Chapter 70 The Two Elements of Ice and Fire, All Living Beings as Children
The core area of Sunset Forest was originally Dugu Bo's private territory. It is shrouded in the deadly Seven Deadly Poisonous Mist of Azure Phosphorus year-round, and even an ordinary Soul King would turn into pus and blood within three quarters of an hour if he touched it.
However, tonight, the area surrounding this forbidden zone is strangely bustling.
Tang San lay in ambush behind an ancient tree on the east side of the poison array, the Blue Silver Grass in his palm pulsating slightly. He could sense a peculiar aura in the air, a mixture of extreme cold and extreme heat, a characteristic found only in "feng shui treasure lands" as described in herbal medicine texts.
"Ye Feng is inside." Bishop Salas's voice, transmitted through soul power, rang in Tang San's ears with extreme coldness. "We have already used special soul tools to block out distress signals within a two-kilometer radius. Tang San, this is your last chance."
Tang San didn't turn around. His fingertips lightly traced the moonlit night over the Twenty-Four Bridges, where his most treasured hidden weapon—the Mother-and-Child Soul-Chasing Life-Stealing Gallbladder—was kept. His eyes no longer held their former righteousness; instead, they were filled with an almost manic obsession.
"As long as I kill him... everything will go back to normal," Tang San muttered to himself.
On the other side of the poison array, three slender figures were hidden in different shadows: Zhu Zhuqing, Huo Wu, and Shui Bing'er. Although they each had their own thoughts, they all had only one goal at this moment: to catch up with Ye Feng.
Just as Salas and Tang San were about to close the net, the thick fog at the edge of the poison array suddenly began to churn violently.
A long, jet-black umbrella emerged from the fog.
Ye Feng held the umbrella in one hand, his steps as leisurely as if he were returning to his own backyard. Shockingly, the emerald green poisonous mist, which was enough to kill instantly, retreated as if it had encountered a natural enemy when it came within three feet of his body.
The tip of the Thousand Machine Umbrella points diagonally to the ground, emitting a faint glow.
"What...what kind of potion is that?" Salas's eyes widened.
He naturally couldn't see that before entering the forest, Ye Feng had used the pharmacology he had stolen from Dugu Bo (or relied on his knowledge from his previous life) and combined it with his soul power to create a miniature "air-filtering centrifuge" inside the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella. The poisonous mist was thrown to both sides by the centrifugal force generated by the mechanical rotation the moment it approached.
"Stop looking. Since you've been waiting for so long, aren't you going to come out and say hello?"
Ye Feng stopped at the edge of the poison array, turned around, and gave Tang San a playful smile in the direction he was hiding.
"Tang San, your killing intent is too strong. Even without the system, I can smell the sour, rotten stench of jealousy emanating from you."
Now that he had been exposed, Tang San stopped hiding.
"Ye Feng, your evil deeds will surely lead to your downfall!" Tang San leaped out from behind the tree, his hands moving like phantoms. "Take this! Ten-Finger Flicking Technique!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!
Ten bone-piercing nails, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, blocked all of Ye Feng's escape routes from different angles. Each nail was coated with a potent poison, shimmering with a ghostly blue light under the moonlight.
"Using hidden weapons against me?" Ye Feng chuckled.
With a click, the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella in his hand instantly transformed into a "shield" form. The enormous mechanical canopy opened, and the gears along its edges spun wildly.
Ding ding ding!
The bone-piercing nail struck the umbrella surface, sending up a series of sparks, but leaving not a trace.
"My turn. Mechanic Mode - Gatling Gun!"
Ye Feng held the umbrella in one hand, then suddenly pulled his right arm behind the handle, causing the entire umbrella to extend instantly. Several gun muzzles shot out from the center of the umbrella shaft.
"Can you handle this frequency of attacks?"
Flames erupted. A dense barrage of soul energy projectiles transformed into a deadly metallic torrent, instantly plundering the open space where Tang San stood. Tang San's expression changed drastically, and he frantically dodged using Ghost Shadow Steps, but the bullets seemed to have eyes, accurately predicting his every move.
"Attack!" Salas shouted sharply when he saw that things were going badly.
