Chapter 347: The Magical Hurricane Gorge, the Reverse Flow of the Hurricane!

Inside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The Octagonal Mystic Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot swayed gracefully beside the two-colored spring of ice and fire.

Initially, when Ning Tianchen absorbed other types of miraculous herbs, the medicinal potency within his body was already overly abundant. Absorbing these two herbs wouldn't even achieve a simple "one plus one equals two" effect.

In fact, it might even cause other side effects.

Now, however, Ning Tianchen's strength had rapidly increased, and most of the medicinal potency within him had been consumed. This was the perfect opportunity to absorb these two miraculous herbs.

However, both herbs were individually toxic. Consuming them simultaneously wouldn't increase his soul power, but it would enhance his physical resilience and tolerance to the ice and fire attributes.

Ning Tianchen decided that after consuming the two herbs, he would dive deep into the spring and use the pressure from the water to aid his cultivation.

"Originally, I planned to save you for when I break through to become a Title Douluo, but now it seems I'll have to consume you early."

Looking at the two herbs, Ning Tianchen thought to himself.

He had already obtained the God Trial, and breaking through to become a Title Douluo would naturally follow. Consuming the herbs early wasn't just to prepare for the upcoming re-selection conference of the seven great sects—it was primarily to increase his strength in preparation for the next godly trial.

The difficulty of the Asura God Trial was gradually increasing. If his strength wasn't sufficient, he might not survive the next trial.

With his mind made up, the Seven Kill Sword appeared in his hand.

As his strength had grown, the dragon patterns on the Seven Kill Sword had become even more vivid and lifelike, as if a golden dragon was truly coiled around the blade.

Putting aside his gaze, he lightly flicked his finger, and the Seven Kill Sword shot out with incredible speed, almost simultaneously severing the Octagonal Mystic Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

Under the control of his soul power, the two herbs slowly floated toward him.

Representing two different attributes, the closer they got, the more their energies collided, emitting dazzling and radiant light.

When the two herbs collided, their violent energies would cancel each other out and gradually wither. Therefore, it was crucial to consume them simultaneously within an extremely short time frame.

However, the violent forces emitted by the two herbs caused him to instinctively hesitate.

His body seemed to resist consuming such potent toxins.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Tianchen slowly closed his eyes and lightly flicked his finger, causing the two herbs to land in front of him.

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At another location within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, unnoticed by Ning Tianchen, Dugu Bo had arrived without warning.

Based on his understanding of Ning Tianchen, he could guess what the young man was about to do.

After all, before the start of the Soul Master Competition, Ning Tianchen had dived deep into the spring to train in order to break through to the Soul King level.

Thinking of the two herbs beside the spring, it wasn't hard for Dugu Bo to deduce what Ning Tianchen intended to do.

"The two highly toxic substances, due to their conflicting attributes, temporarily neutralize each other's toxicity upon collision. Young man, you are truly astonishing."

These two herbs were things he wouldn't have dared to touch in the past.

He had once imagined balancing the powers of the two herbs to neutralize their toxicity.

But in the end, he never dared to attempt such an experiment.

However, the real test was only just beginning.

Dugu Bo didn't know how long the non-toxic state of the two herbs would last.

Once Ning Tianchen swallowed them, the abilities of the two herbs would rapidly condense within his body.

If the toxins were to take effect, there would be no way to save him.

For now, Dugu Bo could only pray that Ning Tianchen's plan was correct; otherwise, death was inevitable.

A few minutes later, the forces of ice and fire began to condense on either side of Ning Tianchen's body.

Burn marks appeared on the left side of his body, while frostbite covered the right.

"Not good."

Dugu Bo's eyes trembled, and he was visibly alarmed.

Before he could think further, Ning Tianchen leapt into the spring, diving straight into the boundary where the ice and fire waters met.

"Damn it, these two toxins are feeding on my soul power!"

Enduring the pain, Ning Tianchen quickly adjusted his condition.

His soul power was of extremely high quality, almost on par with that of a high-level Soul Douluo.

Such condensed soul power, however, fully activated the toxins of the two herbs.

In the original timeline, Tang San hadn't undergone a qualitative change in strength before absorbing the herbs, so he only endured minimal toxicity when absorbing the two plants.

In contrast, Ning Tianchen now had no choice but to dive deeper into the spring, using the increasingly violent force of the water to suppress the toxins within his body.

As he continued to descend, the two-colored waters of ice and fire had already obscured his vision.

