Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

Before Sikong Zheng was a small, deep pit, plowed out by the Azure Phosphorous Serpent King with tremendous force during its frantic struggle.

He raised his right hand in the air, and instantly, several tree roots violently grabbed Dugu Bo and placed him in front of Sikong Zheng.

"Dugu Bo, you've lost."

Sikong Zheng, who had been arrogant during the battle, became calm and indifferent after the fight ended.

Dugu Bo hunched over slightly, breathing weakly, his emerald eyes staring indifferently at Sikong Zheng, without uttering a word.

However, compared to before, her blue eyes were noticeably dull and lifeless.

Sikong Zheng manipulated the Wood Release technique to tear open Dugu Bo's flesh and blood, creating a bloody hole in each of his four limbs. Tree roots pierced into his flesh and blood, absorbing the little soul power Dugu Bo had left.

Sikong Zheng did not completely drain Dugu Bo's soul power, but left a trace in his body. It was not that Sikong Zheng was being soft-hearted; his purpose in doing so was to prevent Dugu Bo from fainting from exhaustion.

After all, he still had some questions to ask Dugu Bo, and he couldn't let him die so meaninglessly.

"Next, I'll ask questions, and you'll answer. Understand?"

Sikong Zheng stared at Dugu Bo and said in an icy tone.

Dugu Bo remained hunched over, slightly out of breath, and ignored Sikong Zheng.

Upon seeing this, Sikong Zheng's eyes turned cold. He roughly grabbed Dugu Bo's hair, forcing him to look at him, and then said coldly:

"Dugu Bo, I'll only ask you once, where is the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well? Tell me now."

Upon hearing the words "Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye," Dugu Bo slightly roused himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and blurted out:

"How do you know about the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire? Where did you learn about it?"

Dugu Bo was extremely surprised. There was indeed a Yang Spring and a Han Spring in his secret place, but he only knew the names from the little monster.

What puzzled him even more was how this kid knew he possessed the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye? Could it be that the little monster Tang San told him? Did he know Tang San too?

Just as Dugu Bo was filled with doubt.

Suddenly, Sikong Zheng's right arm erupted with thunderous power, and purple-white lightning shot out in all directions, like an unparalleled thunder blade.

"It seems you've been ignoring what I said. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't realize your current situation."

Sikong Zheng's face darkened, and his thunder blade slashed down diagonally with lightning speed.

"Pfft~"

A flash of purple and white light disappeared in an instant, followed by an arm slamming to the ground. Sikong Zheng swiftly and decisively chopped off Dugu Bo's left arm at the shoulder.

"Uh..."

Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment before his arm was severed by Sikong Zheng, and the intense pain made him groan for the first time.

"You... if you want to kill me, then kill me. Why bother with all this whining? I have roamed the continent for decades and have never been afraid of death."

Dugu Bo's eyes were bloodshot, and he was extremely angry. He roared angrily at Sikong Zheng.

Seeing the murderous glint in Dugu Bo's eyes, Sikong Zheng met his gaze without flinching, lightly poking Dugu Bo's nose and coldly saying:

"I'll ask you one more time, where is the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire?"

Dugu Bo's face was contorted with rage as he gave a deep, cold laugh:

"Who do you think you are? A mere brat, daring to question an old man like me? Why should I tell you?"

Dugu Bo was also unruly and stubborn, a typical person who would respond better to gentle persuasion than force. If he didn't want to talk, even holding a knife to his throat wouldn't work.

Sikong Zheng's expression gradually grew impatient; he was helpless against such a troublemaker as Dugu Bo.

Suddenly, Sikong Zheng smiled sinisterly and said with a chuckle:

"Dugu Bo, you should have a granddaughter, right? I think her name is... Dugu Yan!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's body trembled, his waist and abdomen contracted and he said fiercely:

"You're threatening me? You dare lay a finger on Yan Yan and I'll kill you!"

Sikong Zheng composed himself and said calmly:

"If that's the case, then tell me quickly, and naturally your granddaughter won't be involved."

Sikong Zheng knew that only by threatening Dugu Yan would this stubborn man open his mouth.

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Sunset Forest.

Sikong Zheng sprinted through the forest, searching for the tall hill described by Dugu Bo.

After some haggling, Dugu Bo obtained a promise from Sikong Zheng that Dugu Yan would not be implicated.

