoned that even if Dugu Bo lost, he wouldn't immediately return to the Icefire Yin Yang Well.
That was his secret garden, known to him alone, and he would protect it at all costs.
Yue Guan, on the other hand, was a lover of rare plants.
If he ever learned of the Icefire Yin Yang Well, then Dugu Bo's painstakingly cultivated herb garden would inevitably fall into the hands of Spirit Hall.
That was something Dugu Bo would never allow.
Yan further deduced that regardless of the battle's outcome, both combatants would expend massive amounts of soul power.
Even if Dugu Bo fled back to the Icefire Yin Yang Well after being defeated, and discovered Yan there—
he might still be too drained to stop him from escaping.
Time was short; there wasn't a second to waste.
Pushing his flight speed to the maximum, Yan soon felt the air grow thick with poison.
That must be the venomous miasma surrounding the Icefire Yin Yang Well—the Bilin Serpent Toxin Array.
Without hesitation, Yan unleashed his flames.
His body ignited like a blazing firebird as he dove headfirst into the toxic mist.
The Bilin Serpent venom was formidable, but the instant it touched his flames, it burned away completely.
Yan had imagined this scene countless times—
how he would search for the Icefire Yin Yang Well once he broke through the poison formation.
It wasn't hard to find.
After all, the Well was formed by the union of a glacier and a volcano.
As long as one approached, the coexistence of intense heat and extreme cold could easily be sensed.
Before long, a tall mound rose into view, faintly wreathed in mist.
Yan's heart leapt.
He flew straight toward it.
When the full scene came into sight, his heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.
He was standing on the rim of a deep, inverted cone-shaped valley—
the summit where he stood forming its outer edge.
A wave of scorching heat rose from the depths below.
The air carried a faint hint of sulfur.
"There's a hot spring beneath… this must be it!"
Excitement surged through him.
There was no time to hesitate.
He leapt from the cliff and descended swiftly along the sheer rock face until he reached the valley floor.
Everything before his eyes matched the image he'd formed in his mind.
Before him lay a hot spring, vapors billowing thickly from its surface.
The pool wasn't large, yet it was perfectly divided into two halves—one milky white, the other a deep crimson.
The two waters remained strictly separate, their boundary sharp and immovable.
From the white half exuded a piercing cold,while from the red half radiated an intense heat.
As the twin vapors ascended, they intertwined midair, merging and spreading outward.
This was nature's miracle—a single spring, two polarities, yin and yang in perfect balance:
the Icefire Yin Yang Well.
All around the Well grew countless rare and marvelous herbs.
Nurtured by the unique energies of the spring,
they had all become immortal herbs.
Faced with this dazzling collection of priceless treasures, Yan did not lose focus.
He already knew exactly what he sought.
Dugu Bo could return at any moment.
He had to move fast—pluck the herbs and leave at once.
His eyes swept over the Icefire Yin Yang Well,and he immediately recognized two of the rarest plants under heaven—the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, a supreme cold-type immortal herb,and the Fiery Apricot of Blazing Flame/Infernal Delicate Apricot, a peerless poison-type fire herb.
The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass grew at the very heart of the icy spring—
its eight crystalline leaves gleaming like facets of ice, faint light glimmering at its center.
The Fiery Apricot thrived on the scorching side—
its entire body a deep, vivid red, pulsing with heat.
These two immortal herbs complemented one another perfectly.
Only when taken together could their lethal toxins neutralize each other.
Moreover, once plucked, they had to be consumed immediately,
for their medicinal potency would fade within moments.
Under these conditions, only these two could be safely ingested here.
Other herbs required careful absorption and time to refine their energy—
luxuries he didn't have, for every passing minute meant greater danger.
Before consuming the paired herbs, he needed to gather the others first.
Without further thought, Yan drew out the Ten Thousand Spirits Treasure Box that Yue Guan had given him from his soul tool belt.
Unfolding his wings, he glided through the valley, scanning for his next targets.
Before long, a red herb with soft, feathery leaves caught his eye.
Its leaves were arranged like a rooster's comb,
and upon close inspection, its veins shimmered with threads of golden light.
This was the Phoenix Tail Crestflower—a pure yang immortal herb that greatly boosted one's soul power.
Yan swiftly plucked it and placed it in the treasure box.
Soon after, he found another plant—its body jade green,
with three snow-white leaves at its center, upon which rested several crystal-clear droplets of dew.
This was the Autumn Water Dew, unmistakable by its pure and delicate form.
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