Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 181 The King of Bronze and Fire (5K)

The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire suddenly fell into a deathly silence, making even the rustling of the herbs clearly audible.

Ye Guyi glanced at Mo Yuan, who was still sneering, and then at the slightly trembling Youxiang Qiluo Immortal beside her. Her eyes were thoughtful, as if she understood something.

The four immortal herbs appeared calm on the surface, but inside they were already churning with turbulent waves.

"Burning!" Fiery Apricot Blossom cursed, her voice trembling. "You all saw it, didn't you! He was looking at us with a cold smile, and he destroyed the Snow Swan Kiss! What did he mean by that?!"

"What else could it mean?" The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass said calmly, having given up struggling. "Isn't the result already obvious? He has already figured out that we secretly hoped he would be accidentally poisoned by the Snow Swan's Kiss."

"What should we do now? Will he use this against us?" the timid Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin said, her voice trembling with tears.

“What’s the use of crying? The important thing is to see what he’s going to do next,” said Qiluo Tulip.

Ice shards fell through his fingers. Mo Yuan withdrew his hand, the cold smile on his face disappearing. He had only done this to scare these immortal herbs; he had no other intention than to have some fun.

Without the obstruction of the snow-white swan's kiss, Mo Yuan strode out and came directly to the Acacia Heartbreak Red. With a casual wave of his hand, Shi Wujue under the flower floated this worldly treasure into the air.

Mo Yuan then went directly to Ye Guyi's side. The fragrant Qiluo Immortal Item beside her began to tremble incessantly with fear, as if Mo Yuan would freeze it into ice shards in the next second.

"So beautiful..." Ye Guyi exclaimed softly as she looked at the snow-white, yet crimson-tinged, acacia crimson floating in front of her.

"This flower is called the Love-Sick Heartbreak Red, known as the King of Flowers. In terms of rarity, even these four 100,000-year-old immortal herbs cannot compare to it."

Mo Yuan looked into Ye Guyi's captivating eyes and said, "This flower is no ordinary plant. It chooses its owner carefully and its picking method is quite different from other immortal herbs. When picking it, you must drip a drop of blood onto the petal and think of your beloved with utmost sincerity. If you are half-hearted, you will not be able to pick the flower even if you die from vomiting blood."

"One must think of one's beloved with utmost sincerity..." Ye Guyi murmured softly. She raised her head and stared intently at Mo Yuan, her pupils reflecting the image of the person before her.

Ye Guyi revealed a breathtakingly beautiful smile, and all the memories sealed deep in her mind surged forth, appearing before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

Mo Yuan was momentarily dazed, then a faint smile appeared on his face. The only person who had ever defeated him in his youth and even in his entire life undoubtedly left a deep mark on his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't think of Ye Guyi whenever he sees people or things related to angels or divine attributes.

With a slap, Ye Guyi pursed her red lips, and then a mouthful of bright red blood rained down on the petals of the Acacia Heartbreak Red.

A holy light gently emanated from this king of flowers, enveloping Ye Guyi's body.

It began to tremble slightly, then struggled upwards. The crimson that was originally on the petals disappeared, and the spilled blood began to stain the petals and stamens red like ink.

Compared to other medicinal herbs, it is so delicate, as if a strong wind would break its roots.

But the instant they broke free from Wu Jue Shi, all the plant-type soul beasts in the valley, including the four immortal herbs with a cultivation of 100,000 years—Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Herb, Bajiao Xuanbing Grass, Liehuo Xingjiao Shu, and Qiluo Tulip—closed their petals and slowly drooped.

It was as if subjects were bowing to their king.

Ye Guyi stretched out her hands and caught the slowly falling Acacia Heartbreak Red petals. Her smile remained unchanged, and her already rosy lips were stained with blood, making her even more radiant and beautiful.

"I did it..."

Mo Yuan smiled slightly, nodded, raised his right hand and reached out towards Ye Guyi's cheek, wanting to wipe away the blood remaining on her lips.

"deep."

