Douluo Continent: You become gods, I become immortals

Chapter 39 The Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King!

"Stop!" the old patriarch shouted sternly, his voice filled with endless exhaustion and fear.

Before he could finish speaking, the guard snorted coldly and stepped forward.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared beneath his feet, and four soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and purple—rose in succession. The dense soul power surged forth instantly, forcing the young clansman to retreat repeatedly, his face turning deathly pale.

Four-Ring Soul Sect!

The old patriarch slowly stood up and patted the dust off his knees.

He took one last deep look at the mansion that once belonged to the Li family but now completely shut them out, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes.

Let's go—

His voice was hoarse, as if all his strength had been drained.

"Leave Wuhun City and go far away."

The next morning, the sun rose.

A dilapidated convoy slowly drove out of the magnificent city gate of Wuhun City.

In the caravan, the old patriarch sat on the bumpy carriage, watching the Martial Soul City gradually recede into the distance behind him, and two lines of tears finally slid down his cheeks.

Deep within the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, time seems to have lost its meaning.

The Yin-Yang Creation Fire, like a layer of flowing liquid glass, adhered tightly to Zhang Qingxuan's body.

The flames were not extinguished by the surrounding violent ice and fire energy. Instead, like a greedy young beast, they continuously absorbed the extremely pure ice and fire energy around them, emitting a faint "sizzling" sound.

As the depth increases, the surrounding ice and fire energy becomes increasingly pure.

Within Zhang Qingxuan's body, the Yin-Yang diagram spun wildly, and the Green Leaf Sword emitted a series of clanging sword sounds. The restlessness of his martial spirit conveyed a clear signal—a grand feast was just around the corner.

"Even these two are so impatient, it seems the finish line is just around the corner."

After diving more than 100 meters, the view suddenly opened up.

A semi-transparent shield, woven from extreme ice and fire energies, stretched out in front, like a natural barrier, completely isolating the inner and outer worlds.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Qingxuan unleashed a surge of Creation Flame around him, and his entire body darted into it like a swimming fish.

Inside the protective shield, the magnificent scenery caused Zhang Qingxuan's pupils to shrink slightly.

This is not the cave you might imagine, but a magnificent underground plaza made up of countless ice-blue and crimson crystals!

The ground was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the distorted energy flow above.

In the center of the square, two enormous dragon skeletons, stretching as far as the eye could see, lay at rest, intertwined in an extremely bizarre posture, as if they had crossed the boundary between life and death.

Despite the passage of thousands of years, the remaining bones still exude a terrifying pressure that makes even the soul tremble.

Just by looking at them, one can sense the earth-shattering power these two had achieved in their lifetimes.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qingxuan's gaze passed over the dragon bone and locked onto the two primordial energies floating directly above the skull—one an ice soul like absolute zero, and the other a blazing sun flame that seemed to burn away all things. They were the ultimate condensation of the laws of ice and fire.

Just as Zhang Qingxuan lifted his foot to step out and was about to touch the source, a sudden change occurred!

The energy in the entire Ice and Fire Plaza surged wildly, converging madly along the two dragon skeletons.

Under the guidance of those two primordial forces, two illusory yet supremely sacred figures slowly coalesced into form.

The woman in red on the left is surrounded by blazing flames, her eyes sparkling with the power to incinerate everything; the woman in blue on the right exudes a chilling aura, her hair flowing with a rhythm that seems to freeze time and space.

The two slowly opened their eyes in mid-air, their gazes sharp as lightning, instantly locking onto the intruder.

"After all these years—finally someone has come." The Ice Dragon King's voice was ethereal and distant, carrying a sigh of relief.

"Yes, since the secret realm was created, you are the first person to discover and successfully reach the core," the Fire Dragon King replied, his tone revealing undisguised satisfaction.

The next second, the voices of the two dragon kings overlapped, carrying the unique and unquestionable majesty of gods: "Humans, we are the first-level gods, the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King."

"Are you willing to accept our legacy?"

If it were anyone else, even the strongest person on the continent, they would probably be so excited that they would be prostrating themselves in gratitude.

After all, the inheritance of a first-level god is a direct route to the realm of gods, a destination that many people cannot reach even after a lifetime of effort.

However, Zhang Qingxuan merely raised an eyebrow slightly, and then, amidst the expectant gazes of the two Dragon Kings, decisively shook his head.

"I don't want to."

The air froze instantly.

A clear look of astonishment flashed across the illusory faces of the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

They specifically emphasized his status as a "first-level god" and even used divine power to suppress him, but they still couldn't shake his will.

"Why?" The Fire Dragon King frowned slightly, his tone tinged with confusion and annoyance: "By obtaining our inheritance, you can ascend to the heavens in one step, saving countless years of arduous cultivation. This is an immense opportunity!"

Zhang Qingxuan's lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes as deep as the starry sea, staring directly at the two dragon souls, his words filled with absolute confidence.

"Because it's not necessary."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was firm and resounding: "Even without your charity, I, Zhang Qingxuan, will still be able to step into the Divine Realm in the future, and even—more than that."

He paused, his gaze sharp as if he saw through everything: "Besides, there's no such thing as a free lunch. If I'm not mistaken, this so-called inheritance must come with some kind of price, right?"

The two dragon kings fell silent.

They did not refute or get angry, because the moment Zhang Qingxuan stepped into the protective barrier, they had already seen through his true nature.

At less than twenty years old, he possessed the cultivation of a Soul Douluo and the spiritual power of the Spirit Abyss Realm, along with a Three-Life Martial Soul and two great spiritual treasures of heaven and earth—

Even possessing just one of these qualities is enough to be called the scorching sun that dominates an era.

This person, however, possessed all the miracles.

Such an existence will certainly not stop at being a first-level god in the future; it is not a pipe dream for them to reach the position of god-king.

Faced with such a genius with unlimited potential, coercion and bribery are clearly the most foolish methods.

"You want these two clumps of essence?" The Ice Dragon King composed himself and adopted a negotiating stance.

"Yes, I want it." Zhang Qingxuan admitted frankly, making no attempt to hide his greed.

"If you are willing to save the Soul Beast race and help them regain their glory, this Ice and Fire Origin, along with our lifelong accumulation of understanding of the laws, can be given to you." The Ice Dragon King offered his bargaining chip, his eyes gleaming with hope.

Faced with this incredible windfall, Zhang Qingxuan scoffed and shook his head again without hesitation.

"Then I don't want it."

"Why?" the Ice Dragon King asked urgently, his very soul trembling. "With your talent, your future achievements are limitless. Saving the soul beast race is just a small matter; what's wrong with that?"

"The current soul beast race is fragmented, with various clans fighting each other, making it a complete mess!" Zhang Qingxuan snorted coldly, his eyes sharp as knives.

"not to mention----

He paused, looking at the two dragon souls gradually dimming, and uttered those piercing words, one by one: "To be honest, I've always believed in one thing—I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates!"