Mount Fangzhang Immortal Island, Slashing the Dragon Clan with a Sword

The form East King Duke took was that of a young man, bearing a seventy-percent resemblance to his past life.

Standing about seven feet tall, he was exceptionally upright, clad in an Auspicious Cloud Crane-Patterned Plain Daoist Robe. Atop his head sat a Yin-Yang Ruyi Crown, and on his feet were Cloud Dragon Chaotian Boots. With sword-like brows and star-bright eyes, his entire being exuded an aura of supreme, pure Yang.

Dao Rhymes rippled around his Dao body, making him appear incomparably noble.

He was very satisfied with this image. After transmigrating for tens of thousands of years, he had finally achieved a Flawless Dao Body.

With a thought, the Three Flowers of Heaven, Earth, and Man manifested above his head. One of them, the Human Flower, was in full bloom, clearly indicating he had reached the early stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Having completed his transformation, East King Duke was still within the Innate Great Array. However, he was in no rush to break out. Instead, he impatiently beckoned, grasping the two spiritual treasures he had been coveting for tens of thousands of years.

Holding the supreme treasures, he smiled and immediately began to refine them.

Both treasures were extraordinary. The Pure Yang Sword was a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure containing forty-four Innate Restrictions, placing it among the finest of its kind.

The Chaos Bead was even more remarkable, reaching the "four-nine" limit of Primordial Desolation Innate Objects, possessing forty-nine Innate Restrictions.

Given the rank of these treasures, refining them was not a task that could be completed in a day or two. Furthermore, East King Duke's current cultivation at the early stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm was insufficient to fully refine them.

The Pure Yang Sword was easier; because its origin was compatible with his own, he spent only a hundred years refining forty of its Innate Restrictions, allowing him to wield over eighty percent of the treasure's power.

He stored the refined Pure Yang Sword within his Human Flower to nourish it, then turned his full attention to refining the Chaos Bead.

After another three thousand-plus years, East King Duke had refined half of this supreme treasure, reaching the limit of what he could currently manage. However, since the Chaos Bead was an auxiliary spiritual treasure, this level of refinement was sufficient for now.

Only then did he reveal a satisfied smile. At this point, these two treasures truly belonged to him.

After making some minor adjustments, he broke through the Innate Formation of his birthplace and appeared outside.

Beyond the array lay a fairy mountain, wreathed in clouds and mist, brimming with Innate Qi. He expanded his divine sense, his expression turning to one of shock, before he vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was standing beside a Spiritual Pond.

The pond, several yards in diameter, was filled with spiritual water emitting a faint golden, silver, and purple glow. Not only that, but the pond also nurtured three Innate Lotus Platforms: one with twelve petals, and two others with nine and seven petals respectively. All were surrounded by the Yin-Yang Two Qi, clearly marking them as Innate Objects.

"Three Lights Divine Water, Innate Lotus Platforms—what a great fortune!"

East King Duke was overjoyed. It seemed that his transmigration had altered his original destiny; he was truly blessed with great virtue. Not only was he born with supreme treasures, but such treasures were also waiting for him at his place of transformation.

The Three Lights Divine Water went without saying; it was famous as the Mother of All Waters. Sunlight, Moonlight, and Starlight Divine Water—when separated, they were weapons of slaughter, but combined, they formed the Creation Spiritual Fluid, the number one healing sacred medicine in the Primordial Desolation.

To have an entire pond of such a divine substance was truly a massive stroke of luck.

Then there were these three lotus platforms, which were equally rare. Innate Lotus Platform-type treasures could assist cultivators in attaining the Dao and were already incredibly scarce, let alone a twelve-grade lotus platform.

East King Duke reached out, drawing the lotus platform into his hand to examine it.

"Innate Yin-Yang Dao Lotus."

This lotus platform was a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure containing forty-two Innate Restrictions. It was not much inferior to the four Innate Lotus Platforms formed from the Chaos Green Lotus. Moreover, this Yin-Yang Dao Lotus contained the Dao of Creation Yin-Yang, making it perfectly suited for East King Duke.

After refining it and absorbing it into his primordial spirit, East King Duke now possessed one offensive and one defensive Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. Coupled with the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bead, his wealth was so immense that it was not at all inferior to Old Ancestor Minghe of the Sea of Blood, who was famous for his vast collection of treasures.

Beyond this lotus pond, there was another spot that caught East King Duke's attention. He hurried over to investigate and discovered it was a Dao Stele.

