What, Three Immortal Islands

"Agreed!"

Queen Mother of the West nodded.

She also felt that the opportunity in the East Sea was related to her.

The two then set off for the East Sea.

However, the journey from Western Kunlun to the East Sea was long, taking at least ten years.

Moreover, they did not know the specific location of the Three Immortal Islands, and could only grope their way by sensing them, so it was still unknown when they would find them.

"Divine Son, this is a newly emerged immortal island. There is a stone tablet on the island inscribed with the words 'Yingzhou Island'!"

"This should be the name of the immortal island."

"Before you arrived, we did not dare to enter the island."

"The other two immortal islands have been found and have not fully emerged yet. After we explore this island, it will not be too late to search for the other two!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches approached Hongyun and reported one after another.

"Yes, everyone, follow me onto the island to search for treasures!"

Hongyun nodded.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches handled things properly.

Entrusting the Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea to them to guard did not disappoint.

Afterward, the group stepped onto Yingzhou Immortal Island.

The island was filled with countless rare treasures, immortal fruits, and spiritual herbs everywhere.

Naturally, there was no shortage of magical treasures.

A full three years.

It took them to completely scour Yingzhou Immortal Island.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches tallied their spoils; the rare treasures, immortal fruits, and spiritual herbs were innumerable.

Although there were no Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Roots, the Houtian Spiritual Roots and ordinary Innate Spiritual Roots could still help them improve their cultivation.

In terms of spiritual treasures, there were hundreds of Houtian Spiritual Treasures.

There were also dozens of Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Most of them were low-grade and mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

There were only three High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Innate Spiritual Treasures were rare after all, and having such a quantity was already not easy.

"Divine Son, this is all that was obtained from the island!"

Dijiang, the Ancestor Witch, presented all the spoils.

All these opportunities were revealed by Hongyun, and they dared not trespass without permission.

"Keep these for your cultivation. Distribute any excess to the Witch Clan brethren!"

Hongyun waved his hand.

He had no need for the rare treasures, immortal fruits, and spiritual herbs containing spiritual energy.

He still had ninety percent of the Netherworld Blood Sea to refine, and the sum of those treasures was less than one-tenth of the blood sea.

As for the spiritual treasures, the strongest was only a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, which he disdained.

Although the Witch Clan had strong physiques, not everyone could compare to Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Ordinary witches and minor witches had physiques that were mostly inferior to Innate Spiritual Treasures.

These spiritual treasures were left for them; even if used as bricks to smash people, they could increase combat power.

"Thank you, Divine Son!"

"The Witch Clan will forever remember the Divine Son's great kindness!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were moved to tears upon hearing this.

The Divine Son's kindness was as heavy as a mountain to them!

These treasures, all belonging to the Witch Clan, would at least improve their overall combat power.

Could such a Divine Son be someone sent by the Father God to protect the Witch Clan?

At this moment, their reverence for Hongyun reached a new peak.

The treasures on Yingzhou Immortal Island had all been plundered.

Now, only an empty shell remained, yet even so, it was still a blessed land.

Compared to the thirty-six grotto-heavens and seventy-two blessed lands of the Great Desolation, it was not inferior.

"Divine Son, what about the next immortal island?"

Dijiang, the Ancestor Witch, looked at Hongyun for instructions.

"Alright!"

Hongyun agreed.

The group then left the Yingzhou Immortal Island.

Previously, Yingzhou had appeared first, while the other two islands had not yet fully emerged.

Now, three years had passed, and the second immortal island had completely surfaced.

Dozens of days later, the group arrived before an immortal island.

"Fangzhang Immortal Island!"

"This is the second island to appear. The stone tablet is inscribed with the three characters 'Fangzhang Island'!"

Dijiang, the Ancestor Witch, said.

"Let's go find our opportunities!"

Hongyun nodded. It seemed that Penglai Immortal Island would be the last to appear.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

With their experience on Yingzhou, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were now familiar with the process.

They transformed into streaks of light and flew into Fangzhang Immortal Island.

Hongyun also wandered around the island, casually searching for treasures.

One day.

"Huh!"

Hongyun suddenly looked ahead, where a pool of water was shimmering with three-colored divine light.

He walked closer to examine it.

After a moment, his face broke into a smile.

"Three Lights Divine Water, it's actually Three Lights Divine Water!"

He confirmed that what was in the pool was indeed the legendary Three Lights Divine Water, capable of reviving the dead and regenerating flesh and bones.

And there was a whole pool of it.

The Three Lights Divine Water was formed by the condensation of starlight, moonlight, and sunlight. Each individual light was extremely poisonous, but when combined, it became the top healing medicine in the Great Desolation.

Even a Saint could be healed by it if injured.

