"Great Luo Golden Immortal!"
With a single thought, he reduced hundreds of Golden Immortals to ashes. Seeing this, the three Dragon Clan Taiyi Golden Immortals were utterly shocked.
In an instant, the Dragon Clan, which had arrived in such imposing fashion, was reduced to just the three of them.
Such power could only belong to a mighty Great Luo Golden Immortal. And judging by this Daoist's divine abilities and immortal arts, he seemed to be no ordinary Great Luo.
The three of them had lost all their earlier arrogance. When they saw East King Duke's icy gaze, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"We did not know this was your Dao Field, senior. We have greatly offended you. Please forgive us. We will withdraw at once."
One of the Dragon Clan Taiyi Golden Immortals spoke cautiously.
"Once we return, we will inform the Great Luo Golden Immortal senior of our clan, who will come pay you a visit."
Seeing that East King Duke remained unmoved, the three Dragon Clan cultivators brought up their elders, implying that their clan had Great Luo Golden Immortals of its own.
"Begging for mercy now is far too late!"
The Dragon Clan cultivators' expressions changed drastically. They didn't wait another instant, turning and fleeing at once.
East King Duke gave a cold laugh and reached out to seize them from afar. They had fled less than a hundred miles when the spiritual energy around them suddenly stagnated, pinning their Dao bodies in place so they couldn't move at all.
The three Dragon Clan Taiyi Golden Immortals were immediately terrified out of their wits. In their desperation, each transformed into a hundred-zhang true form: three ink-black Sea Dragons. They tried to break free with the strength of their true forms.
It was clearly a futile effort.
East King Duke lightly tapped a finger. Three streaks of Pure Yang Sword Qi shot out, piercing the three Sea Dragons in an instant. Their souls escaped their bodies, but they still couldn't flee.
He raised his hand again, drawing their souls to him. Then he casually clenched his fist, and their souls were immediately scattered.
The East Sea rogue cultivators in the distance had been waiting for the Dragon Clan to lead the way onto the island, hoping to claim a share of the spoils. They hadn't expected such a Great Supernatural Being to appear. Seeing hundreds of Dragon Clan members wiped out in an instant, they were all utterly horrified.
When East King Duke's gaze swept over them, they hurriedly did as he said and retreated ten thousand miles.
The waters stretching ten thousand miles around Mount Fang Island were suddenly empty.
With the peace and quiet restored, East King Duke had no desire to cause more bloodshed. He collected the three Sea Dragon corpses and flashed back onto the island.
As for that Sea Dragon Great Luo Golden Immortal, East King Duke truly didn't take him seriously. There were vast differences between Great Luo Golden Immortals. Among the Dragon Clan, only a few, such as Ancestor Dragon and Candle Dragon, could make East King Duke wary.
Besides, Mount Fang Island was an immortal island bestowed by Heaven, with an immensely powerful Innate Guardian Great Array. Under the control of a top-tier Great Luo Golden Immortal like East King Duke, even Ancestor Dragon might not be able to break through it easily.
In truth, East King Duke rather hoped Ancestor Dragon would come. It would give him a chance to gauge the difference between himself and one of the Primordial World's current top fighters.
Upon returning to the island, he named the sacred mountain he had emerged from Supreme Yang Mountain. Then he gathered spiritual materials and spent a hundred years crafting a Dao Palace. He named it Supreme Yang Palace and placed it atop the mountain, formally establishing his Supreme Yang Dao Field.
Though he had taken shape from Pure Yang Energy, the East King Duke of this life intended to follow the Dao of Supreme Yang, ultimately achieving Yin-Yang Harmony and reaching the Primordial Chaos.
After establishing his Dao Palace, he spent nearly a hundred years surveying his Dao Field. The island had only just emerged, and there were no living creatures on it. However, it held quite a few Innate Spiritual Roots and treasures. Of course, none could rival the Three Lights Divine Water or the Twelfth-grade Innate Yin-Yang Dao Lotus.
These resources were of little consequence to him, so East King Duke left them untouched. After all, he would establish the Supreme Yang Lineage in the future; he might as well leave them for his disciples.
Time in the Primordial World passed like a white colt flashing past a crack, vanishing in an instant. East King Duke meditated in the Supreme Yang Dao Palace for nearly a hundred years. His early-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivation stabilized, and his realm slowly advanced toward the middle stage.
One day, the island's array trembled. Immediately afterward, a shout came from outside.
"Elder Ao Lie of the East Sea Dragon Clan is here! Daoist on the island, come out at once and meet us!"
"About time!"
East King Duke smiled faintly and flew straight out of the island.
Two Dragon Clan members stood outside Mount Fang Island. Both were Great Luo Cultivators. The one in front wore purple robes and carried a golden spear. He looked imposing and was likely Elder Ao Lie of the Dragon Clan.
When East King Duke appeared, the two Dragon Clan members' eyes narrowed. They were both Great Luo Golden Immortals who had transcended the River of Fate and achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top. Their Spiritual Senses were immensely powerful.
The Daoist before them was surrounded by Innate Aura, and lotuses blossomed beneath his steps. Merely standing there, he seemed to accord with Heaven and Earth. The Innate Yin-Yang Two Qi flowed around the spiritual treasure beneath his feet; it was clearly no ordinary treasure. He was evidently an Innate Divine Being with Great Supernatural Powers.
