Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 13 Recovering from Injury
Gu Yuena's gaze fell on Xia Die; the wounds inflicted on her by the God of Asura could not be healed with just a few words.

Moreover, according to the book, his injuries would not heal for another ten thousand years. The Asura God's attack power was the only one that could hurt the Dragon God, but whether it was mixed with some exaggeration was unknown.

Gu Yuena also showed Xia Die her injuries.

In an instant, Gu Yuena's body shone with a brilliant silver light, and her figure vanished like a stream of light, replaced by a majestic silver dragon. This dragon's body was vast and boundless, each scale like a perfectly polished mirror-like silver armor, shimmering with a cold, mercury-like luster in the sunlight, the edges of the scales reflecting tiny rainbows, like a solidified cascade of the Milky Way.

Its dragon horns are long and crescent-shaped, with pale silver arcs of electricity crackling around their surface. The patterns on them are engraved like ancient inscriptions, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura. When it spreads its wings, the entire sky seems to be obscured. The silver halo flowing between its wing membranes merges with the firmament, and it seems that every flap of its wings stirs up waves of air, causing the clouds to surge like boiling ocean waves, with a deafening roar.

What is most chilling is the deep purple light flowing in its eyes, like an ancient lake containing a thousand years of time, where wisdom and majesty are intertwined. And the bloodstain that runs across the dragon's body is shocking, scarlet like solidified lava, exuding a terrifying aura, with killing, judgment, verdict, and slaughter spreading as if it were a tangible thing, and this is the wound inflicted by the Asura Demon Sword.

"How about it? Can you cure it?"

"can."

???

Is it really possible? You're not kidding me, the injuries that the Asura God inflicted on me only allowed me to recover during the Dragon King Legend era.

Blood, slaughter, killing, judgment—the Asura Blood Sword unleashed by the Asura Demon Sword, which is composed of blood, killing, killing, and judgment, is truly difficult to restore.

"The Blood Cultivation Divine Path attack comes from the power of killing, but this power is still difficult to recover with just the Gold of Life."

However, this power is still easily dealt with. By reducing its destructive force, it weakens and enters the void, giving rise to new life.

Unbeknownst to the Silver Dragon King, he had been extremely weak due to the injuries inflicted by the Asura God Path over the years, but now that the problem was resolved, how could he not be happy?

"You try it."

"Ah."

With a light tap of her fingertips, Xia Die unleashed countless silver-blue particles like stardust, carrying a chilling light as they hurtled towards the gruesome bloodstain. The instant the particles touched the wound, the surging crimson mist abruptly froze, as if bound by invisible shackles.

The murderous aura condensed into tiny, scarlet specks of light, struggling and flickering in mid-air, like flames trapped in amber. Eventually, it transformed into ice crystal-like patterns, suppressing the violent killing intent. The space around the wound also returned to calm, with no trace of murderous aura escaping.

This power merely puts the intent to kill into a state of quantum entanglement; it can break free of it.

In an instant, the solidified crimson blood aura rose into the air like a puppet on strings. Xia Die's jade hand flicked, and the dark purple power of death, like a venomous snake's tongue, darted into the bloodstains, seeping into the solidified killing intent. Crimson and dark purple intertwined wildly; the once violent and rampant killing intent was being constantly decomposed and reshaped by the power of death, like winter snow melting in flames, gradually tinged with a strange purple hue, seemingly trying to completely twist this world-destroying power into a subservient form of death.

The power of death surged into the Silver Dragon King's bloodstain like a tidal wave, each strand carrying a chilling, all-consuming force. The previously surging aura of slaughter trembled violently under the suppression of this power, and the crimson runes gradually dimmed. When the last trace of violent intent was completely shattered, a layer of amethyst-like substance condensed on the surface of the bloodstain, sealing the terrifying wound left by the Asura Blood Sword, along with the destructive power it contained, into eternal silence.

As the power of death continued to permeate, fine purple patterns appeared on the surface of the bloodstain, spreading rapidly like a spiderweb. In an instant, the entire space seemed to be crushed and reassembled by an invisible giant hand. The wound, which carried the violent aura of the Asura Blood Sword, twisted violently in the dark purple annihilation wave. The last trace of blood was completely swallowed up, and the void beneath the silver dragon scales collapsed with a roar, leaving only a fleeting purple light—the terrifying wound had vanished into nothingness.

Afterwards, the purple deathly power dissipated, and the wounds disappeared.

As the wisp of dark purple mist slowly evaporated and dissipated, the silver dragon's scales regained their clear luster. The horrific wounds inflicted by the Asura Blood Sword vanished without a trace, like ink erased by an eraser, the instant the power of death dissipated. The silver light flowing around its body became complete and pure once more.

The fatal wound left by the Asura God's Blood Sword in the past forced her to rely on the Life Gold at the bottom of the Lake of Life to slowly heal. The hidden wounds that had been dormant for so many years were finally completely healed at this moment. Now, under the healing of Xia Die, she has returned to her peak strength.