For those at the Grand Unity or Quasi-Saint level, it was equivalent to having an extra life.

Hongyun waved his hand and collected the Three Lights Divine Water.

This trip had yielded significant gains.

Three years later.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had completely scoured Fangzhang Immortal Island.

"Divine Son, this is all that was obtained from Fangzhang Island!"

Dijiang, the Ancestor Witch, presented their haul.

Hongyun glanced at it; it was similar to what they had found on Yingzhou.

"Leave it for the Witch Clan!"

He said nonchalantly.

He disdained rare treasures, spiritual fruits, and spiritual roots.

As for Innate Spiritual Treasures that were not of Supreme Grade, he already possessed the Great Dao Treasure Gourd, so he naturally wouldn't care for them.

"Thank you, Divine Son!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were overjoyed and expressed their gratitude once more.

At this moment, Hongyun's status in their hearts grew even higher. They felt that they would gladly die for him without any regrets.

Next, it was time for the final island, Penglai.

The group had been in the East Sea for nearly ten years.

Hongyun estimated that the emergence of the Three Immortal Islands must have alerted Eastern Prince Gong and Queen Mother of the West.

This was their original opportunity.

After they finished scouring the last immortal island, those individuals would likely arrive as well.

At that time, seeing the bewildered expressions of Eastern Prince Gong and the others would be satisfying for him.

It was all because they had provoked him.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The group soon arrived at the last appearing Penglai Immortal Island.

With a command from Hongyun, the Twelve Ancestral Witches began their search once more.

Hongyun, meanwhile, strolled leisurely through the island.

If he saw any treasure that caught his eye, he would casually collect it.

However, months passed, and he hadn't found a single item to his satisfaction.

"Divine Son, we've found a great treasure!"

"That treasure is too massive, and its restrictions are too strong; we can't collect it!"

Dijiang and Houtu, two of the Ancestral Witches, found Hongyun and said urgently.

"Oh?"

Hongyun was curious; there was a treasure that even the Twelve Ancestral Witches couldn't handle.

"Let's go and take a look!"

He said.

"Divine Son, please follow us!"

Dijiang and Houtu led the way, with Hongyun following closely as they flew towards the treasure's location.

One day later.

The three arrived to find the other Ancestral Witches already gathered, looking up in awe.

Hongyun looked up as well.

A colossal ruler stood erect in the sky, seemingly supporting heaven and earth.

It emanated a vast aura, containing a halo of merit.

"What a huge ruler, could it be the Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler!"

Hongyun exclaimed in surprise.

The Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler, formed from a wisp of Mysterious Yellow energy, was an unparalleled offensive Houtian Merit Supreme Treasure.

Among Houtian Merit Supreme Treasures, there were two top-tier ones.

One was the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, invincible in defense, and the other was this Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler, unmatched in offense.

He observed the giant ruler closely, its restrictions swirling around it like engraved inscriptions.

"No wonder the Twelve Ancestral Witches were helpless!"

Without refining the restrictions, relying solely on physical strength, even an Ancestral Witch ten times stronger would struggle to move this sky-supporting giant ruler.

The Witch Clan had no Primordial Spirit; how could they refine it?

Hongyun immediately took action, releasing his divine sense to refine it.

Having cultivated the Nine Revolutions Primordial Technique, his Primordial Spirit was incomparably powerful.

In the Great Desolation, apart from the Saints, even the Three Pure Ones might not be his match.

Refining the restrictions was extremely fast.

He didn't use the Great Dao Cushion, and the progress was visible to the naked eye.

Three months later.

A surge of immense information flowed from the giant ruler.

"It truly is the Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler!"

The information confirmed it was the Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler.

Not only was it the top offensive treasure among Houtian Supreme Treasures, but it could also measure the vastness of the Great Desolation.

The Great Desolation was boundless; for this ruler to possess such an ability, it truly lived up to its name of "Measuring Heaven."

However, refining only part of the restrictions in just three months was not enough to activate it.

"You all continue searching for other treasures!"

Hongyun said to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

He estimated that complete refinement would still take time, and the Ancestral Witches staying here would be of no benefit.

"Yes, Divine Son!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches responded respectfully.

They then resumed their search of Penglai Immortal Island.

Hongyun, meanwhile, focused on refining here.

A year later, he finally managed to fully comprehend all the restrictions of the Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler.

Using the Great Dao Cushion to assist, his speed increased a hundredfold.

Even though he hadn't fully refined it, he could already control this ruler.

With the full refinement complete, I can unleash the full power of this Houtian offensive treasure.

"This trip has been incredibly fruitful!"

After putting away the Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler, Hongyun was extremely satisfied.

Three years later.