"Daoist, why did you slaughter the cultivators of my Ink Flood Dragon Clan?"
Beside Ao Lie stood another elder, short and sinister-looking. He was probably the Great Luo Golden Immortal of the Ink Flood Dragon Clan.
"You trespassed into my Supreme Yang Dao Field and coveted my protective treasure. That was a death wish. You two would do well to keep your clansmen in check. Otherwise, my Pure Yang Sword Qi will claim a few more souls."
"Arrogant! You seized an immortal island belonging to my Dragon Clan, took its treasures without returning them, and even slaughtered our cultivators. Do you think my Dragon Clan has no one to stand up for us?"
"Immortal islands and treasures of the Primordial World belong to the worthy. What virtue does your Dragon Clan possess that you would presume to claim dominion over the Four Seas?"
"Impudent!"
After East King Duke finished speaking, the Ink Flood Dragon elder roared angrily and shot into the sky, unleashing the full force of his Great Luo Golden Immortal aura as he swung a fist.
A mighty Profound Water Intent swept forth from his fist, taking the shape of a flood dragon as it charged at East King Duke.
East King Duke's expression remained unchanged. The Yin-Yang Two Qi of the Dao Lotus beneath his feet swelled slightly, shielding him.
Boom!
The two energies rippled faintly, then became perfectly still. East King Duke flicked a finger, and a mass of Pure Yang Energy shot forth. Like blazing fire igniting oil, it stirred the surrounding spiritual energy and exploded.
"What?!"
The Ink Flood Dragon Great Luo Golden Immortal was horrified. He hurriedly cast several defensive spells, but the protections he raised were useless. The Pure Yang power shattered them instantly and struck him squarely in the chest. He flew out like an arrow for ten thousand miles, crashing toward the sea and revealing a thousand-zhang flood dragon true form.
The gap in strength between Great Luo Golden Immortals could be enormous. East King Duke had the finest lineage, cultivation techniques, and spiritual treasures, while this Ink Flood Dragon Great Luo was his complete opposite. The result was only to be expected.
"Impudent!"
His Great Luo subordinate had been defeated in a single exchange. Ao Lie was shocked. East King Duke's strength had completely exceeded his expectations. He shouted and swung his golden spear, carving out waves of fierce Gale Wind that churned the spiritual energy and howled as if they would rip through the sky.
Though both were Great Luo Golden Immortals, Ao Lie was far stronger than the Ink Flood Dragon Clan's Great Luo from earlier. East King Duke stepped on the Innate Yin-Yang Dao Lotus and shifted slightly, flashing a hundred miles away to evade the Gale Wind. Then the Three Flowers appeared above his head, and in the Human Flower, he gripped the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Pure Yang Sword.
With a light twist of his wrist, the Pure Yang Sword surged forth, Dao Rhyme lotus blossoms encircling its blade. It flew into the sky and scattered streams of Pure Yang Energy.
This Pure Yang Energy was vast and mighty, stirring the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth. Mysterious Dao Sounds rang out, and the Gale Wind vanished in an instant. Then it transformed into a thousand-mile Pure Yang Sword Array, enveloping Ao Lie.
"Impossible!"
The power was so terrifying that Ao Lie sensed at once that he couldn't withstand it.
Roar!
A dragon's roar rang out. Tigers rode the wind and dragons rode the clouds. Amid the clouds and mist, the ten-thousand-zhang body of a golden dragon appeared, carrying the power of wind and rain and displaying the majesty of a True Dragon.
Among the Dragon Clan, golden dragons held the highest status and were direct-line True Dragons. Ao Lie had revealed his true form because he sensed the immense threat and was giving it everything he had.
Looking at the ten-thousand-zhang golden dragon, East King Duke's expression did not change. The Three Flowers above his head radiated Dao Rhyme, and Pure Yang Energy gathered within the sword array, condensing into a gigantic sword.
"Cut!"
He spoke a single word, and the giant sword came down, striking the dragon's body and raising monstrous waves all around.
The power of wind and rain carried by the True Dragon was split apart by the sword. Bright red dragon blood rained down like a downpour, staining the sea red for a hundred miles around.
As a gigantic Reverse Scale was cut off, the golden dragon crashed to the ground.
Then—
Boom!
The Pure Yang Sword Array surged above the sea. Countless streams of Sword Qi shot toward the dragon's body.
"I am the Son of Ancestor Dragon! Fellow Daoist, please show mercy!"
Ao Lie cried out in anguish. The Sword Qi was only three feet from his body. East King Duke waved his sleeve, and the sword light vanished. The Pure Yang Energy filling the sky drew back completely, and then East King Duke himself disappeared from where he stood.
East King Duke had ultimately spared Ao Lie, but not because he feared his status as the Son of Ancestor Dragon. In the final instant, he had suddenly felt a response from his soul.
Tens of millions of miles away, an immortal island had appeared. After refining Mount Fang Island, East King Duke had developed a vague connection to the Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea. And the island that had just appeared was none other than Penglai Immortal Island, one of the Three Immortal Islands.
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