Peach Blossom Island

In the middle of the boundless sea, floats a mysterious and enchanting island.

From afar, it resembles a pink gem set on blue silk, breathtakingly beautiful.

This island is named "Peach Blossom Island" because it is covered with peach trees. Every spring, the peach blossoms bloom in profusion, and the pink and white blossoms, like clouds and rosy clouds, gently envelop most of the island.

Stepping onto Peach Blossom Island is like entering a dreamlike realm.

The winding path meanders through the peach grove, with petals falling in the wind and carpeting the road, as if laying a romantic carpet for visitors.

Deep within the island lies a tranquil lake.

The lake surface shimmered like a giant mirror, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, and the surrounding Taoyuan Mountain.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small piece of land, like a green boat floating on the water.

On land, a tall and Life Divine Tree stands proudly.

Its branches and leaves are lush, and its trunk shimmers with a strange light, as if it contains infinite vitality.

At the foot of the sacred tree, there is a spring with crystal-clear water that glows with a faint golden light. This is the legendary and incomparably precious Water of Life.

It is said that drinking the Water of Life can not only cure diseases, but also prolong life and even have the miraculous effect of reviving the dead.

At this moment, a diverse crowd has gathered on the beach Peach Blossom Island.

There were agile human cultivators, dressed in robes representing their respective sects or families, wielding halberds, their eyes revealing determination and longing.

There were winged Elves, graceful and ethereal, their wings shimmering with brilliant colors in the sunlight... and there were also enormous Giants, their steps heavy, each one seemingly causing the earth to tremble.

These creatures from different races all share the same goal—to cross the sea and land on the island to compete for the Water of Life.

The waves crashed against the shore, making a deafening roar, as if setting the stage for the upcoming battle.

In the center of the crowd, dozens of Human Race prodigies gathered together, all looking at the young man in a blue robe.

"Senior Brother Lin Dong, our eldest brother led a group of people to Jade Gate Peak to compete for that Immortal Emperor level inheritance, and left this place to us."

We hope that Senior Brother Lin Dong can lead us to defeat these experts from various races, seize the Life Spring water, and bring blessings to our Human Race!

The young man in the blue robe had a solemn expression, but he nodded firmly.

"Fellow junior brothers and sisters, this time we must unite as one and fight together to save the city. We must not let people of other races get their hands on the Water of Life."

I'm putting this out there: if anyone dares to disobey orders, act without authorization, or violate our collective interests, I, Lin Dong, will be the first to object!

"I hope you will abide by this and prioritize the interests of the Human Race!"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Lin, we're from the province!"

We will not let you down! We will seize the Water of Life and take it with us!

"Good!"

"Tch! Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue in the wind!"

You mere few dozen people dare to speak so arrogantly, wanting to take the Water of Life? Have you even asked me Hu Lie?

Do you think the Tiger Clan would agree?

Brothers, do you agree or not?

A young man with a tiger's head and a human body mocked the group, then turned to the Tiger Clan disciples beside him and Wen Dao loudly.

"I disagree! The Water of Life is ours, and our Tiger Clan is determined to have it. Anyone who dares to contest it with us will have their life taken!"

"Hahaha, that's what makes my Tiger Clan men so spirited!"

A Treant Race several meters tall looked at these tiger-headed people and revealed a strange smile.

He then said, "Gentlemen, your lively discussion is getting me all excited."

But you must remember one thing: that fountain of life belongs to us!

Seeing that the people around him were looking at him with a kind of infatuation or even anger, he added another word.

"It's our Treant Race."

What, you don't believe me?

Still not convinced?

Use your stupid brains and think about it: where does the Water of Life come from?

From the Life Divine Tree!

What is the Life Divine Tree? It's a tree!

Aren't they our Tree People race?

The Tree of Life, if traced back, is our ancestor; what belongs to our ancestor is also what belongs to us.

How dare you even make such a serious suggestion? Aren't you ashamed?"

Let me reiterate this solemnly: this Water of Life belongs to us. Those of you who know what's good for you should do what you're supposed to do and not get in our way. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite.

"Damn it, is this tree still asleep?"

You dare say that the Water of Life belongs to you? Damn it, this is a rare and precious treasure, a gift from heaven.

We value those with virtue and ability, and you, a nobody, dare to spout nonsense here with your eyes wide open.

"If you dare utter another word, I'll beat you into 250 pieces."

A tall, burly man with a tiger-like head immediately started yelling, his saliva spurting three feet away.

"Hahahaha, ridiculous, truly ridiculous, you old tree, when did you become so shameless?"

How dare you say the Tree of Life belongs to you?

I tell you all, listen carefully, the Water of Life belongs to our Elf Race.

This is a sacred tree cultivated by our Elf Race ancestors, but it was accidentally lost during a war.

Now we are taking our clan's most precious treasure back to the capital. Everyone, please cooperate. It will be too late to cry if anything happens then.

Mu Shan glanced at the Elves, his eyes glowing with a ghostly green light. The light transformed into two flames, which he then fiercely unleashed upon the Elf Race.

"You bastard, how dare you spout nonsense here! I'll kill you!"

Whoosh!

Two arrows shot out swiftly, obliterating the two balls of flame that Mu Shan had shot out. Then, two more long arrows shot out swiftly, aiming straight for the tree-man's eyes.

"Which bastard ambushed me? Shameless! If you've got the guts, fight me head-on!"

Mu Shan wielded a long branch, entangled the two arrows that were shot at him.

At that moment, the tree roots and branches behind him wove into a vine-like net, aiming to imprison the Elves in the direction from which the arrow had been shot, and then slowly torture it.

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

Several arrows shot towards the tree-man from an unknown direction. Although its branches danced wildly, deflecting many arrows, some of the stray arrows still pierced its body.

The tree-man let out a scream, and then green sap splattered all over its body. The tree-man collapsed to the ground with a thud, pulling out the arrows that had shot into its body one by one, and then healing itself.

The tree-men around Mu Shan were also furious and searched everywhere for someone to use underhanded tactics to harm him.

The other members of the tribe watched this scene with leisure, playing the role of bystanders, but the moment for real struggle had not yet arrived.

But they knew that a bloody battle awaited them.