Tongtian Jianmu, Yinglong Lightly Unfastens Her Robes, Actively Offers Herself!

At the center of the immortal island.

East King Duke and Yinglong appeared, and the various great powers around had also gathered.

The ancient giant tree stood tall, its crown invisible, surrounded by pure green liquid essence that had gathered into a lake, radiating the ultimate wood law.

Some great powers had already begun using their magic to collect the wood spirit liquid.

Seeing this, East King Duke did not move. Instead, he gazed at the giant tree, divine light flickering in his eyes.

"If This Emperor is not mistaken, this ancient giant tree is a Chaos Spiritual Root, and moreover, one born during the World-Opening Tribulation—the Tongtian Jianmu!"

"The Tongtian Jianmu can support heaven and earth, evolve life force, and possesses boundless wonders."

"However, within it faintly permeates an evil aura, seemingly the presence of a Chaos Beast. But weren't all Chaos Beasts destroyed by Great God Pangu?"

East King Duke stroked the Tongtian Jianmu, various doubts rising in his heart.

During the World-Opening Tribulation, not only were the Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods born, but also various Chaos beings. These Chaos Beasts originated when Chaos first opened, and their killing ability was no less than that of ordinary Chaos Demon Gods.

Yet, it seemed that the Tongtian Jianmu still concealed a Chaos Beast.

As his words fell, the great powers present stepped back several paces, eyeing the giant tree warily.

In the depths of their perception, they too seemed to sense it.

"A bunch of cowards. This Emperor refuses to believe there is anything within the Tongtian Jianmu that can threaten me. Even if it were a Quasi-Saint Peak great power, I could still exchange a few moves!"

"Chaos Bell, guard my body. Go!"

Under Dijun's subtle signal, Eastern Emperor Taiyi offered up the Innate Supreme Treasure. True Sun Fire blazed around his body as he strode directly toward the Tongtian Jianmu.

Strangely, the moment his body touched the trunk, a vortex swallowed him whole, pulling him into the inner world of the Tongtian Jianmu.

"This place is indeed eerie!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi stared at the abyss of darkness before him. Endless black qi surged like a storm, sweeping toward him—so terrifying.

Sha Qi. Chaos Sha Qi!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi sensed danger. His form faltered as his divine sense failed him. He was plunged into darkness, utterly disoriented.

The surging Chaos Sha Qi was heart-stopping, soul-shaking.

Just then.

A blood-red eye suddenly emitted a chilling light. Before Eastern Emperor Taiyi could react, he was struck with violent force. His chest shattered, and he was sent flying backward.

"Roar, roar, roar..."

An earth-shaking howl echoed. The blood-red eyes locked onto Eastern Emperor Taiyi's gaze. He felt as if he had fallen into some kind of quagmire, his Primordial Spirit seemingly about to be torn away.

"Space-Time Gate, flee!"

Mustering the last of his magic, Eastern Emperor Taiyi used the Chaos Bell to open a Space-Time Gate. The Spacetime Law pulled him out of the inner world of the Tongtian Jianmu.

Boom!

Above the clouds, something seemed to fall, crashing into the earth and kicking up rolling dust.

"Pfft..."

"Big brother, don't go!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Eastern Emperor Taiyi's golden pupils dimmed as Dijun caught him in his arms. His brother's body was shattered, his Primordial Spirit already split apart.

His True Spirit seemed on the verge of collapse. If not for the Chaos Bell's protection, Eastern Emperor Taiyi would have fallen just now.

A physical body can be remade, but if the Primordial Spirit is annihilated, there is no recovery.

"No!"

Dijun let out a pained wail. The Eastern Emperor Taiyi in his arms had lost consciousness, and even his Innate Dao Body had dissipated, reverting to the original form of a Three-legged Golden Crow.

Its feathers were dull, its life force absent.

Since their birth, Eastern Emperor Taiyi had never suffered such severe injury. Even during the last Wuyao Grand Array, he had only expended a great deal of his origin.

But now, his life or death was unknown!

"Bai Ze, Ji Meng..."

"We return to the Sun Star. Help Taiyi recover from his injuries!"

Dijun channeled his magic, using True Sun Fire to protect Eastern Emperor Taiyi's heart meridian. He led the great powers of the Demon Race away, not even glancing back at the Tongtian Jianmu.

Something that could gravely wound Eastern Emperor Taiyi—such an anomaly was no longer something the Demon Race could handle.

The atmosphere was still. No one spoke.

A supreme opportunity was not worth one's life. Seeing Eastern Emperor Taiyi's miserable state, everyone present had no desire to repeat his mistake.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, return to Wuzhuang Temple with me. Obtaining the wood spirit liquid this time is already enough. There is no need for us to take risks!"

Zhen Yuanzi's expression was grave. He dared not overestimate himself.

If even Eastern Emperor Taiyi was no match, then he and Old Ancestor Hongyun would only be cannon fodder. Moreover, even if there were opportunities, with the Three Pure Ones and East King Duke present, they would not get them anyway.

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"Great Good!"

