Chapter 28 Yin Yang Spring Ice and Fire Dual Cultivation and the Gravekeeper's Sigh
The connection of the Heart-Killing Contract, because the two people are in the extreme energy field of yin and yang, is like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly ignited, magnified, and distorted!
Buzz——!!!
A beam of light, far brighter and more condensed than ever before, a crisscross of ice-blue and crimson-gold, suddenly shot up from the center of the vortex where the Yin-Yang Springs met! The beam instantly pierced the entire space, completely enveloping Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou!
“Ah!” “Ugh!”
The two of them let out a suppressed cry of pain at the same time!
Jiang Xuelan felt a surge of raging, searing energy, the essence of Li Jiuyou's demonic fire, like an uncontrolled torrent of lava, surging through the bonds of the Heart-Slaying Contract into his sea of consciousness! It instantly ignited his frozen thoughts! Countless fragments of Li Jiuyou's shattered, chaotic memories—the savage battles, the roars of his tribe, the blazing battlefield, the deep-seated arrogance and brutality—burst into his mind like a volcanic eruption!
At the same time, Li Jiuyou felt a bone-chilling torrent of thoughts, carrying absolute order and a biting chill, crashing fiercely into his sea of consciousness! It was the true meaning of Jiang Xuelan's "Xuan Bing Jue"! It was the loneliness of a vast expanse of ice, of frozen time and space! It was the bone-deep pain and a cold curse of "peeling" contained within the shattered ice field within his sea of consciousness! And... a trace of obsession, sealed within layers of ice... a desire to "protect" that even Jiang Xuelan himself had never fully understood?
The consciousness of the two people collided with each other nakedly and without reservation in this violent "spiritual channel" formed by the distortion and amplification of the Yin-Yang Spring energy and the Heart-Slaying Contract!
**pain! **
**cold! **
**GET OUT OF THE WAY!**
**OUTRAGEOUS!**
Countless chaotic thoughts clashed and ripped apart in the passage! It was the most fundamental confrontation between ice and fire! It was the fierce repulsion between two completely different, equally proud and unyielding souls when forced to "speak frankly"!
But the power of the Yin and Yang Springs was too profound! The intersecting vortex emanated a powerful harmonizing force, like an invisible giant hand, forcibly suppressing the confrontation between the two, guiding the raging torrents of ice and fire, on the brink of destruction, towards a strange... **fusion**!
Under the guidance of Yangquan and the "tempering" of Yinquan's extremely cold power, the violent wildness of the origin of the red-gold demon fire was forcibly suppressed, and the pure energy began to flow slowly along the damaged meridians to repair them.
The ice-blue mysterious ice power became more condensed and pure under the nourishment of the Yin Spring and the "calcination" of the Yang Spring's scorching power. The ice fragments churning in the sea of consciousness were wrapped in a warm current, the pain was slightly reduced, and the restless demon pill heat current in the dantian was temporarily soothed. The restlessness of the God-killing Gu was suppressed by the powerful Yin power!
A mysterious state has descended.
The two men continued to endure immense pain, their consciousness fluctuating between resistance and forced fusion. But at the center of the intertwined pillar of light, above the vortex of the Yin-Yang Spring, their bodies involuntarily assumed a strange posture.
Jiang Xuelan sat cross-legged within the Yin Spring, his hands forming a profound ice seal. A chill swirled around him, ice crystals condensing. Li Jiuyou, meanwhile, floated within the Yang Spring, his body stretched out like a sleeping beast. Scarlet-gold demonic fire streamed across his form, outlining his powerful features. A "bridge" of pure energy, interwoven icy blue and scarlet gold, linked by the Heart-Slaying Contract, flowed endlessly between the two.
Ice and fire in the same furnace! Practicing Yin and Yang together!
The gravekeeper's hunched figure had silently appeared at the edge of this space, standing before the swirling soul-sinking fog. The sticky gray fog, as if in fear, swirled several feet in front of him, but dared not cross the line.
His turbid grey eyes gazed silently at the strange beam of light in the Yin-Yang Spring and the two people forced to "dual cultivate" within it. His dry, cracked lips opened and closed silently, finally releasing a long, drawn-out sigh that seemed to have spanned eons.
"The fates intertwine... there's no way around it..."
"Ice Soul Cold Dew...Yin Yang Spring...are merely...adding fuel to the flames..."
His eyes seemed to penetrate the beam of light in front of him and see something deeper.
