Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

After Kong Tianxu completed the God of Destruction test by killing Di Tian, ​​as a reward, he finally gained the authority to use this super artifact.

This is why he was willing to take such a dangerous risk; with this super artifact, he could at least protect himself.

However, the first official use of this divine artifact by Kong Tianxu was completely unrelated to combat.

He gently touched the deep purple light emanating from the Scepter of Destruction between his brows.

Extinguish thoughts.

Kong Tianxu leaned back slowly, the Scepter of Destruction standing quietly in front of him. The purple light gradually subsided, turning into a pale purple light shield that enveloped him, isolating him from all external sounds and light.

The next moment, exhaustion washed over me like a tidal wave...

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"Oh, is Master asleep?"

A very soft, delicate voice sounded outside the door, like two little mice whispering to each other.

"Yes, it seems so. It looks like we won't have a chance to report this time. Let's go back first."

The other voice was slightly calmer, yet equally gentle, carrying a hint of disappointment.

"Hehe, wait a minute, sister, let me watch a little longer." The lighter voice lowered its tone, carrying a sense of excitement from doing something sneaky and naughty. "So cool—hey sister, what do you think, should we just let Xiao Qi out? So that the master can see our work as soon as he opens his eyes."

"Hiss—, Xiaoyu, you're too brave, this..."

"Hehe, let's give it a try, anyway, Her Majesty Silver Moon didn't stop us from coming in."

"This, sigh..."

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"Ring-ling——"

The darkness seemed to gradually take on a twilight-like hue.

Thoughts gradually emerged from the endless chaos. Consciousness, like a fish submerged at the bottom of the water, began to slowly rise after a long silence.

The spiritual tendrils, seemingly more sensitive than usual, silently stretched out in the water, keenly capturing everything around them—the flow of air, the fluctuations in temperature, and the changes in light and shadow.

Then, a very light footstep fell within his perception range. The footstep was almost imperceptible, but in his highly acute mental perception at this moment, it was as clear as a drumbeat.

A powerful sense of strength returned to his limbs and bones. After a deep sleep all night, the soul power within his body seemed to be even more harmonious than yesterday, and a full and comfortable warmth flowed through every meridian.

Full of energy, Kong Tianxu opened his eyes.

A delicate fragrance, with an indescribable and alluring charm, wafts in.

Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her fair, dazzling skin was faintly visible under the thin gauze. Every inch of her skin was like the finest white jade, so smooth and delicate that it was impossible to look away.

A stunningly beautiful woman, resembling a goddess, approached barefoot, clad only in a white veil. Tiny golden bells jingled softly from her fair ankles.

The thin veil was so light it seemed to have nothing on it; covering her body was merely a pretentious embellishment, shrouding the parts that shouldn't be revealed in a hazy white mist, which was more arousing than complete honesty.

Everything swayed between clarity and ambiguity, like the most beautiful yet most unreal part of a dream.

Appearing and disappearing, hazy and indistinct, like a butterfly in a dream.

Tang Wutong leaned closer to Kong Tianxu, bent down, and a few strands of her hair gently brushed against the back of Kong Tianxu's hand.

Sunset Forest.

The poisonous clouds lingered year-round, and layers upon layers of miasma, like an impenetrable thick blanket, shrouded the entire forest in a dark green gloom.

Niu Tian Titan appeared out of thin air, leading Huo Yuhao and the other two, deep in a dense forest.

As soon as the group landed, they felt the suffocating pressure of the miasma. Niu Tian quickly activated his protective divine power, enveloping Wang Dong'er and the others within it.

A pale golden divine light shield created a small safe zone within the dark green poisonous cloud. The edges of the shield made a hissing sound where they touched the miasma, like red-hot iron being quenched in ice water.

Niu Tian grunted, and his massive body swayed.

Its injuries were severe. Having endured the full impact of the Silver Dragon King's furious roar within the Silver Dragon Space, its internal organs still ached faintly, and every breath aggravated its internal injuries, making its steps several times heavier than usual.

But at this moment, Niu Tian had no time to recover from its injuries. Its thick arms pushed away the miasma that was enough to corrode steel as if it were parting ordinary fog, following an irregularly shaped piece of ancient parchment through twists and turns, as if it were searching for something.

