Separate Treasure Hunting

Watching the ten-thousand-zhang black dragon, its scales scorched black and its breath fading, a cold gleam flashed in Qing Huan's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his finger.

A streak of crimson-gold divine fire shot forth, carrying a terrifying aura that could incinerate all things, and in an instant landed on the black dragon's massive body—

It was one of the Ten Great Innate Divine Fires of the Primordial Wilderness, and also the Six Ding Divine Fire born alongside his own true form?!

The divine fire ignited upon contact, leaping into ten-thousand-zhang flames.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Deep Abyssal Sea transformed into a churning sea of crimson-gold fire. The seawater boiled and evaporated, and even space itself twisted from the heat.

"Aang—!"

A dragon's roar, filled with utter despair and agony, pierced the clouds. The dying black dragon thrashed and struggled wildly within the boundless sea of flames. Its dragon scales peeled off inch by inch, its flesh charred and melted away in the divine fire. The scene was one of sheer brutality. Even its remnant soul was completely annihilated under the blazing inferno—body and spirit wiped from existence!

This sight caused East Prince's pupils to contract slightly.

He narrowed his eyes, carefully studying Qing Huan's back.

Back when Qing Huan had undergone his Transformation, East Prince had been present, yet he had never been able to see through his true origins.

Now, witnessing this pure and overbearing Innate Six Ding Divine Fire, East Prince's mind suddenly cleared:

"With such pure and domineering origin fire... this child's true form is likely a fire-attributed Ultimate Innate Spiritual Root?!"

A smug sense of having glimpsed the heavenly secrets quietly surfaced in his heart.

If Qing Huan were to learn of this "brilliant" speculation of his, he'd probably have to "praise" him for it.

Once the black dragon's massive remains had turned to nothing in the flames, Qing Huan lightly flicked his sleeve. An invisible suction force gathered the enormous dragon bones and the precious materials that had yet to burn up, all stowed away into his Sleeve Universe.

"Daoist Friend East Prince."

Qing Huan turned to face East Prince, who stood in the void with an unreadable expression, and said in a clear voice:

"Now that this matter is settled, how about we join forces to break through this Immortal Island Restriction?

We'll split whatever is found on the island equally. What do you think, Daoist Friend?"

Although Qing Huan had no idea what was actually on the island, he figured splitting it evenly with East Prince couldn't be a loss. After all, this would later become his celestial court. Penglai Immortal Island might be famous, but Qing Huan didn't think highly of it.

Besides, if Penglai truly held some heaven-defying treasure, East Prince wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state in his past life.

"Excellent!"

East Prince suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and answered in a deep voice.

Did he not want to claim the opportunity for himself?

But the Qing Huan before him had an aura as deep as an abyss, his methods unfathomably strange. That origin divine fire made East Prince deeply wary; he simply didn't have full confidence in driving him away.

"Everything shall be as you say, Daoist Friend."

With that, the two hesitated no longer and began gathering their Magic Power.

In an instant, Mysterious Light blazed brilliantly, and laws interwove!

Divine fire flickered faintly around Qing Huan's body, while a surge of pure qi shot into the sky above East Prince's head. Two overwhelming, unstoppable forces slammed violently into the Innate Grand Formation shrouding Penglai Immortal Island!

"Crack—!"

A crisp sound like shattering glass rang out. On the indestructible light barrier of the grand formation, a massive rift was finally torn open.

The two exchanged a glance. No words were needed. Their figures transformed into two streaks of startling light and vanished into the rift in an instant.

The moment they set foot on the immortal island, a dense, almost tangible wave of Innate Spiritual Qi rushed at them, refreshing the mind and soothing every limb and bone.

Qing Huan took a deep breath, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:

"Hiss... The spiritual qi here is so rich and pure, it even surpasses my Zhongnan Mountain Dao Field!"

Looking around, he saw mountain ranges stretching for tens of millions of li, with jagged peaks layered in green, cascading waterfalls, and flowing springs.