"The true 'calamity' and 'fate'...were already planted...before you...entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons..."
"The God-killing Gu...the Heart-destroying Contract...are all superficial..."
"That call from deep within our blood... is the beginning of our destiny..."
The sigh drifted away in the majestic energy fluctuations of the Yin Yang Spring, and no one heard it.
**(Edge of the Soul Mist)**
"Why is there no movement? I'm so anxious!" The black-armored turtle's eyes widened as it anxiously crawled around on the mossy ground, which emitted a faint green light. Its shell scraped against the ground, making a rustling noise. From time to time, it stretched its neck, trying to peek into the swirling, soul-sinking fog that blocked all perception, but it only saw a dead gray-black silence.
Man Gu, like an iron tower, silently stood guard at the edge of the fog, his enormous bull's eyes fixed unblinkingly on the dense mist, his scarred fists clenched with a creaking sound. Two deep footprints were etched in the ground beneath his feet. The king's breath was nearly gone, and there was no news from the Immortal Lord either. Every second was torture.
A Che sat cross-legged on the side, his face pale, his hands twisting the corners of his clothes unconsciously, muttering to himself: "Senior Brother... Demon King Li... Great Immortal Jianmu bless you... You must come out safely..." In the storage bag on his waist, the half of the dull broom handle lay quietly, without any reaction.
"Senior Gravekeeper," Man Gu suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and deep, carrying the unique heaviness of the Ox Tribe. He turned to the gravekeeper standing beside him like a dead tree, "You...really can't sense what's going on inside?"
The gravekeeper's hunched figure remained motionless, his gray robe swaying gently in the breeze carried by the Soul-Sinking Mist. His cloudy gray eyes surveyed the dense fog, and he slowly shook his head, speaking hoarsely, "The Soul-Sinking Mist... blocks everything... Only 'contract' and 'connection'... can pass..."
The same rhetoric again! Xuanjia irritably pawed the ground, his green eyes darting around. He suddenly leaned in close to the gravekeeper and lowered his voice (though even with his hoarse voice, it was no use lowering it): "Senior, you are knowledgeable. What exactly is that Yin-Yang Spring? Can it really save them? And that 'dual cultivation path' you mentioned earlier..." He deliberately prolonged his words, the patterns on his shell gleaming with gossip.
The gravekeeper slowly turned his head, his cloudy grey pupils falling upon Xuan Jia's excited green eyes. His gaze was calm and unwavering, yet it made Xuan Jia feel as if he were being glanced at by some prehistoric beast, and the lines on his shell froze.
"The Yin-Yang Spring... harmonizing life and death... the place of creation..." The gravekeeper's voice was still hoarse and slow. "As for 'dual cultivation'..." He paused, and a trace of extremely complex emotions seemed to flash through the depths of his gray eyes, so fast that it was impossible to grasp. "It is a calamity or fate... It cannot be determined by external forces..."
"Then...are there any other...um...tests deep in the spring?" Xuan Jia did not give up and continued to ask, trying to get some shocking secrets.
The gravekeeper was silent for a moment, his face, like dry bark, appearing even more profound and mysterious against the gray fog. He slowly raised a withered finger, pointed deep into the soul-sinking fog, and then slowly lowered it.
"The spring's creation... is beyond belief..." His voice carried an ancient desolation. "Deeper still... no living being can set foot there..."
No living person may set foot here?!
Xuanjia's eyes suddenly shrank, and the lines on its shell dimmed instantly. Mangu and Ache also heard this, and their expressions became even more solemn.
Boom——!!!
An indescribable, overwhelming energy wave, a mixture of extreme cold and scorching heat, suddenly erupted from the depths of the Soul-Sinking Mist! Like a sleeping giant beast awakening! The entire tundra shook! The swirling Soul-Sinking Mist was like boiling water thrown into a boulder, violently churning and twisting!
"It's the king and the Immortal Lord!" Man Gu exclaimed in shock, his huge body trembling slightly with excitement!
"What a powerful energy! The intersection of yin and yang! Did they succeed?!" Xuanjia's green bean eyes burst into ecstasy!
Ah Che suddenly jumped up: "It's Brother! There's still Jianmu's aura! Although it's very weak!"
The gravekeeper's hunched figure remained as steady as a rock amidst the violent energy fluctuations. His cloudy gray eyes stared at the violently fluctuating Soul Mist. His cracked lips moved silently, finally fading into a barely audible whisper:
"here we go……"
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