Chapter 162: Entering the Yang Spring Eye
Inside one of the courtyards of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Dugu Yan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed as she cultivated her soul power. Wisps of earthy energy were being drawn in by her soul power, gradually strengthening her cultivation.
This was a new cultivation method designed by Xu Yang himself, tailored specifically to Dugu Yan's body and martial soul attributes.
Having previously absorbed the Land Dragon's Golden Melon, and with her own martial soul being the Jade Phosphor Serpent Dragon—a soul with dual Earth and Poison attributes—this new method focused on absorbing earth energy to improve her soul power.
As for Ning Rongrong, she had already been sent away for her own safety. At the moment, she was likely cultivating on Seven Treasure Island in the South Sea.
Just then, Xu Yang's figure suddenly appeared out of thin air not far from her. Looking at Dugu Yan immersed in hard cultivation, a smile curved the corners of his lips.
"Space Traversal really is different from teleportation. Though the soul power consumption is massive, the distance it covers is leagues beyond what teleportation can do."
He silently reflected on the feeling just now—it had left him somewhat intoxicated.
Even more surprisingly, just from that one use of Space Traversal, his perception of spatial fluctuations had improved more than his total comprehension over the past few years. His understanding of spatial power was growing deeper by the second.
Leaning down, he gently kissed Dugu Yan on the cheek before disappearing once again with Space Traversal.
Feeling the warm touch on her face, Dugu Yan's eyes shot open—but when she looked around, no one was there. She furrowed her brows in confusion but sensed Xu Yang's presence lingering in the air. Realizing who it was, she didn't overthink it and returned to her cultivation.
This jump had drained nearly half of Xu Yang's soul power. He'd spent a full second drifting in spatial turbulence, which left a deep impression on him.
By the time he collected his thoughts, he had already arrived at his destination—Sunset Forest.
Below was the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Gazing at the two spring eyes radiating scorching fire and bone-chilling frost, Xu Yang activated his martial soul and dove straight into the Yang Spring.
The Yang Spring's water contained Ultimate Fire essence—its temperature was terrifying, and it carried a potent fire poison.
Even a Titled Douluo wouldn't last more than a few minutes submerged. Dugu Bo had once tried diving in, hoping to see what treasures lay beneath. But he had been forced to resurface within minutes, unable to endure the unbearable heat.
In the original story, Tang San even collected water from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to use against the Evil Demon Tiger Whale King and Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, with incredible effect.
What was a deathtrap for others was a perfect cultivation haven for Xu Yang. The environment here greatly complemented his training.
However, this time, he didn't come to cultivate—his goal was to investigate the bottom of the spring and see if he could find the remains of the Fire Dragon King.
If Tang Wulin could one day acquire the Earth Dragon King's soul bone, then maybe he could obtain the Fire Dragon King's.
At his current stage, the spiritual herbs of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had already lost their effectiveness for him—even something as rare as the Infernal Delicate Apricot didn't offer much. So he hadn't returned to harvest them after breaking through.
As he sank deeper, the temperature rose rapidly. This was no longer hot spring water—it had become liquified Ultimate Fire energy. A soul master like Dugu Bo would be vaporized in less than a second here.
Yet this very energy was the most potent tonic for Xu Yang.
Activating his Great Sun Manual, torrents of energy surged into him, transforming into soul power that steadily enhanced his cultivation.
His soul power, which had just risen to Rank 73 after absorbing the twin leg bones, was growing once again. The massive Ultimate Fire energy was absorbed by his Golden Core, then refined and expelled as even purer soul power for his body and spirit to consume.
As he went deeper, the energy thickened like molten mercury, and his descent began to slow.
"Just how deep is this Yang Spring? I've already gone down five thousand meters and still haven't reached the bottom!"
The surrounding Ultimate Fire energy had become so dense it was almost metallic in consistency. Activating his Sun Golden Eyes, his pupils turned gold-red, peering downward—but he still couldn't see the bottom. The temperature had already exceeded 3,000 degrees Celsius.
Three thousand meters deeper, he finally saw the bottom of the spring—and what lay there shocked him.
There, two thousand meters below, lay the colossal corpse of a dragon over 300 meters long. The dragon was entirely crimson, its body like living fire, though the color had dimmed with time and no longer gave off any signs of life.
Antler-like horns curved from its head—one completely severed. Every scale was the size of a millstone, though many had already fallen away. Blood-crusted wounds marred the body, but one fatal injury stood out—the dragon's body had been pierced straight through at the heart.
That wound had a ten-meter-wide diameter and nearly bisected the beast. The source of the spring's terrifying energy was here—thick, crimson energy gushed from the wound, dispersing upward and infusing the spring with Ultimate Fire and toxic power.
"As expected of a Dragon King... even in death, the tiny bit of leaking energy creates a sacred land like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!"
Sensing the residual energy on the dragon's body, Xu Yang couldn't help but marvel. Among the Nine Great Dragon Kings, all had reached at least Second-Class Godhood in life. The strongest—Fire Dragon King and Water Dragon King—were First-Class Gods. Their strength needed no further explanation.
Xu Yang moved closer, examining the dragon corpse carefully.
As expected of a beast god, the Fire Dragon King's body was nearly indestructible. Even wielding his repeatedly evolved Sun Sacred Blade, Xu Yang could barely scratch its surface—let alone locate any soul bones.
He used both his spiritual power and Sun Golden Eyes to scan the corpse multiple times, but found nothing. Not even a single trace of special energy.
"Could it be that since the Fire Dragon King was a god, he didn't leave behind any soul bones?"
Feeling a bit frustrated, Xu Yang sat on the dragon's head and angrily swung his Sun Sacred Blade down onto the broken horn, sending a spray of sparks flying.
"After all that effort getting down here, I can't leave empty-handed! These dragon horns are so tough, they'd make excellent materials for forging soul tools."
Noticing how unbelievably hard the horn was, Xu Yang had a sudden idea. He wedged his Sun Sacred Blade into the fracture of the other broken horn, pouring in soul power. A loud creaking noise echoed.
"So tough! Not even Deep Sea Sunken Silver had this kind of hardness. As expected of Fire Dragon King's horn!"
The blade bent to a full ninety degrees, yet the fractured horn remained unbroken. Worse, his Sun Sacred Blade showed signs of stress and cracking.
"...Maybe I should just pry off a few dragon scales first. These horns can wait till I'm stronger..."