A probe of his divine sense, and he suddenly understood.

So it really is Mount Fangzhang Immortal Island.

It was destined by the heavens; he was indeed born in this very place.

The Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea—Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou—were formed from the Chaos Fragments that fell into the Primordial Desolation land when Pangu opened the heavens. They were filled with an abundance of Innate Spiritual Qi and were all protected by great arrays that could isolate Heavenly Secrets. They were top-tier Immortal Mountain Blessed Lands.

Being able to obtain such a dojo, East King Duke was naturally more than satisfied.

This Dao Stele was the core of the island. By refining it, Mount Fang Island officially belonged to him.

Deep in the East Sea, a group of several hundred Golden Immortal cultivators, led by three Primordial Unity Golden Immortal peak-stage members of the Dragon Clan, were rushing toward Mount Fang Island.

Ten thousand years ago, when East King Duke took human form and refined his treasures, it caused a violent surge of spiritual qi and constant anomalies throughout the East Sea region, alerting the nearby Dragon Clan. However, at that time, Mount Fang Island was hidden in the void by its great array, and they could not find it.

Not long ago, the Boundary Stele of the island was refined, which caused the Immortal Island to officially manifest. After being discovered by a patrolling Sea-Patrolling Yaksha, the news was reported to the high ranks of the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan ruled over the Primordial Desolation Water Clan and were the Hegemons of the Four Seas. The East Sea was their territory, so upon hearing that a new Immortal Island had emerged, they dispatched experts to inspect it.

When the Dragon Clan experts arrived, they saw a massive Immortal Island shrouded by a great array. Spiritual Mist permeated the air, and the Dao Rhyme felt natural and perfect. Although they could not see clearly into the interior, rays of treasure light shot out from time to time; it was clearly no ordinary island.

At this moment, many East Sea cultivators had already gathered outside the island. The Dragon Clan was powerful and incredibly overbearing, so seeing them arrive, the others scattered to make way.

Not caring in the slightest about the surrounding immortals, the Dragon Clan cultivators arrived in front of Mount Fang Island, and the three leading Primordial Unity Golden Immortals all revealed expressions of pleasant surprise.

"This island is overflowing with divine light; there must be treasures here."

"The descent of an Immortal Island is a great opportunity bestowed by the Heavenly Dao. Two fellow Daoists, let us break the array and seize the treasures."

"But there are so many cultivators around..."

"You worry too much, fellow Daoist. Within the Four Seas, who would dare to compete for treasures with our Dragon Clan?"

The three Dragon Clan experts discussed briefly and immediately prepared to arrange for the breaking of the array to board the island.

East King Duke had finished refining the Dao Stele. After using his divine sense to inspect the divine mountain beneath his feet, he intended to establish his dojo on the summit. Mount Fang Island was an Immortal Mountain Blessed Land with plenty of spiritual materials, more than enough to construct a Dao Palace.

However, before he could even begin, he frowned. His figure flickered, and he vanished from where he stood.

"This is my Supreme Yang Dao Field. None may approach within ten thousand miles. Those who violate this, be executed!"

East King Duke stood in the void above Mount Fang Island, his feet resting upon the Innate Yin-Yang Dao Lotus, and spoke coldly.

His aura was vast and heart-palpitating; his sudden appearance shocked the gathered cultivators.

The three Primordial Unity Golden Immortals of the Dragon Clan were no exception, yet having grown accustomed to tyranny, they did not pay much mind even upon seeing someone suspected to be a Great Divine Power. Instead, their eyes filled with greed as they looked at the Dao Lotus beneath East King Duke's feet.

"That Daoist, this immortal island belongs to our Dragon Clan. Leave behind the treasures you have obtained and get out at once."

To mere Primordial Unity Golden Immortals, and aquatic beings of low origin at that, East King Duke naturally gave no thought. He looked down upon them and said, "Scram! Otherwise, die!"

"Audacious! How dare you show off your might on our Dragon Clan's territory! Take him down!"

The members of the Dragon Clan had never suffered such humiliation. At the command of the leading Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, hundreds of Dragon Clan Golden Immortals brandished their weapons and swarmed forward.

Seeing this, East King Duke remained unmoved.

He let out a cold, sharp shout: "Die!"

The Pure Yang Energy was released, transforming into streaks of Sword Qi that shot out in all directions. The hundreds of Golden Immortal dragons were instantly enveloped, and before they could even let out a cry, they were shredded into dust.