He couldn't let Tang San die here, at least not before obtaining the soul bone. Two Soul Saint-level experts from the Spirit Hall attacked from the flank, instantly activating their Spirit True Forms. A giant fiery lion and a chilling python roared and pounced towards Ye Feng.
"Two Soul Saints?" Huo Wu, who was observing from the shadows, exclaimed and was about to rush out.
"Don't move." Shui Bing'er pulled her back, her gaze chillingly calm. "Look at the captain's feet."
Huo Wu looked down and saw that the ground where Ye Feng stood was now covered with fine metallic threads. These threads were almost invisible in the moonlight, but as Ye Feng moved, they were gradually weaving into a giant spider web.
"Warlock Skill: Six-Star Light Prison"
Ye Feng was not only a mechanic. He suddenly pulled the hidden clasp below the umbrella handle with his left hand, and the threads instantly tightened.
Before the Soul Saint, who had transformed into a giant python, could react, he was tightly bound by countless threads of black cursed soul power. No matter how much he struggled, the threads tightened even more, even seeping into his Martial Soul True Body.
"In this circle, soul power level is no longer the only criterion for judgment." Ye Feng stood in the center of the magic circle, his tone indifferent.
"Who is making a racket in my backyard?"
A chilling, angry shout came from the depths of the poison array. A figure in emerald green broke through the air and arrived—it was Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
He was in a terrible mood. His precious herb garden had been broken into, and the two juniors fighting at the gate, one with a hidden weapon and the other with a firearm, had left the edge of his herb field in a mess.
"Senior Dugu, since you're here, why not watch this good show together?" Ye Feng didn't even turn around. The Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand transformed again, turning into a slender magic staff.
Dugu Bo originally planned to end the battle with a single move, "Frozen Time," but when he saw the umbrella in Ye Feng's hand, he froze on the spot.
"How could the scent on your umbrella... contain the venom of the Azure Phosphorous Serpent King?"
"Not only is it poisonous, but it also has an antidote." Ye Feng casually tossed a jade bottle to Dugu Bo. "Senior, you experience severe pain in your ribs on rainy days, and at midnight, cold energy seeps into your marrow from your Baihui acupoint. This bottle will allow you to sleep well tonight."
Dugu Bo took the jade bottle, and after just one sniff, his expression changed drastically. This young man had actually seen through the poison backlash that had plagued him for years!
"Who are you?" Dugu Bo's killing intent dissipated by more than half.
"Someone who can save your life, and also make your Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and the Spirit Hall suffer a setback." Ye Feng pointed to Salas and Tang San not far away.
"If you want to live, don't come any closer."
Ye Feng ignored the attacks from Salas and the others. With a flash, using the impact of "Mountain Collapse Strike," he shot like a cannonball into the center of the valley behind Dugu Bo.
There, the spring water is divided in two. One half is milky white, and the other half is fiery red.
"The Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire." Ye Feng looked at this legendary miracle and took a deep breath. The violent energy in the air instantly made his meridians feel a sharp pain.
For ordinary Soul Masters, this place is a death trap. But for Ye Feng, who possesses the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella, an all-around constructive Martial Soul, this place is the best "processing plant".
He untied the bundle on his back and took out the "skull of wisdom condensed by spirit".
"Tang San, you've always thought this is your lucky break?" Ye Feng shouted at Tang San, who had chased him to the edge of the cliff. "Then watch closely how I deal with it."
Ye Feng actually threw that ten-thousand-year-old soul bone directly at the boundary between the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Wells!
"No!" Tang San let out a shrill scream and lunged forward almost recklessly.
As the soul bone fell, it was hit by a soul power bullet that Ye Feng fired precisely.
Click.
The soul bone did not shatter; instead, a layer of strange black runes appeared on its surface.
"Fighter Skill: Sand Throw!"
Ye Feng casually flicked his wrist, and a large amount of metallic powder covered the area above the spring.
As Tang San fell, he grabbed the soul bone, but the instant he touched it, an energy of alternating extreme cold and heat rushed into his body through the soul bone.
"I cracked this bone with my soul power; now it's just an energy pump." Ye Feng stood by the spring, coldly looking down at Tang San struggling in the water. "It will absorb all the ice and fire energy here and then pour it into your meridians. Tang San, didn't you boast about possessing the Mysterious Heaven Skill? Try refining this god-level energy and see if you can."
