The Treasures of Three Immortals Island, There Are Too Many!

Although the Dragon Soul Wood was a Middle Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the power of its self-destruction was by no means insignificant!

Yet Taichu, intent on slaying the two, chose not to evade but to endure the blast head-on!

It wasn't that Taichu was overconfident; after all, his physical body had already reached the early stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, giving him some capacity to withstand it.

As the spiritual treasure detonated, Hun Kun Old Ancestor and Limitless Old Ancestor immediately chose to flee!

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Taichu bellowed, swinging the Primordial Chaos Measuring Heaven Ruler. With one strike, Ruler Span Horizon!

Two anguished cries rang out as the pair desperately fled into the distance.

"Damn it!"

Taichu spat viciously, glaring at the direction they had escaped.

"Next time I meet those two, I'll beat them to death!"

Enduring the self-destruction of a Middle Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure was no easy feat for Taichu either!

Looking at the wounds left by the explosion on his body, Taichu shook his head with a bitter smile.

"My cultivation is still too low. I need to train quickly—otherwise, how can I guard the Primordial Continent for Big Brother?"

With that, he turned to look back. On the surface of the Eastern Sea, three immortal islands now stood!

Arranged in a triangular formation, the topmost was Penglai Immortal Island, flanked by Fangzhang Island and Yingzhou Island!

These were none other than the renowned Three Immortals Island!

Even Taichu was awestruck by the sight before him—this was truly a blessed land of immortals!

The spiritual energy on the islands was over ten times denser than that of the Primordial Continent. Towering ancient trees stretched skyward, and everywhere were ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi, exotic flowers, rare herbs, and ginseng scattered across the ground!

Entering the island, Taichu formed hand seals to set up a formation and began to explore.

He first entered Penglai Island. The moment he stepped inside, Taichu was utterly stunned!

A colossal ancient tree soared into the clouds, radiating ripples of profound rhythm!

"This... this is a Chaos Spiritual Root, the Enlightenment Tea Tree! How is this possible?!" Taichu exclaimed in shock!

The Enlightenment Tea Tree had the power to aid enlightenment. If one drank Enlightenment Tea and cultivated beneath this tree, their progress would advance a thousand miles in a single day, achieving twice the result with half the effort!

As Taichu stood in shock, a flash of white light caught his eye. Following its source, he was nearly dumbfounded!

Beside the Enlightenment Tea Tree lay a pond. At its center floated a white lotus pedestal—a twelve-grade White Lotus, suspended above the water!

And that wasn't all. The water in the pond was extraordinary—it was the number one divine water of the Primordial Continent: the Three Lights Divine Water!

The Three Lights Divine Water consisted of Sunlight Divine Water, Moonlight Divine Water, and Starlight Divine Water!

Separately, each was the deadliest poison in the world, capable of harming even the Primordial Spirit. Combined, however, they formed the ultimate healing elixir, able to revive the dead and regrow flesh and bone!

At this moment, Taichu's face bloomed like a flower!

"It seems my fortune is truly deep!"

As he spoke, his gaze returned to the White Lotus.

He and Pangu had sprung from the same root. In theory, the Chaos Green Lotus was also his mother!

Meeting this White Lotus now, he felt a natural closeness. If he could gather all the lotus pedestals, he wondered if he could restore the Chaos Green Lotus!

With that thought, Taichu quickly pulled out the Chaos Pearl!

The Chaos Pearl was still dim and lifeless.

Carefully, he placed the Chaos Pearl into the pond water to nurture it.

After making a full circuit of Penglai Immortal Island, he found no other treasures.

Taichu then made his way to Fangzhang Island!

"Since both are among the Three Immortals Islands, and Penglai had so many treasures, Fangzhang shouldn't be too shabby either!"

With that in mind, Taichu began to look around.

Fangzhang Island was slightly smaller than Penglai. Walking through it, Taichu scrutinized every corner but found no treasures at all!

"That can't be right! Both are immortal islands—how could Fangzhang have nothing?" Taichu muttered to himself as he extended his divine sense to search carefully!

Still, nothing was found.

"Forget it! Since these three islands are already mine, there's no rush. I'll refine them first!"

In truth, Fangzhang Island did have treasures—they were merely hidden by formations. Once Taichu refined the island, he would know every treasure within at a single thought.

The refinement took a full thousand years. Afterward, Taichu set up a defensive formation and a concealment formation over the islands.

Admiring his handiwork, Taichu nodded in satisfaction.

"With so many heavenly materials and earthly treasures integrated, the defensive power of this island-protecting formation is now such that anyone below the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm couldn't even detect it, let alone break it. This will do for now. I'll redo it when my cultivation improves."

With everything done, Taichu flew back to the Enlightenment Tea Tree.

And began his secluded cultivation.

Meanwhile, on the northern polar lands, two figures fled in utter disarray!

"That junior just now—was he really Pangu's second brother?" Hun Kun said in terror.

"More or less," the Limitless Old Ancestor said indifferently.

"What the hell!"

Hun Kun Old Ancestor raised his hand to strike the Limitless Old Ancestor, only to find that one of his arms had already been cleanly severed by the Primordial Chaos Measuring Heaven Ruler!

Hun Kun Old Ancestor asked again, "Since you recognized him, why didn't you say so earlier? You had to wait until we got beaten black and blue to mention it, right?"

The Limitless Old Ancestor was about to say "More or less," but caught the icy glare from Hun Kun Old Ancestor and swallowed the words, not daring to make a sound.

As they spoke, the two limped back to their own Daoist Temple.

On Jade Capital Mountain!

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes.

By now, Hongjun's Dao Injury had fully healed. With the help of the Creation Jade Disc fragments, his cultivation had surged, and he had vaguely touched the threshold of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Middle Stage.

Among the lower-ranked Chaos Gods who had attained the Dao through Cricket Zen, Hongjun was the most inconspicuous.

By riding the Great Creation Calamity, he had escaped into the Primordial World. So in this life, he vowed to become a man above men—no, to be precise, a cricket above crickets!

Seeing that his cultivation had vaguely reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal Middle Stage, he felt he was back in the game.

"To dominate the Primordial World, I must have enough spiritual treasures. Therefore, I must gather sufficient treasures!" Hongjun muttered to himself.

"Whenever I think of spiritual treasures, I think of that Taichu—utterly detestable! If not for that Taichu back then, I could have harvested many treasures!"

As Hongjun thought this, anger welled up again. But looking at his current cultivation, he smiled in satisfaction.

With that, he took a step and arrived once more at the center of the Primordial World.

It wasn't that Hongjun had some obsession with treasures; after all, at the same cultivation level, a fine spiritual treasure was enough to keep him undefeated.

In other words, at the same level, whoever had the better spiritual treasure would not lose and would survive.

That was true in the Chaos World, and naturally, the same held in the Primordial World.

Hongjun wandered around until he came outside Pangu Hall. A million li from Pangu Hall, he could advance no further. Pangu's pressure pressed down, making Hongjun's bones creak audibly.

"Damn it!" Hongjun cursed under his breath.

"I can clearly sense a heavy treasure ahead, yet I can't move an inch further—truly infuriating!"

Hongjun shot a vicious glare at Pangu Hall, then retreated beyond the pressure range.

"Pangu Hall, is it? Fine. This Old Ancestor will remember this!"

With a cold snort, he turned and left.