138: Chapter 138: The Ice and Fire Dragon King Resurrects

Lu Jing's roar, fueled by the source power of the World-Destroying Black Lotus and infused with the divinity of destruction and an unyielding will, was like ice water thrown into boiling oil, or like a key suddenly turning the lock on a forbidden gate that had been sealed for eternity.

"Rumble—!!!"

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, which had been flowing steadily and maintaining a strange balance under the pressure of the terrifying heavenly tribulation, suddenly began to tremble violently!

The distinct red and white spring water was no longer calm; instead, it began to swirl madly, using the center of the spring as its axis!

The speed increased rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a massive vortex with a diameter of over a hundred meters formed!

Half of the vortex was crimson like flame, churning with a terrifying high temperature capable of instantly vaporizing metal.

The other half was ice-blue like marrow, emitting an extreme chill capable of freezing the soul.

These two extreme forces clashed and merged within the vortex. Far from annihilating each other, they generated an even more ancient and grand resonance and... an awakening!

"Hum—!!!"

Two beams of light, one red and one blue, whose vastness and majesty defied description, shot up from the depths of the vortex, breaking through the spring water like ancient totem pillars supporting heaven and earth!

The light beams were not blinding, yet they carried a sense of vicissitude and sorrow accumulated over endless ages. They instantly pierced through the pitch-black tribulation clouds above that were gathering the final heavenly punishment, causing the clouds to churn violently and flicker erratically!

Immediately after, two dragon roars—full of wildness, dominance, unyielding will, and endless sorrow, as if they could shatter stars and bring down the sun and moon—erupted from within the beams of light!

"Roar—!!!"

"Ang—!!!"

As the dragon roars sounded, the world lost its color! Above the Sunset Forest, the pitch-black tribulation clouds and terrifying light spots, which represented the fury of the Heavenly Dao and the intent to obliterate the Snow Empress, fluctuated and trembled violently under the impact of these two roars, as if they had encountered an impact of will at the same or even a higher level!

The entire Sunset Forest, and even the space further afield, groaned under the weight of these dragon roars. The earth cracked, mountains shook, as if the apocalypse had arrived!

Everyone—including Lu Jing and Wang Donger on the distant hillside; Qian Renxue, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Clan Leader Yu Yuanzhen at the edge of the forest; and even Dugu Bo, who was hidden in the shadows and stunned by this turn of events—widened their eyes in shock.

Under their incredulous gazes, two phantoms, so massive they blotted out the sky, slowly manifested and rose from within the red and blue light beams!

On the left was a giant dragon covered in crimson rhombic crystal armor, as if constructed from flowing lava and undying divine fire.

Its body was a thousand meters long, and every scale was like a burning red crystal, flowing with golden lava veins, emitting a terrifying high temperature capable of burning the sky and boiling the seas, purifying all things.

Its dragon head was majestic and ferocious, its pair of dragon eyes like two small, blazing suns, containing endless heat and violence. Its body was wrapped in never-extinguishing crimson-gold flames, and wherever it passed, space was scorched and distorted.

On the right was an ice-blue giant dragon, equally massive but crystal clear, as if carved from ten-thousand-year profound ice and eternal cold marrow!

Its scales were hexagonal ice crystals, refracting cold and magnificent light, emitting an absolute chill capable of freezing time and space, and sealing the soul.

Its dragon eyes were like two of the purest blue stars, cold and deep, as if they could see through the ice of eternity.

Endless ice crystals, snowflakes, and biting cold winds drifted around it, rapidly freezing and solidifying everything they touched.

Although these two giant dragon phantoms were not fully solidified and carried the illusory and ethereal quality characteristic of a remnant soul, the pressure they emitted was like a tangible tsunami, instantly sweeping across the entire world!

It was the terrifying majesty belonging to the ancient Spirit Beast Kings, originating from the deepest part of the bloodline and transcending ordinary living beings!

It was the peerless majesty of those who once stood at the pinnacle of the Divine Realm, overlooking all living things; even after falling for ages, their remaining will was still enough to make heaven and earth tremble and all Spirits prostrate!

The strength of this pressure even caused the black hole and light spots in the sky, which represented the will of the heavenly punishment, to shake violently, their light flickering erratically as if encountering suppression and challenge from a higher order of existence!

"This... is this... a dragon? A real... dragon?!" In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School camp, Bone Douluo Gu Rong's voice was dry, carrying an undisguised tremor.

His Bone Dragon Spirit was already a top-tier dragon-type Spirit, but facing these two phantoms, he felt his own Spirit trembling and wailing. It was an absolute crushing force originating from the source of life hierarchy and bloodline!

"The Dragon Clan!" Sword Douluo Chen Xin gripped his Seven Kill Sword tightly, his knuckles turning white. He also felt that unparalleled sense of oppression; this had already exceeded his cognitive range of power.

This was definitely not an existence that should belong to the mortal world! Could it be a divine beast?

Ning Fengzhi's face was pale, and the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand dimmed slightly. He stared at the two dragon shadows that stood between heaven and earth, his mind blank.

Why would such legendary existences fall here and turn into this wondrous spring?

And why, on this day, would they manifest because of the angry roar of a youth?

Clan Leader Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan felt the most direct and complex emotions.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit within his body was, at this moment, like a descendant meeting an ancestor, throbbing and submitting frantically. It was almost uncontrollably breaking out of his body to prostrate itself before those two phantoms!

He suppressed the anomaly of his Spirit with all his might, his heart churning with monstrous waves. This was the true dragon! Compared to him, a successor possessing thin dragon blood, it was the difference between clouds and mud!

Qian Renxue's angel wings behind her retracted slightly, her brilliant golden eyes filled with unprecedented solemnity and shock.

She inherited the Angel Divinity and had a keen perception of divinity. She could clearly feel that the divine status contained within the two giant dragon phantoms was unimaginably high, even... stronger than the angel bloodline she had inherited!

Porcupinefish Douluo was already drenched in cold sweat. Under that dragon might, he felt like a duckweed in a storm, ready to capsize at any moment.

Above the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the Snow Empress, who was kneeling on one knee on the cold spring vortex, her aura fading and teetering on the edge, now also struggled to lift her head. Her beautiful ice-blue eyes looked toward the two giant dragon phantoms, as massive as mountains, that were standing between her and the terrifying heavenly punishment.

On her stunning face, the look of shock was no less than anyone else's.

As a Spirit Beast, and a top-tier fierce beast approaching seven hundred thousand years, her perception of the dragon race, especially the aura of these ancient dragon kings, was even more profound. That resonance originating from the source of the bloodline was the glory of the Spirit Beast ancestors!

She struggled, wanting to stand up to pay respects to these two legendary existences. But her severely injured body, coupled with the remaining terrifying pressure of the heavenly punishment, made her feel powerless.

Seeming to sense the Snow Empress's movements, the crimson Fire Dragon phantom slightly turned its lava dragon head, which was like a mountain, and its burning dragon eyes seemed to glance at the Snow Empress.

There were no words, but a gentle and powerful force quietly supported the Snow Empress, preventing her from falling.