It couldn't help but be anxious; just look at Wang Dong'er's current state—

The girl's face was so aged that it was unbearable to look at. Her once smooth, jade-like skin was covered with fine wrinkles, and her long, light blue hair was streaked with silver strands. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

Finally, a vast expanse of vibrant green Phosphorus Seven Wonders came into view in the distance. The sea of ​​flowers resembled a giant piece of jade inlaid in the gray valley, its emerald petals still emitting a faint glow under the shroud of poisonous clouds, a beauty that took one's breath away.

Niu Tian hurriedly crossed the patch of emerald-green seven-flower wonders, and then he saw a gray-white canyon.

The entire canyon seemed to have been hollowed out of its soul by an invisible giant hand. The rocks on both sides were a sickly grayish-white, covered with fine cracks, and the once so rich and almost tangible primordial energy in the air had vanished. The land was barren, all vegetation had turned to ashes, leaving only a few charred, withered stems.

A deathly stillness permeated the air; even the wind seemed to have fallen silent.

The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. This place, once one of the most legendary blessed lands on the entire Douluo Continent, has now become a lifeless, gray wasteland.

The dried-up spring is like a pair of dead eyes, staring blankly at the sky.

Staring at the empty, desolate Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye beneath their feet, Niu Tian and Titan, both large heads, were stunned. Their lantern-sized eyes reflected the deathly silence of the canyon, their expressions frozen in disbelief and bewilderment.

Chapter 392 Qiu'er's Heart

"The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire... Isn't it one of the three legendary treasure basins filled with immortal herbs? How did it become like this?"

Niu Tian muttered to himself, looking completely bewildered.

Having protected Wang Dong'er all the way, its divine power had been exhausted to the limit. In addition, the injuries it suffered in the Silver Dragon Space had not been treated. Now, seeing the miserable state of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, it could no longer hold back. The accumulated injuries and fatigue surged out like a burst dam. Its bull-like eyes rolled back, and its huge body fell straight backward, crashing to the ground and raising a circle of grayish-white dust. It had actually fainted.

"Big brother!"

Titan exclaimed in surprise and quickly took control of his body, barely managing to hold on so that Niu Tian wouldn't fall too badly.

"Brother Tianmeng..."

Huo Yuhao's eyes were vacant. He had hardly uttered a complete sentence since he set off, and his bright eyes were far from their usual sparkle.

His spiritual sea was empty, and all his spirit rings were uncontrollably exposed, only now there were five instead of the original six.

His signature white first spirit ring had disappeared, leaving only five spirit rings floating forlornly behind him, each shrouded in a dark gray hue.

Although the Silver Dragon King ultimately failed to capture them, the power of the Unstable Storm was enough for the two priests to complete spatial travel before she completely broke free. However, she still forcibly separated the original power of Tianmeng and Bingdi with her powerful mental strength.

At the same time, Huo Yuhao lost his first spirit ring and torso bones, which were his source of power. The impact on him was enormous.

The Sea of ​​Spirit suffered near-collapse damage during that forced stripping. The once vast spiritual space, as expansive as a lake, has now shrunk to a pitiful state, its edges covered with countless cracks.

The soul power that was originally flowing smoothly in his meridians was like a flood that had lost its course, rushing around in his body, and each circulation brought a tearing pain.

As for his soul power, it was even more miserable. In a short period of time, it had already fallen to level 60. Not only that, due to the double damage to his spiritual sea and the essence of his martial soul, his foundation had been completely destroyed. No matter how much he cultivated, his cultivation level would only stagnate at level 60, and it was even constantly weakening.

It's a miracle he survived.

"Who did this? Who did this?! Damn it! Damn it! Who could turn the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well into this? So much mixed energy!"

Titan searched frantically around the dried-up spring, his giant hands churning over rubble and ashes in a frantic and desperate manner, but he couldn't find even a single leaf.

Huo Yuhao gradually came back to his senses from his daze.