Hongyun reunited with the Twelve Ancestor Witches.

"Divine Son, we have completely scoured all treasures from Penglai Island!"

Dijiang, the Ancestor Witch, presented their findings.

Hongyun glanced at them and waved his hand, leaving the spoils for the Witch Clan.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were once again filled with gratitude.

Although the treasures from the Three Immortal Islands were not top-tier, they could equip the Witch Clan's warriors and increase their combat power by ten percent.

Ten percent might not seem like much, but for the most powerful race in the Great Desolation, it was a significant boost.

Furthermore, the Twelve Ancestor Witches used this opportunity to improve their cultivation, and their strength also increased considerably.

The opportunities originally meant for the Immortal Court had all fallen into the hands of the Witch Clan.

Of course, Hongyun's gains were the greatest.

The Three Lights Divine Water and the Primordial Sky Measuring Ruler were both supreme treasures of the Great Desolation.

"Divine Son, what shall we do with the Three Immortal Islands next?"

Dijiang, the Ancestor Witch, inquired again.

The three islands were top grotto-heavens and blessed lands.

However, they were too far from the Witch Clan, making it inconvenient to relocate.

Buzhou Mountain was far superior, yet abandoning the islands felt like a waste.

"Spread the news of the Three Immortal Islands throughout the Great Desolation, informing all the great powers of their exact locations!"

Hongyun's eyes gleamed as he devised a plan.

Expose the Three Immortal Islands!

This way, Eastern Prince Gong and Queen Mother of the West's plan to use them as a base to establish their dojos would surely fall through.

The consequence of provoking Hongyun would be to make them weep tears of regret.

"Yes, Divine Son!"

With Hongyun's plan set, the Twelve Ancestor Witches immediately carried it out.

Although the Three Immortal Islands were precious, they were nothing compared to the Divine Son's decree.

Meanwhile.

Eastern Prince Gong and Queen Mother of the West had already arrived at the East Sea, searching for the Three Immortal Islands by sensing their presence.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches returned to the Witch Clan and mobilized the entire clan to spread the message.

Years ago, the Three Immortal Islands in the East Sea had become famous throughout the Great Desolation.

Jieyin and Zhunti of the Western Lands, the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun, Dijun and Taiyi of the Solar Star, Nuwa and Fuxi of Phoenix Nest Mountain, Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple...

Countless great powers swarmed the East Sea seeking opportunities.

Little did they know that the Three Immortal Islands had already been emptied by Hongyun and the Ancestor Witches.

Yingzhou Immortal Island, East Sea.

"Haha, we've finally found the immortal island!"

Eastern Prince Gong and Queen Mother of the West spent years searching and finally found Yingzhou.

The two ascended the island to search for treasures.

Several months later.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!"

"All the treasures are gone, why is this happening?"

"Who exactly got here first and stole all the opportunities!"

Eastern Prince Gong roared.

The entire immortal island was completely empty.

He was dumbfounded.

Queen Mother of the West's expression was as dark as water.

Several days later, the two finally calmed their emotions.

"Brother Dao, I sense two more opportunities in the East Sea. Though this place has been taken, we may not return empty-handed!"

Said the Queen Mother of the West.

"Mm, I sense it too. Let's quickly go find the other two opportunities!"

Eastern Prince Gong nodded.

There was no other way; they could only hope the other two places still held promise.

Less than two years later, they found Fangzhang Immortal Island.

The two eagerly landed on the island to search for treasures.

Several months later.

The two were once again stunned into silence.

On Fangzhang Island, all the spiritual roots and herbs had been cleared out, leaving nothing behind.

"Who the hell did this, stealing my opportunity again!"

"If I knew who it was, I'd tear them to shreds!"

"Ahhh... why is this happening?"

Eastern Prince Gong's face turned ashen with rage.

The great opportunity he had finally sensed, the immortal island he had traveled to the East Sea to find.

It was another empty shell.

How could he accept this?

"We must find this person and make them hand over the treasures, wishing they were dead!"

The Queen Mother of the West's face contorted with ferocity.

Now, only one last opportunity remained.

The two did not linger, heading straight for the final location.

However, both harbored an ominous premonition.

Could this last opportunity also be hopeless?

A year later.

The two finally arrived at Penglai Immortal Island.

Immortal energy swirled on the island.

Several years had passed since Hongyun and the Ancestor Witches left, and the island had already recovered slightly.

However...

After landing and searching carefully.

The two's faces turned frighteningly pale.

"Pfft!"

Eastern Prince Gong, about to roar, spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was so infuriated he vomited blood.

"My great opportunity, my Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea..."

His voice was desolate and haggard.

The opportunities in the East Sea were these three islands.