Seeking an Old Friend on Penglai Island! East King Duke, Candle Dragon Return!
Penglai Immortal Island.
The former foundation of the Immortal Court, the East King Duke Dao Field of the Eastern King Duke, the Head of Male Immortals.
Since the Immortal-Demon War, when the East King Duke self-destructed and the Immortal Court was destroyed, this first immortal island overseas has become a land without a master.
After several Eon of change, this place has become lively again.
Countless Rogue cultivator from the Primordial Wilderness, whose origins cannot be traced and who cannot join the Human Sect.
They all regarded this place as a paradise, and flocked to occupy the Cave Abode and establish their Dao Field.
For a time, Penglai Immortal Island was shrouded in ethereal mist, with countless streams of light crisscrossing across it, and it regained some of its former prosperity.
When Zhou Ming, along with Di Jun, Taiyi, and a group of Demon Saint, silently descended upon the sky above Penglai Immortal Island.
Both Di Jun and Taiyi had complex expressions on their faces.
This land beneath their feet carries too much hatred and memory for them.
The brutal Immortal-Demon War seems to have unfolded right before my eyes.
The fall of Taiyi.
The self-destruction of the Candle Dragon.
And... East King Duke's final, frantic roar.
Every single event is etched in my memory.
"Saint, we've come here... because..."
Di Jun's voice was somewhat hoarse.
He had a vague idea of what was going on, but he couldn't quite believe it.
Zhou Ming did not answer him.
His Divine Sense had already enveloped the entire Penglai Immortal Island.
The traces of countless Rogue cultivator on the island were nowhere to be hidden from his eyes.
He quickly found the person he was looking for.
"Found it."
A playful smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"That's interesting."
"Having been reborn as Human Clan, and after achieving success in cultivation, he actually returned to his Lair."
"The other one didn't go far either."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.
Di Jun and the others quickly followed.
The next moment, they appeared before a Cave Abode shrouded in ethereal mist.
Inside the Cave Abode, a middle-aged Daoist priest dressed in a simple Daoist robe, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom, was meditating cross-legged.
He seemed to sense something, suddenly opened his eyes, stepped out of the Cave Abode, and looked warily at Zhou Ming and his group.
"What brings you fellow Daoists to my humble Cave Abode?"
His gaze was mainly fixed on Zhou Ming, who was in the lead.
He could sense that this group of powerful individuals were all subtly led by this seemingly ordinary man in blue robes.
Zhou Ming looked at him and a smile appeared on his face.
"Dong Hua?"
The middle-aged Daoist priest was none other than Dong Hua.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know me?"
A hint of doubt flashed in Dong Hua's eyes.
He was certain that he had never seen this group of people before.
When Di Jun and Taiyi heard this name, their bodies stiffened abruptly.
Dong Hua!
This name is so similar to that of the East King Duke!
Looking at the middle-aged man's face again, although it had changed somewhat, his demeanor was exactly the same as that of the East King Duke in my memory!
Zhou Ming ignored the emotional fluctuations of the people behind him, and only looked at Dong Hua and Zhuzhao in front of him.
"East King Duke, why aren't you awake yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ming flicked his finger.
A beam of Mystic Light instantly entered Dong Hua's brow.
Boom!
Dong Hua's body trembled violently, and his eyes instantly became empty.
The Lord of the Immortal Court, the Head of Male Immortals, fought for supremacy against the Demon Clan. In the end, unwilling to accept his fate, he self-destructed, taking Fuxi with him in death...
Memories of his past life, like the sharpest knife, pierced his soul.
"Ah--!"
A painful roar echoed across the entire mountaintop.
After a long while, Dong Hua finally calmed down.
He looked at Zhou Ming in front of him, then at Di Jun, Taiyi and the others beside him, and a bitter smile that was more like a grimace appeared on his face.
He understood.
Everything became clear.
He bowed deeply to Zhou Ming.
"The East King Duke... pays respects to the Saint."
"Thank you, Saint, for giving me a second chance at life."
His voice was filled with complexity and loneliness.
Zhou Ming ignored him and instead turned his gaze to another part of the immortal island.
There, it was an inconspicuous rocky Cave Abode near the sea.
"There's one more."
Zhou Ming's figure blurred, and he appeared in front of the Cave Abode.
Inside the Cave Abode, a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor and an ancient face sensed the movement and stepped out.
Taiyi was also shocked the moment he saw the middle-aged man.
"Candle Dragon!"
This old dragon dragged him into the abyss of death!
Zhou Ming didn't give them time to reminisce. He pointed out the same point, awakening Candle Dragon's memories.
After regaining his memories, Candle Dragon's reaction was much calmer than East King Duke's.
He simply sighed deeply and bowed to Zhou Ming.
"Old Dragon Candle Dragon pays respects to the Saint."
Thus, the two top-tier Great Powers who had perished in the Immortal-Demon War have both returned.
The atmosphere in the room became incredibly eerie.
The East King Duke and the Candle Dragon stood together.
Opposite them were Di Jun, Taiyi, and a group of Demon Saint.
Former mortal enemies meet again.
There was no tense standoff as I had imagined, nor any angry roars.
Some are just a kind of confusion and emotion about surviving the disaster.
So what if we fight to the death?
So what if you die from a self-destruction?
In the end, it was East King Duke who broke the silence first.
He glanced at Di Jun and Taiyi, then suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.
"I never imagined we'd meet again."
"I, the East King Duke, have spent my life scheming, considering myself the Head of Male Immortals, but I am nothing more than a pawn in the hands of Saint!"
"Even on his deathbed, he was thinking of dragging Fuxi down with him and making things difficult for the Saint... Looking back now, how naive he was!"
Di Jun's expression was complicated. He snorted coldly but remained silent.
Taiyi, however, stared intently at Candle Dragon.
"You old fool, you've got some clever schemes up your sleeve, dragging me down with you to die."
Upon hearing this, Candle Dragon merely glanced at him indifferently.
"Same to you."
"If it weren't for your Demon Clan's aggressive tactics, why would I have had to take that step?"
Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, Di Jun shouted a reprimand.
"Taiyi!"
Taiyi snorted coldly, but ultimately said nothing.
Di Jun stepped forward and bowed slightly to East King Duke and Candle Dragon.
"Fellow Daoists, the past is but a fleeting dream."
"We are all fortunate to have been given a second chance at life thanks to the Saint's rebirth."
Let bygones be bygones.
Having died once, the grudges from the past life seem to become less important.
East King Duke and Candle Dragon exchanged a glance, both seeing the relief in each other's eyes.
yes.
We've all died once, and we've all been utterly defeated by the Saint's schemes.
What else is there to be upset about?
He then gave a carefree laugh.
"Good!"
"Fellow Daoist is right. You've already died once, what is there left for you to be unable to let go of?"
From this day forward, there will be no more grudges between us.
Zhou Ming looked at the scene before him and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
This is the result he wanted.
Now that everyone has arrived.
"Then let's go."
"Once we find East King Duke's former subordinates, we'll return to the Wu Clan."
He turned around, ready to leave.
East King Duke, Candle Dragon, Di Jun, Taiyi...
These Great Powers who once stirred up the Primordial Wilderness world now silently followed behind him.
Zhou Ming led the group, took a step, and their figures disappeared into the East Sea.