Sikong Zheng then obtained the position of the Yin-Yang Eye. In any case, Sikong Zheng was just trying to scare him, so he definitely didn't lose out.

Of course, Sikong Zheng still killed Dugu Bo. The Evil God Hook cut through Dugu Bo's chest like tofu, swallowing his life without mercy.

After all, if he were the one to lose, falling into the hands of Poison Douluo, his fate would definitely not be good.

Before long, Sikong Zheng finally found the place described by Dugu Bo.

It was a tall hill about 500 meters high, surrounded by a dark green poisonous miasma that made it barren, and no soul beast dared to approach it rashly.

No wonder, as Sikong Zheng approached the hill, the number of soul beasts decreased.

Sikong Zheng frowned, but this was no problem for him. He gave a light shout:

"Domain of the God of Slaughter"

Instantly, a blood-red domain unfolded, and a dense killing intent materialized, as if Sikong Zheng had donned the cloak of a tailed beast, isolating him from the poisonous mist.

The moment the carnage began, Sikong Zheng's aura changed drastically, his blood-red eyes reflecting the blood-soaked capital.

At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the City of Slaughter, to the cold and ruthless King of Slaughter.

"Ah~, every time I unleash the God of Slaughter Domain, I feel incredibly satisfied, as if I'm being released."

Sikong Zheng tilted his head and raised his arms in rapture.

Without further hesitation, Sikong Zheng channeled his energy through his calves, bending slightly and arching his body.

Suddenly, immense force erupted from his calves, and Sikong Zheng transformed into a blur, leaping across the towering rocks.

Sometimes he manipulated the Wood Release technique as a secondary stepping stone, relentlessly heading towards the mountaintop.

Soon, Sikong Zheng arrived at the mountaintop. Before him was an inverted cone-shaped valley, and the mountaintop he stood on was the edge of this valley.

Thick, humid heat rose from the mountain valley, carrying a distinctive sulfurous smell.

Sikong Zheng arrived at the foot of the mountain valley, where a thick tree lifted him up and slowly led him down into the dark depths of the mountain.

Finally, the flowing moisture from the ground rushed towards him, and Sikong Zheng lightly leaped down and slowly walked forward.

The first thing you see is a hot spring.

The hot spring area is not large, but it is divided into two parts. In the circular pool, the hot spring water is blue-white and vermilion respectively, with the two clearly distinct.

Sikong Zheng showed no surprise, his lips slightly parted:

"The Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire".

Sikong Zheng stopped paying attention to the precious spring, quickened his pace, and rapidly explored the surrounding area.

Not long after.

"Alas, it was too late."

After exploring the area around the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, Sikong Zheng was greatly disappointed.

All the immortal herbs were dug up, leaving only some seedlings and poisonous plants, which were of no use to Sikong Zheng.

Looking at the mess of mud around him, Sikong Zheng was helpless. He had enough strength, but the peaches were gone.

Sikong Zheng sat cross-legged beside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, propping his head up with one hand, staring blankly at Yangquan and Hanquan, having made a wasted trip.

Suddenly, Sikong Zheng had a flash of inspiration and sprang up from the ground.

He began to dance and gesticulate wildly around the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, laughing as he walked, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes at the spring, like a complete fool.

"No, there's an even bigger treasure that Tang San didn't take."

Sikong Zheng steadied himself, his back ramrod straight, and looked proudly at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

"Domain of the God of Slaughter, Domain of the Evil God, Domain of the Divine Tree."

Three domains clung tightly to Sikong Zheng's body: a thin blood-red veil, a hazy black mist, one red eyeball and one black eyeball, and two layers of protective energy barriers.

The next second, Sikong Zheng suddenly leaped into the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. The protective barrier emitted a steaming sound, temporarily blocking out the intense heat and cold.

With Sikong Zheng's head facing downwards, the blue and red lights at the bottom of the spring shone brightly, like a natural Tai Chi array.

This is the core of the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. What if we absorb its energy?

Upon seeing this, Sikong Zheng immediately sat cross-legged and clenched his fingers. From the two holes, a continuous stream of energy flowed into his body through the divine tree's domain, forming a chaotic little vortex at the bottom of the spring.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire is rapidly drying up, as if its core has been removed, leading to its decline.

After an unknown period of time, Sikong Zheng stood steadily at the dried-up spring. Beneath his feet appeared a yin-yang symbol, one blue and one red, small and exquisite, spinning rapidly.

"Is this the realm of ice and fire?"