He didn't know how deep he had fallen—only that the pressure on his body was increasing exponentially.

After suppressing the toxins, the ice and fire waters brought immense pressure.

However, this was also an excellent place for training.

The dual forces could solidify his soul power and "accelerate" his cultivation speed.

On the shore, Dugu Bo's piercing gaze seemed to want to see through the spring.

But despite searching for a long time, he couldn't find any trace of Ning Tianchen.

"This can't be right. If something had happened to the boy, there would definitely be some disturbance in the spring. Since everything appears calm, he must be fine."

Not knowing the situation, Dugu Bo could only console himself.

He had considered diving into the spring to search for Ning Tianchen.

But unfortunately, the spring here completely countered his poison-based cultivation. Entering too deeply would inevitably dilute the toxins he had accumulated in his body, leading to a decline in his cultivation.

For now, he could only stay on the shore and pray that Ning Tianchen would pull through.

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Several days later, in the Hurricane Gorge.

Feng Xiaotian and his group were only one step away from their respective limits.

Thanks to the wind pressure, their cultivation speed had greatly increased.

Due to the potential dangers lurking within the gorge, someone had to stand guard to block rocks blown by the wind while others trained. As a result, they could only take turns cultivating.

Retreating a short distance, Chen Huayu finally regained enough strength to ask, "How far are we from the core?"

Feng Xiaotian examined the surroundings and pointed to a stone tablet embedded in the ground, its tip barely visible.

"This stone tablet was left by the first patriarch of the Wind family. Our current position is approximately two kilometers deep into the gorge."

The first patriarch of the Wind family had placed one stone tablet every hundred meters, for a total of thirty tablets, marking a depth of three kilometers.

According to the records of the Wind family, the first patriarch estimated that there were still at least five hundred meters ahead before reaching the core.

However, with every step forward, the wind pressure increased exponentially.

Back when the Wind family was just beginning to establish itself, the first patriarch received a large tract of land in Tiandou City as a reward from the emperor and formed alliances with the Water and Fire families to build Element City.

During his "career ascent," he naturally couldn't risk jeopardizing the future of the entire family with reckless adventures.

Therefore, even after his strength had improved, he never entered the Hurricane Gorge again.

Whether the three-and-a-half-kilometer mark was truly the end of the gorge, and the mystery behind the hurricane's formation, would have to be explored by future generations.

"Three and a half kilometers… We won't make it," Yu Die said through gritted teeth, enduring the wind pressure on her body.

Although Oscar had spent a long time training as a battle-type soul master, his spirit remained an auxiliary-type spirit. Among the six of them, his physique was the weakest.

Reaching this point had already drained all his strength. If not for Feng Xiaotian blocking much of the wind pressure ahead of him, he would have been blown away long ago.

Hearing the others talk, he wanted to express his thoughts.

With great difficulty, he retrieved a pre-prepared Copy Mirror Sausage from his spirit-guided device, swallowed it, and summoned Chen Huayu's Giant Rock Black Bear spirit.

Then, he activated all his enhancement-type soul skills, finally regaining enough strength to speak.

"We… In those ruins… Could the murals we saw be fake? The person who carved them must have known about this place. Could it be possible that they deliberately left misleading information to trick us?"

Someone who intentionally left behind murals likely wouldn't engage in such low-level mischief.

The murals represented history, and any rational person wouldn't leave behind a false historical record for future generations.

Of course, there were no absolutes in anything.

Numerous ancient ruins had been discovered on the continent, and among them, there were indeed instances of false murals.

Feng Xiaotian's brows twitched slightly as he hesitantly said, "There shouldn't be any reason for those ancient ruins to be fakes, right?"

Their inability to reach the deepest part was due to their own lack of strength, not the murals.

Zhu Zhuqing, who rarely spoke, finally interjected, "Regardless of whether the content of the murals is true or false, this place is undoubtedly a great cultivation site. Everyone, calm down and let's train here for a while."

Feng Xiaotian nodded in agreement and waved his hand to arrange things. "Everyone, continue cultivating. Progressing just a little each day will accumulate into significant improvement over time."

With that, the group either stayed where they were or retreated slightly, each seeking a suitable cultivation spot.

Feng Xiaotian, however, continued forward, attempting to enter deeper into the gorge.

An hour earlier, he could only reach about 2,500 meters. Beyond that point, his legs felt as if they had lost all bones, making it impossible to stabilize his body.

Cultivation required working within one's limits. If he encountered any danger, he would have to stop.