Ye Guyi freed her hand and grasped Mo Yuan's outstretched right hand. Her beautiful eyes rippled like spring water, filled with undisguised, ardent, pure, and sincere love.

Mo Yuan understood immediately, a gentle smile appearing on his lips. He then lowered his head towards that bright and beautiful face, his black and golden hair coming together and intertwining tightly, inseparable.

Their breaths and emotions mingled, permeating their entire bodies. After a long while, Ye Guyi turned her head away, her face flushed and panting. The blood had disappeared, but her lips remained as red as ever.

Mo Yuan pursed his lips, his eyes filled with a smile, "Take it. Just pluck the petals and hold them in your mouth to refine it."

"Okay." Ye Guyi nodded, looking at the Acacia Heartbreak Red in her hand with a lingering expression, but she could tell what was important and without hesitation, she plucked the petals, put them in her mouth, and then sat cross-legged on the ground to circulate her soul power to refine the Acacia Heartbreak Red.

The petals, imbued with potent medicinal properties, melted like butter on the tip of Ye Gu Yi's tongue, transforming into a warm current that flowed down her throat and into her entire body.

Soon, all the petals of the Acacia Heartbreak Red were swallowed by Ye Guyi. A hazy red-gold halo emanated from her graceful body, making her already smooth, snow-white skin even more perfect, and her aura rose higher and higher.

Soon Ye Guyi closed her eyes and fell into deep meditation. Mo Yuan was not idle either. He continued to wander around for a while, collecting all the useful immortal herbs. Then, under the astonished and uncertain gazes of the four immortal herbs, he went straight to the shore of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

Mo Yuan calmly looked down at the clearly defined blue and red Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire at his feet, showing no reaction to the biting cold and scorching heat that rushed towards him.

"What's he up to now? Why is he staring at the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire?" Liehuo Xingjiaoshu seemed to realize something, her voice trembling with surprise, "Wait! Could it be that he knows..."

"Ah Jiao! Don't overthink it!" The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass interrupted the Fiery Apricot Beauty directly, its tone firm, yet it seemed to contain a sense of fear. "This person is strong, very mysterious, but there's absolutely no way they could know about that! Absolutely not! Unless..."

“Unless he has a connection with a deity, right?” Qiluo Tulip added to what the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass hadn’t finished saying. “We’ll soon find out if it’s as we suspect. There’s no point in worrying or being anxious now.”

After saying this, the four immortal herbs were filled with thoughts, and soon Mo Yuan, who had been standing still, suddenly moved.

Mo Yuan slowly squatted down. Under the gazes of the four immortal herbs, a mixture of fear and astonishment, he reached out and plunged his hand straight into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye in front of him, at the junction of the red and blue lake waters.

The instant he entered the water, extreme heat and extreme cold rushed into Mo Yuan's body through his palm. Under the repeated impact of the two extremes of ice and fire, excruciating pain enveloped his entire body like seawater.

"Humph……"

Under such intense pain, Mo Yuan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and frowned slightly, but that was all. Not to mention the excruciating pain of blood transfusion at level 70, even the agony at level 40 was far more painful than this.

Having adapted to the extreme cold and heat in his body, Mo Yuan closed his eyes and, using the lake water in his hand as a medium, released his immense spiritual power. The spiritual power spread and sank continuously in the lake water, heading towards the seemingly endless unknown world below.

"Bang!" Liehuo Xingjiao couldn't help but curse angrily at the unmoved Mo Yuan. "Are you kidding me? Is he really a human?! How come he didn't even react when he came into contact with the water of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?!"

“Ah Jiao, you’re wrong,” the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass said calmly. It wasn’t that it had anticipated this, but rather that it was completely helpless and had given up struggling. “It wasn’t that there was no reaction; he even frowned.”

Fiery Apricot and Delicate Vegetables: "..."

"Why did he put his hand into the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire? And why did he close his eyes now?" Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin asked, puzzled.