"That Tongtian Jianmu likely harbors a terrifying existence capable of devouring living beings' Primordial Spirits. For safety's sake, let's withdraw!"

The wind howls—time to scram!

After deliberation, Zhen Yuanzi and Old Ancestor Hongyun retreated.

At the same time, across the entire Fangzhang Island, aside from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the other Innate Great Powers scattered in all directions, seeking other opportunities.

"Junior Brother, though we cannot obtain the Tongtian Jianmu, this Fangzhang Island is filled with countless Ancient Giant Trees. While we still have time, let us excavate and transplant them to our Western World."

Jieyin offered up the Six Roots Pure Bamboo and began plundering alongside Zhunti.

Every Ancient Giant Tree was a Low-grade Innate Spiritual Root. Their quality might be lacking, but their quantity rivaled the stars and sand of the sea—they were fated for their Western World.

"This ground is so hard!"

"Legend says the Three Immortal Islands were formed from fragments of Chaos. Even with my boundless divine power, I cannot sweep a wide area; I can only dig slowly."

"Still, Fellow Daoist East King Duke is truly formidable. With a casual gesture, he can flip a thousand miles of earth and claim the Twelve-Petal Pure World White Lotus!"

Zhunti exclaimed in admiration.

His words carried no small measure of reverence for East King Duke.

"Fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones, do you intend to venture into the Tongtian Jianmu to explore?"

The corners of East King Duke's mouth lifted slightly as he looked at Old Master Taiqing, Yuanshi, and Tongtian. He had no objection to the Three Pure Ones entering the Tongtian Jianmu.

A Quasi-Saint Peak existence of such eerie nature was not something the three of them could handle.

"Naturally, we must go. Even if we cannot obtain the Tongtian Jianmu, I must understand all of this!"

"Yuanshi, Tongtian, unleash your Dao techniques, stand beneath the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Exquisite Pagoda, and shield yourselves with the Great Dao Merit Golden Wheel. We are not reckless fools like Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

At Old Master Taiqing's words, Yuanshi and Tongtian clenched their fists and summoned their respective spiritual treasures.

Before East King Duke's very eyes, the three stepped into the vortex and vanished from sight.

Tall and graceful, with a seductive countenance.

Yinglong exuded a thousand charms. Seeing the others depart, her jade-like hands, with nowhere to rest, began to wander over East King Duke, as if deliberately teasing him.

"Immortal Emperor, are you not afraid the Three Pure Ones will obtain a stroke of fortune?"

"If you can help This Emperor dissolve the Heavenly Dao Shackles, my strength can return to Late Quasi-Saint. With our combined combat power, dealing with that eerie existence lurking in the shadows will be effortless."

"Besides, This Emperor will even offer myself to you!"

Yinglong leaned gently against East King Duke's chest, her breath like orchid fragrance, her red lips slightly parted as she inhaled his rich masculine aura, sinking into self-indulgence.

For countless years, she had borne the heavy burden of the Dragon Clan's destiny. She had long wished to shed the Heavenly Dao Shackles and find a stable shoulder to lean on.

East King Duke was no ordinary man—domineering yet wise, he could become her Dao Companion.

But she still needed the man before her to help restore her strength before Yinglong could truly give her heart. Whether her Primordial Spirit or her body, both could belong to East King Duke.

"If I do not enter hell, who will?"

"Let us set aside the matter of fortune for now. Dragon Emperor, you are This Emperor's greatest gain on this journey. If I can cultivate the art alongside you, my Yin-Yang Law will advance further, reaching perfection!"

"With Quasi-Saint Peak combat power, that is enough to destroy our enemies!"

East King Duke lifted Yinglong's chin, then sealed her lips with his thick, powerful aura.

A gift delivered to his door—how could he refuse?

The grass-and-wood hero Xu Hanwen, the necromantic knight Ning Caichen!

East King Duke had no qualms about becoming a dragon knight, riding Yinglong into ecstasy and carving a new chapter in history.

Yinglong's face flushed crimson, and her crimson dragon armor began to fall away. She believed East King Duke had the ability to dissolve the Heavenly Dao Shackles, so she might as well display her allure in advance.

"Are you satisfied?"

Yinglong looked at East King Duke, her breathing heavy.

"This Emperor has no desire for others to covet what is mine!"

"As for satisfaction or not—we'll see later!"

Before Yinglong could display her surging waves, she was swept into East King Duke's arms and brought into the Chaos Bead, settling within that Middle Thousand World.

Here, East King Duke had named it the Yin-Yang Secret Realm, a sacred ground dedicated to his cultivation of the Great Dao Yin-Yang Art.

With the earth as a Jade Couch, the heavens as a blanket, and trickling streams cascading over Yinglong's body, the atmosphere stirred the heart with surging passion.

This was—a wild battle in the open!

"This Emperor will first dissolve your Heavenly Dao Shackles!"

"Then, I will enjoy the pleasures of cultivation with you!"

East King Duke spoke softly, his hands never pausing as he personally removed Yinglong's restraints.

Now, she was luscious and tempting, enough to steal one's soul!

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