After being tempered by the wind pressure, Feng Xiaotian estimated that during this attempt to push his limits, he might be able to take one or two more steps forward.

No matter what anyone said, taking one more step forward was still progress.

Summoning all his strength, he pressed on against the wind, forging ahead through the torrent.

Seeing this, Chen Huayu couldn't help but sigh. "It's a pity that Young Miss and Boss didn't come. I wonder how far they could go with their strength."

Of course, given Ning Rongrong's physical condition, she wouldn't even be able to reach the 2,000-meter mark.

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After an unknown amount of time passed…

Chen Huayu slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

In the distance, Feng Xiaotian was still pressing forward against the wind, and it seemed he had gone much farther than before.

Chen Huayu slowly stood up, looking at his hands. "I've improved so quickly that I can stand here so easily?"

He wasn't the only one experiencing this.

Oscar practically ran forward and exclaimed, "Has anyone noticed that the wind here seems to have weakened?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been guarding everyone, said gravely, "It has indeed weakened. Xiaotian has advanced another 200 meters compared to before."

"What's going on?" Chen Huayu scratched his head.

Among their group, Feng Xiaotian was the most knowledgeable about Hurricane Gorge.

Why hadn't he mentioned this crucial change in wind speed earlier?

Since the wind was blowing from behind, no matter how loudly they spoke, Feng Xiaotian, who was positioned upwind, wouldn't be able to hear them.

Carrying their doubts, and at Chen Huayu's suggestion, the five of them decided to catch up to Feng Xiaotian and ask him about it.

If they felt the wind strengthen again, they would immediately retreat to a safe distance.

At this moment, Feng Xiaotian was solely focused on moving forward, seemingly unaware of the change in wind speed or the fact that he had already reached the 2,700-meter mark.

He kept encouraging himself, determined to find the limits of his potential.

A few minutes later, he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps.

At this depth, he didn't think anyone else was nearby and assumed it was just an illusion caused by his intense focus.

That was until Chen Huayu's hand slapped his shoulder.

"Xiaotian, stop for a moment. What's going on here?"

Feng Xiaotian slowly turned around and, upon seeing Chen Huayu's relaxed expression, was shocked. He asked, word by word, "How did you manage to get here?"

Not only Chen Huayu, but even Oscar, whose physique was weak, had followed along.

Feng Xiaotian thought he had been retreating the whole time. He quickly scanned the area for the stone tablet that marked the distance.

Upon seeing the number "2700," he felt a wave of dizziness.

It had only been a little over two hours since his last advancement—how could they possibly improve so rapidly in such a short time?

And not only him, but the others had also reached this point.

Something was strange!

Seeing that Feng Xiaotian was still confused, Zhu Zhuqing explained the situation to him.

"The wind speed has decreased." Feng Xiaotian murmured softly.

In his mind, he quickly "flipped through" the records documented by the Wind family.

After searching through the records, he had never seen any mention of the wind speed in Hurricane Gorge decreasing.

Keep in mind, the exploration of Hurricane Gorge by the Wind family wasn't limited to just one or two generations—it had been ongoing without interruption throughout their lineage.

The absence of any records of such a phenomenon clearly indicated that this was the first time they had encountered it.

Oscar suddenly thought of something. "While the wind speed is reduced, we should immediately rush to the deepest part. Perhaps this is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity!"

Chen Huayu found this reasoning sound and took a step forward, but Feng Xiaotian stopped him. "No. In the face of an unclear situation, it's best to retreat from Hurricane Gorge for now."

"If we go deeper and the wind speed suddenly returns, we'll be blown away at an incredibly high speed."

For Soul Emperors, such a violent impact would surely result in death.

Yu Die earnestly said, "Xiaotian, don't you want to resolve the question that has troubled your Wind family for over a dozen generations today?"

"I can feel that the wind speed is still decreasing. We're at the 2,700-meter mark now, and there are only 800 meters left to reach the deepest part of Hurricane Gorge. At our speed, we can reach it in just a minute!"

"If we sense the wind speed increasing, we'll immediately fly out of Hurricane Gorge. There's no real danger either way. If we don't give it a try, we'll definitely regret it later!"

"Do you really want to wait twenty years to make up for this regret?"

A level ninety-three Title Douluo could only reach the 3,000-meter mark, so reaching the deepest part would require at least Super Douluo-level strength.

With the effects of the miraculous herbs fully absorbed, their cultivation speed had slowed significantly. Achieving a breakthrough to Super Douluo within twenty years would be an immense challenge.

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