Among the forests, rare flowers and exotic grasses covered the ground. Precious birds and auspicious beasts appeared and disappeared. Many Spiritual Root Saplings, shimmering with Innate Treasure Light, were rooted in the earth's veins, full of vitality—an untouched, supreme blessed land!

"Hahahaha! Good! What a fine Penglai Immortal Island! Uniquely favored by heaven, with miraculous creation!"

East Prince laughed heartily, his heroic spirit soaring. Then he shifted his tone and looked at Qing Huan:

"Daoist Friend Qing Huan, this island is vast. Let fortune guide each of us to our own opportunities.

How about we split up to explore for now? When we've found something, we'll meet back here and discuss how to divide the spoils?"

At that moment, he felt a strong pull from heavenly fate, pointing toward a certain direction deep within the island. He only wanted to go alone as quickly as possible, afraid of losing even a fraction of the treasure.

"You speak wisely, Daoist Friend. Please, go ahead. We'll meet again later."

Qing Huan nodded slightly, seeing through East Prince's intentions as clearly as a fire.

But inwardly, he sneered:

"Those legendary Chaos Relic Treasures and Creation Saint Objects? Penglai Immortal Island definitely doesn't have any.

If there really were a Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler, Three Lights Divine Water, World-Purifying White Lotus, or fragments of the Jade Plate of Creation here, you wouldn't have ended up dead, your Dao extinguished, and your celestial court trampled flat in your past life, East Prince."

Watching East Prince's figure eagerly turn into a streak of light and disappear into the mountains, Qing Huan also composed himself, chose a direction, and began searching carefully.

His pockets currently empty, he urgently needed a few suitable innate spiritual treasures to bolster his collection...

Before long, Qing Huan stood atop a solitary peak, overlooking the entire island.

As his gaze swept across several distant, mist-wreathed peaks, his vision suddenly froze! Nestled between those peaks lay an immense Immortal Pool, its waters clear as jade, suffused with a dense aura of innate water-element energy.

And at the center of that Immortal Pool, a graceful Lotus Platform was breathing out Dao radiance!

The lotus had nine petals, with black and white hues slowly revolving, exuding a profound and abstruse law aura that intermingled yet remained distinctly separate—the Law of Yin and Yang?!

"This is...!"

Qing Huan's heart shook violently. With a flicker, he crossed space and appeared at the edge of the Immortal Pool.

Focusing his perception, he sensed the pure and pristine power of the Yin-Yang Origin emanating from the Lotus Platform, and the delight in his eyes deepened:

"A Yin-Yang Dao Lotus! So it's this treasure!"

Though only at the Nine-Petal stage, not yet reaching full completion, this was unquestionably a High-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, combining offense and defense with boundless wonders!

The Law of the Great Dao of Yin-Yang it contained was an exceptional match for his own origin—a match made in heaven!

"Tsk tsk, Penglai Immortal Island truly lives up to its reputation. It really does have some fine things!"

A satisfied curve lifted the corner of Qing Huan's mouth. Without further hesitation, he reached out and beckoned with his hand.

The Nine-Petal Yin-Yang Dao Lotus, as if sentient, transformed into a stream of light that spiraled into his palm, its radiance subdued and its demeanor docile.

Carefully sensing the vast power of the Yin-Yang law within the lotus, Qing Huan felt more than ever that this journey had been worthwhile.

After stowing away this unexpected boon, Qing Huan's gaze fell back upon the rippling, spiritually rich Innate Spiritual Spring.

This was a celestial essence, nourishing all things with endless uses. He flipped his hand and produced a Jade Purity Bottle, its body carved with a sun on one side and a moon on the other—the Sun Moon Bottle, capable of containing rivers and holding sun and moon alike.

Pointing the bottle's mouth at the spiritual spring, a suction force surged forth, drawing the clear spring water into the bottle as a trickling stream.

Once the world within the bottle had absorbed about half the spring's volume, Qing Huan withdrew the treasure.

Gazing at the still-abundant pool that remained, a playful smile tugged at his lips:

"Daoist Friend East Prince, this remaining half, I generously leave for you. I hope you will make good use of it."