"Who knows?" said Qiluo Tulip. "Maybe he's just curious, or maybe it's for some other reason, but as long as it has nothing to do with those two, that's fine." Looking at Mo Yuan, who was squatting motionless by the lake with his eyes closed, Liehuo Xingjiaoshu, whose heart was filled with surprise, fear, worry and other emotions, suddenly had a bold idea.

“Ah Bing, Xiang Xiang, You You, look at him! He's sitting there with his eyes closed, completely still, and he's squatting right by the lake, so close to Ah Bing and me…” Lie Huoxing’s voice trembled slightly with fear, her tone calm yet brimming with barely concealed excitement, “Should we take this opportunity to…”

"Stop!" Tulip said firmly, having already figured out what Fiery Apricot was up to. "Let me tell you, you'd better not even think about it! Humans may be greedy and insatiable, but they are definitely not stupid creatures, especially those who can become strong."

“He dares to be completely unguarded right under our noses, which is absolutely not because he trusts us. I’m sure he has a backup plan to guard against us.”

"Yes, yes, let's just ignore him. He'll leave on his own after he gets the immortal herbs." The timid Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Recipe rejected the impulsive idea of ​​Liehuo Xingjiaoshu without even thinking.

"You guys!" Liehuo Xingjiaoshu said with exasperation, "You all said it yourselves, humans are insatiable creatures! How could you possibly know when to stop! Don't forget, apart from the Acacia Heartbreak Red, the four of us are the most valuable here!"

Upon hearing this, both the Curly Tulip and the Fragrant Curly Fairy fell silent, unsure of what to do. At this moment, the most composed of the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, who was opposite the Fiery Apricot, spoke up.

“I think Ah Jiao is right. We can’t just sit here and wait to die. No matter what decision we make, we’ll have to take a gamble in the end,” the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass continued. “Besides, I think that while human strongmen are not stupid, they are arrogant.”

"That's right, Xiangxiang, Youyou, don't hesitate! Make a decision quickly!" Liehuo Xingjiao said urgently, her irritable nature unable to bear the stifling and terrifying situation any longer.

After a moment of silence, Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin and Qiluo Tulip sighed helplessly, nodded silently, and said nothing.

Anyway, neither of them are good at fighting, so they don't need to take action. Even if something really happens, as long as Mo Yuan doesn't get angry, he can extricate himself from the situation.

"Let's not delay, Bing, let's get started!" Liehuo Xingjiao said, her voice brimming with excitement.

The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass nodded, and the two remained silent for a few breaths, observing whether Mo Yuan showed any signs of opening his eyes. However, Mo Yuan still did not make any move.

Seeing this, the Fiery Apricot Blossom was overjoyed. After exchanging another glance with the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass to confirm that everything was ready, it suddenly let out a loud shout.
"Do it!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, endless crimson energy erupted from the small body of the fiery apricot tree like a volcanic eruption, shooting straight into the sky.

Those air currents were ethereal and unpredictable, resembling flames, radiating terrifying high temperatures, leaving behind a strong smell of charcoal wherever they passed, and distorting the surrounding space, making it undeniably terrifying.

A crimson aura swirled above the red lake, instantly solidifying into a long red spear wreathed in raging flames.

The attack was already in place and had great momentum, but Mo Yuan still didn't make the slightest move. Seeing this, Lie Huoxing couldn't help but laugh.

Humans are humans. No matter how powerful a Soul Master is, they can still be injured by an attack that is far weaker than their own. As long as the person in front of me is human, he will definitely be severely injured if he is attacked by me under such circumstances!
Thinking of this, the Fiery Apricot Blossom was so overwhelmed with excitement and joy that she didn't notice that the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass on the other side was merely gathering its power, seemingly aggressive but showing no intention of actually attacking.

With a loud laugh, Liehuo Xingjiaoshu unleashed her red spear, followed closely by raging flames. The void distorted, the lake water surged, and countless herbs turned into ashes, engulfing them in the even hotter water.