Seeing Wang Dong'er's pitiful state, like that of an old woman on her deathbed, he wanted to cry but dared not, wanted to hug her but could not. He could only slowly crawl to Wang Dong'er's side, and gently cupped her sunken cheeks in his hands from a distance, as if holding a distant, unattainable moon, and said in a hollow voice:

“Uncle Titan, the energy here, which is the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, has been completely refined by Kong Tianxu and given to Qiu’er through some kind of formation. Qiu’er’s true form is the Emperor Beast Three-Eyed Golden Lion. In the end, she was forced by him to sacrifice herself to him. This is what we have personally experienced.”

"What about the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red? That is the king of immortal herbs. Without the blood and sweat of a true and loving lover, who can pluck it? Without the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red and without divine suppression, the loss of life force in Dong'er's body caused by the forced stimulation and sealing would be irreversible!"

"There were definitely two plants! There were definitely two plants! How could they all disappear? How could they all disappear!"

Titan suddenly straightened up, roaring furiously. His huge fist slammed into the canyon wall, creating a crater several meters deep. Debris tumbled down, stirring up a cloud of dust in the gray canyon.

"The red petals of longing break my heart..."

Huo Yuhao paused, as if he had remembered something.

His lips trembled slightly as he turned his gaze to Qiu'er, who had just woken up.

Their eyes met at that moment.

Huo Yuhao was startled to realize that he hadn't looked into Qiu'er's eyes in a long time. Those eyes were no longer the familiar pinkish-blue, but a hazy yet slightly aloof golden light, so beautiful that they made his heart flutter.

Therefore, Huo Yuhao's eyes unconsciously held a greater degree of reluctance and earnestness.

Faced with those seemingly harmless eyes, Qiu'er felt a sudden tightness in her chest.

The next moment, Huo Yuhao spoke almost pleadingly:

"Qiu'er, you must know about the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red, right? Just tell Uncle Titan."

"Oh? An imperial auspicious beast? That's not surprising, that's not surprising..."

Upon hearing this, Titan calmed down and immediately turned his enormous, bell-like eyes toward them.

It seemed to have thought of something, first giving Huo Yuhao a meaningful look, then turning its gaze to Qiu'er. The tangible pressure made Qiu'er's face turn even paler, and its tone carried an unreadable meaning:

"Since you have been sacrificed, how come you are still so lively? You must know what we call the 'Heartbreak Red', right? It has white, palm-sized flowers that resemble peonies and are rooted in black stone."

Qiu'er closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked intently at Huo Yuhao, her indifference deepening.

"I don't know exactly how many Acacia Heartbreak Red plants there are. I only saw one. Kong Tianxu used that Acacia Heartbreak Red plant as a base to reshape my body."

After he finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the canyon.

"Oh—" Titan responded lightly, its eyes gleaming with golden light. After carefully examining Wang Qiu'er as if she were a piece of merchandise, it nodded with a sigh of relief.

"Lord Poseidon is truly farsighted. This makes things much easier."

Titan said nothing, but its indifferent gaze and its attitude toward livestock hinted at something.

Qiu'er felt a chill spreading across her body. She silently turned her gaze to Huo Yuhao, as if asking for help or waiting.

Huo Yuhao trembled slightly.

That gaze seemed to weigh heavily on his hunched back, making it hard for him to breathe. He opened his mouth, but found he had no strength left to utter a word, and could only turn to Titan:

"Uncle Titan, is there... no other way?"

Titan snorted dismissively:

"The Heartbreak Red is the king of immortal herbs, and its healing effect on Dong'er's divine corruption is irreplaceable. Moreover, you probably don't know that there was originally a part of Xiao Dong in the auspicious beast. Back then, Xiao Dong separated a wisp of her divine soul and merged with the origin of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, which gave the auspicious beast intelligence that was no different from that of humans."

"Now that the auspicious beast's body was formed using the power of the Acacia Heartbreak Red, the medicinal power of the immortal herb has already been integrated into her blood and bones. Now, let the auspicious beast return this power to Xiaodong; it's like returning something to its rightful owner."

Its voice was still honest and deep, but to Qiu'er it was like falling into an ice cellar. The chill quickly spread throughout her body, enveloping her hardened heart. But her gaze remained unmoved, fixed on Huo Yuhao.