Tang San roared in agony. This energy was far beyond what he could withstand in his current state. His skin turned white one moment and red the next, and he looked like he was about to explode and die.
"Save him!" Seeing this, Salas had no choice but to risk his life and jump into the spring to save Tang San. After all, Tang San was a key pawn in their plan to deal with Ye Feng.
"Sect Leader Ning, you've had enough of the show, it's time to get to work."
Ye Feng suddenly shouted towards the empty space behind him.
Two powerful auras descended instantly. Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin fell from the clouds.
"Young friend Ye Feng, your 'borrowing a knife to kill' and 'luring the snake out of its hole' tactics have truly broadened my horizons," Ning Fengzhi sighed. Tonight, he had personally witnessed how Ye Feng had manipulated Tang San and the Spirit Hall with ease.
"Uncle Jian, it seems that Bishop Salas wants to keep the Soul Bone for himself, which is against the rules," Ning Fengzhi said calmly.
Without saying a word, Sword Douluo unleashed his Seven Kill Sword Intent instantly.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin!"
Countless sword energies transformed into a cage, surrounding Salas and Tang San, who had just crawled out of the spring and were half-dead.
"Salas, you dare to ambush a contestant on the territory of Tiandou City? Do you think the Pope's sword is harder than mine?" Chen Xin's voice was as cold as ice.
While Ning Fengzhi and the Spirit Hall were arguing, Ye Feng had already quietly walked up to Dugu Bo's side.
"Senior, let's discuss a business deal." Ye Feng's Thousand Chance Umbrella transformed into a small scalpel, and he skillfully picked several immortal herbs by the spring.
Dugu Bo was about to lash out, but Ye Feng stopped him with a single sentence.
"I can completely cure your granddaughter Dugu Yan's poison without destroying her soul power. The condition is that I will take over the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well from today onwards. You will be the security guard here."
Dugu Bo's eyes widened: "What did you call me? Security guard?"
"Or you could call me 'Chief Security Advisor'," Ye Feng shrugged. "Look, if the Spirit Hall dares to break in today, they'll dare to rob us tomorrow. Only if I set up a modern trap defense system here can your herb garden be saved."
Dugu Bo glanced at Salas, who was being suppressed by Sword Douluo and unable to lift his head, and then looked at Ye Feng, who seemed confident. He gritted his teeth.
"Deal! But if you can't save Yan Yan, I'll drag you down to hell even if it means self-destruction!"
All of this was observed by three girls hiding in the shadows.
They witnessed how Ye Feng schemed against Tang San, how he threatened the Spirit Hall, and how he subdued a Title Douluo with just a few words.
That intense, even somewhat bloodthirsty allure made Zhu Zhuqing's eyes gleam with an unusual light. She finally understood that Ye Feng's "domination of the battlefield" was not about crushing opponents with superior soul power, but about comprehensive control over everything from the psychological aspect to the environment.
"This is the power I seek." Zhu Zhuqing stepped out of the shadows and knelt down behind Ye Feng.
Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er also came out. The arrogance on their faces was gone, replaced by a deep sense of awe and deference.
Ye Feng turned around, the moonlight shining on his fair profile. In his hand he held the wisdom skull, which had absorbed the energy of ice and fire and become even more dazzling.
"Although Tang San is not dead, his meridians are damaged, and he will probably never catch up with me in this lifetime."
He walked up to Ning Rongrong and handed her the soul bone that had become even more violent.
"Now, this bone has been upgraded. Rongrong, do you dare to sit in it for three days? If you can endure it, you will be the first support-type Soul Master in the Douluo Continent to possess 'Ice and Fire Eyes'."
Ning Rongrong took the scalding hot yet icy bone, her eyes no longer filled with fear, but only with madness.
"What does death matter as long as I can keep up with you?"
Ye Feng laughed, a wild and unrestrained laugh.
"Very good. In the upcoming finals, we will make all the elders of the Spirit Hall kneel on the ground and beg for mercy."
The night in the Sunset Forest is still young, but the landscape has been completely rewritten tonight.
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