The spear moved incredibly fast, covering half of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in the blink of an eye, and was only one meter away from Mo Yuan. Now, even if Mo Yuan noticed the attack and retreated, there was no time to react. Victory was within reach.

Seeing this, the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass no longer hesitated and unleashed its power once more. The extreme cold storm, carrying snowflakes as sharp as blades, transformed into a tornado that raged across the blue lake.

As long as the Fiery Apricot Vegetables are obtained, it will follow without hesitation.

Time seemed to have been paused by the gods, but in the next second, time began to flow again.

"boom!!!"

A deafening explosion rang out on the shore of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, and the visible sound waves spread out like ripples, carrying flames powerful enough to incinerate everything and sweeping in all directions.

"We won!! No matter how strong he is, he absolutely cannot resist after taking this attack from me!!" Fiery Apricot shouted excitedly, the gloom that had been pressing down on her head for so long was finally dispelled, making her want to dance.

Seeing that the viscous, lava-like flames had completely enveloped the area on the shore, yet there was still no other movement, the Tulip and Fragrant Fairy Vegetables assumed that the Fiery Almond Vegetables had probably succeeded, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass also prepared to follow immediately. A storm of ice surged, condensing dozens of ice crystal arrows, which were aimed at Ye Guyi, who was sitting cross-legged next to the Fragrant Silk Fairy Item and meditating with his eyes closed.

However, just as it was about to make its move, the excited laughter of the Fiery Apricot Fairy abruptly stopped, replaced by a trembling murmur of surprise and doubt.
"Wait, how did I lose control of these flames? Impossible... impossible... no! Not only these flames, but I can't even sense the extremely dense fire elemental energy around me!"

Noticing the unusual behavior of the Fiery Apricot Vegetable, the Fragrant Fairy and the Fairy Tulip inquired with concern, and the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass temporarily stopped its attack.

"Ah Jiao, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean by losing control of the flame? Isn't the flame still burning?"

"Gillian, calm down, don't rush, speak slowly."

The fiery apricot plant stared intently at the raging flames leaping and spitting out tongues of fire on the shore, its heart already churning with turmoil. It trembled as it tried to explain, but all the other three immortal herbs heard were the increasingly clear sounds of firecrackers.

The already raging flames became even more violent, their color changing from crimson to a deep, blood-red hue, and the temperature rose accordingly, causing the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass to mobilize its cold energy to protect other parts of the body.

As the sounds of air blasts and firecrackers grew clearer, the hearts of the four immortal herbs sank uncontrollably. All these unusual changes pointed to an extremely ominous possibility.

Finally, just as the flames reached their peak, the biggest change occurred.

An invisible pressure erupted from the center of the flames, instantly enveloping every corner of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye from top to bottom. The four 100,000-year-old immortal herbs let out muffled groans of unbearable pressure and collapsed to the ground, both because of this pressure and because of the omnipresent majesty that was more submissive than any god.

Pain, fear, and disbelief filled the four immortal herbs, making them somewhat dazed, yet the sounds of the wind and firecrackers around them grew ever clearer.

Suddenly, they all heard a different voice, a voice that was cold, indifferent, and extremely majestic, as if it were chanting some ancient scripture.

At first, they couldn't understand it at all, not even a little bit, like mortals trying to comprehend the language of gods. But at a certain moment, they seemed to understand.

They realized that it wasn't an ancient scripture, but a self-introduction—a very special one.

“My name is King of Bronze and Fire. I have been to the mountain of fire, where the ocean of bronze melted and forged the name of God.”

A majestic yet cold voice echoed in the minds of the four immortal herbs, and then they suddenly saw a different color appear in the blood-red flames.

The flames split to the sides, bowing their proud heads as if subjects were paying homage to an emperor.

Mo Yuan strode out, his black trench coat billowing in the heat. His face was expressionless, but his ancient, stern, profound, and noble golden eyes gleamed with the coldness unique to a monarch.

He is the master of fire, the king of bronze.

(End of this chapter)