The silver light faded like water, and Gu Yuena returned to human form, her pale purple eyes filled with a rare gentleness: "Thank you for your help."

Xia Die asked with a hint of concern, "Your Excellency, are you feeling unwell in any way?"

"I'm mostly recovered." Gu Yuena stretched out her slender fingertips, her body shimmering with silver light. "My strength has not only fully recovered, but has even reached its peak when I first shattered the Dragon God's power. If needed, I can do my best to help." "If possible, could you give me a piece of Life Gold?"

This request startled Gu Yuena slightly, leaving her utterly puzzled. She gazed at the other person's calm expression, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Is that all you ask for?"

“That’s enough.” Xia Die lowered her eyes, her tone firm. “For me, this is sufficient.”

"Ok."

With a gentle wave of her jade hand, Gu Yuena caused ripples to spread through the space, and three golden stones filled with sacred aura slowly emerged.

The stone seemed to embody the vitality of the entire forest, its surface shimmering with a fine golden halo, like a galaxy flowing within it. A rich life force radiated outwards from its center.

"Here are two extra dollars, a gift for you. Now, what are your plans?"

"In a few months, the Star Luo Empire seems to be holding an auction, but there's something puzzling about it: the changes in the far north. I feel that the ninth-level Soul Master who kidnapped the Snow Empress wasn't an accident. It's more like they already knew that the Snow Empress was going to take human form."

Hearing what Xia Die said, there is indeed such a place. However, there is one exception. Why not go and catch him red-handed, then we will know everything.

Xia Die ignored all of this and focused on expanding her spiritual sea with a piece of living gold.

Returning to the sea of ​​consciousness, I met Electrolux again.

Xia Die had no time to concern herself with these matters; her fingertips gently caressed the warm, lustrous gold of life. Golden light enveloped her consciousness, instantly disappearing into the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness.

As the mist receded like the tide, she saw once again Ilex suspended in the Abyss of Consciousness—that hazy, dark energy body, still radiating a mysterious and gentle aura.

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, which usually slept, seemed to have its soul ripped out, curled up in a corner of its sea of ​​consciousness. Its icy blue aura had almost completely subsided, and it even breathed cautiously, afraid of disturbing Di Tian and the other ferocious beasts lurking outside.

Seeing this, Xia Die smiled helplessly. She shook her head gently, and her spirit transformed into a silver-white stream of light, drifting towards the direction where Ilex was. Only a faint sigh remained in the air, dissipating into the surging waves of spiritual energy in her sea of ​​consciousness.

The blurry black sphere suddenly rippled, and a gentle yet slightly teasing voice rang out: "Little girl, you've arrived."

Xia Die's lips unconsciously curved upwards, and her bright eyes sparkled with laughter. She nodded gently in the direction from which the voice came: "Yes, you're awake, Your Excellency." Her voice was clear and crisp.

Electrolux's dark energy body trembled slightly, and a deep, ancient voice drifted out from it, carrying a weighty feeling that had transcended the long river of time: "Gold of Life, such distant memories."

With a flick of her fingertips, Xia Die released a golden aura of life that floated in mid-air, emitting a soft glow. She looked up at the mysterious black sphere and said, "This should be enough for you to recover."

Electrolux's aura fluctuated slightly, and a seemingly smiling response flowed from the black mist: "That's enough, thank you, little girl." Her voice had lost some of its weakness.

Electrolux's consciousness solidified slightly, and a faint, ethereal figure emerged from the dark aura. The figure lightly tapped its fingertip, and the suspended golden essence of life suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, tearing through the hazy mist of his consciousness like a newborn sun. The golden light surged like a tidal wave, dissipating the dark clouds formed by his spiritual energy wherever it went, scattering tiny specks of light like stardust, illuminating this space of consciousness with crystal clarity.

The life-giving radiance of the golden essence flowed like a living thing, instantly enveloping the butterfly's body in a golden torrent. Her meridians crackled subtly under the heat, like a parched riverbed welcoming a rushing spring; every inch of her meridians was widened and nourished. Her internal organs, bathed in warm energy, were like ancient jade being gently polished, revealing a warm, lustrous sheen. A pearly halo appeared on her skin, becoming even more translucent after impurities were removed; in this seemingly...
Under the tempering of the inexhaustible life force, Xia Die's body is like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, constantly transforming in the golden waves. Each surge of energy washes away the shackles of her body, reshaping her into a more perfect life form, and her whole being exudes the holiness and purity of new life.

The gentle energy of the Life Gold flowed through her body for only a moment, yet it stirred up a storm in Xia Die's perception. That vast yet gentle life force, like thousands of fine golden threads, weaved through her flesh and meridians, bringing a strange, tingling, and burning sensation wherever it touched. This unprecedented experience made her tremble slightly—unlike the gradual progress of her previous cultivation, every inch of her body was now rejoicing, as if its dormant potential had been awakened.

Xia Die closed her eyes, feeling the new life force within her, and a confident smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

(End of this chapter)