Chapter 146: Shuanglonghui, the Mandarin Duck Pot with Ten Thousand Years Left
Following the route of that year, it flew directly into the valley where the two-colored pot bottoms were located.

The faint smell of sulfur and ice and fire in the air makes people feel shocked and intoxicated.

Taking a quick look at the herbs that were still growing, I found that a lot of them had grown to completion in just five years. This was really fast.

If there were no oppression from the dragon soul, it would probably take only a few years for it to develop intelligence and begin to actively fight for nutrients for cultivation.

According to Dou Er's situation, since they were able to cultivate to that level, the dragon souls here must have dissipated by then. So the situation in this area might not be because of the dragon souls, but because of the bodies.

"Sorry, old green man, I will try to preserve the ecology here."

After saying that, he took the Human Emperor Banner and the domain unfolded.

In an instant it reached a depth of ten thousand feet, and the skeletons of two dragons that were still wrestling with each other even though they were dead were easily found, right below the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire.

Under the guidance, the sleeping dragon soul woke up.

Feeling the extremely attractive fluctuations, the two dragons looked at each other and flew up together.

In the center of the dragon soul is a bead representing each person's soul.

They left the water and stared at the smiling Feng Xuan, and then discovered that the attraction came from the cloth hanging on the pole in his hand.

“Has he ever come into contact with the Dragon God’s aura? How come he even has the aura of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon Clan?” The other party’s figure was reflected in the Fire Dragon King’s red eyes.

"No, it's not complete."

"In any case, as a human being, he actually has the aura of so many powerful soul beasts on him. He is definitely not an enemy."

"Are you going in?"

"Let's go together."

The two dragons continued to communicate with each other using their remaining mental strength, and their words were very brief.

After all, they have fallen for tens of thousands of years, and their dragon souls are too weak. They can only think so little, and being able to resist the temptation to talk is already their limit.

Feng Xuan tilted his head and looked at the two circling dragon souls. Are these two really Dragon Kings? They look so stupid. It seems that even Gu Yuena’s identity doesn’t need to be mentioned and they will take the initiative to enter the banner.

Not long after, they flew into the banner one after another.

There was no movement in the Yuanyang Pot due to their departure, so the guess was correct. This place really had nothing to do with the Dragon Soul.

As the two flew into the banner, the powerful souls with opposite attributes almost burst the entire world inside the banner. The illusory part even showed signs of cracking. Except for the land created by the last refining of the earth veins, there were vibrations everywhere.

It seemed as if this land had suppressed the riot.

There were also some cracks on the Human Emperor Banner, and except for the corner with the ochre-colored village mark, the rest was broken.

And there were actually marks all over the pole.

Feng Xuan couldn't help but take a breath.

"That was a close call! Even now that I have become a Titled Douluo, my spirit almost didn't hold on."

"If I had found the Dragon Soul back then, I'm afraid my martial soul would have exploded completely after entering the banner, and I would have been useless. Being weak has its advantages, too. I was too impulsive back then."

Feng Xuan couldn't determine their specific strengths. Their martial spirits had not yet become divine weapons, so they had no way of sensing such god-level existences.

However, the refining process can actually be done, but the speed is incredibly slow. It will take at least several years.

It is hundreds of times slower than refining the peerless Douluo fighting spirit. It is really extraordinary.

After collecting the two of them, Feng Xuan closed his eyes again and threw the War Soul into the Double-boiled Pot. He would take the divine soul bone ten thousand feet below.

It was taken out, and the other bones were not moved. As the two soul bones with the majestic elemental power were brought up, the mandarin duck pot was affected, and seemed to fade a little.

The Fire Dragon King is the torso, and the Water Dragon King is the head.

Looking at the shining soul bone, Feng Xuan and Dugu Bo both held their breath.

"Is this the reason for the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire?" The green old man asked softly without any greedy thoughts.

He just couldn't imagine that such a special environment was actually caused by soul bones.

Only Feng Xuan could see the dragon souls before, but Dugu Bo could not see them, so he did not know that these two were actually god-level soul bones. He just thought they were of the hundred thousand or several hundred thousand year level.

Feng Xuan did not hide anything from him and told him what he knew.

"Buried here are the corpses of the two dragon kings, Ice and Fire. They are both powerful beings in legends. This is the soul bone of the dragon king!"

The Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire rely on the power of the remaining bones below and the flesh and blood of the two fused in the pool water to maintain its power for another ten thousand years, but it is inevitable that its power will weaken and dissipate in the end.

The soul bone is equivalent to the eye of the formation, which can provide a steady supply of energy. This is the basis for ensuring that this place can continue to exist.

"As I said before, these are all yours. You're welcome."

Feng Xuan nodded, put it in a lead box, and stuffed it into the storage soul guide.

There is no rush to refine it now. With the Fighting Soul Legion here, I am no longer keen on improving my strength. Anyway, I have made preparations, and becoming a god in the future is a foregone conclusion.

"I'm sorry that you suffered such a big loss this time. How many soul bones are you and Duguyan short of, old green man? Come and pick them, and I'll fill them up right away!"

Dugu Bo waved his hand and tried to reject the soul guide that had been handed to him, "No need, Yanyan and I have received such a great favor from you, how can we..."

Seeing this, Feng Xuan casually took out nearly a hundred soul bones stored in it and piled them together, looking extremely dazzling.

His eyes widened. He didn't care about the one that was given away, but how could he not have any thoughts about the one that the other party sent to him and placed in front of him?

But he still stiffened his neck and said angrily, "What do you mean?!"

He flatly refused, saying that since the promise had already been made, he would not ask for any unmentioned compensation, as a matter of principle.

"I'll just give you these thirty dollars as a gift. You've made great contributions to Spirit Hall and me. This little bit is just a drop in the bucket compared to what you've given me."

"I am a layman, this is all I can give."

As he spoke, Feng Xuan stretched out his hand and classified all those that were more than ten thousand years old together, put them in an empty storage soul guide ring, and handed it to the green old man.

Qian Daoliu was very clear about the batch of soul bones he left behind, but he did not ask about it.

Dugu Bo was silent. After taking it, he took out eight soul bones corresponding to the positions he and his granddaughter were missing, and threw the soul guide back.

"That's all."

Feng Xuan chuckled and said, "The broken window effect has come." There is too much that you don't want, but if I tell you how much you should give at the beginning, you will subconsciously regard it as the bottom line.

After taking a look at the inside of the soul guide, he only picked out the medium-quality ones. He was really not greedy at all.

I told Dugu Bo how long this precious land could exist, but the old man Green naturally didn't care. I won't live to see that time, so why bother about the time.

The two of them left talking and laughing. As for the immortal herbs that were about to mature, Feng Xuan had no thoughts and did not mention them.

After finishing the work, the next step is to travel around the continent, starting from the north.

After bidding farewell to his old friend once again, Feng Xuan set off to continue heading north.

(End of this chapter)