Dragon Race Daluo, Penglai Appears

"Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!"

With just a single thought, hundreds of Golden Immortals were reduced to dust. Seeing this, the three Primordial Unity Golden Immortals of the Dragon Clan were struck with terror.

In an instant, of the aggressive Dragon Clan force that had arrived, only the three of them remained.

Such a feat could only be accomplished by a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. Moreover, judging by the Daoist's divine abilities and immortal techniques, he did not seem to be an ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

The three of them no longer held their previous arrogant attitude. Seeing the cold, sharp gaze of East King Duke, they felt as if they had fallen into an icy abyss.

"We were unaware that this place was the Dao field of a senior. We have offended you, and we ask for your forgiveness. We shall withdraw at once."

The Primordial Unity Golden Immortal of the Dragon Clan spoke with extreme caution.

"Once we return, we will certainly report this to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals of our clan and have them come to pay a formal visit."

Seeing that East King Duke remained unmoved, these three Dragon Clan cultivators brought up their elders, implying that their clan also possessed Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.

"It is far too late to beg for mercy now!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Dragon Clan cultivators changed drastically. Without a moment's hesitation, they turned and fled.

East King Duke smiled coldly and reached out to grab at the void. The three had barely escaped a hundred miles when they felt the surrounding spiritual energy stagnate. Their Dao bodies were frozen in place, unable to move an inch.

The three Primordial Unity Golden Immortals of the Dragon Clan were terrified. In their desperation, they each manifested their true forms—hundred-foot-long ink-colored sea dragons—attempting to use the power of their true forms to break free.

This was clearly in vain.

East King Duke pointed a finger lightly, and three streaks of Pure Yang Sword Qi shot out, instantly piercing the three sea dragons. Their primordial spirits escaped, but they were still unable to flee.

With another wave of his hand, their primordial spirits were pulled before him. With a casual squeeze, they were instantly scattered into nothingness.

In the distance, the loose cultivators of the East Sea had been waiting for the Dragon Clan to lead the way so they could snatch a share of the spoils. They had not expected such a powerful being to appear, and seeing hundreds of Dragon Clan members wiped out in an instant, they were filled with inexplicable horror.

Seeing East King Duke's gaze sweep over them, they hurriedly retreated ten thousand miles away as instructed.

The area within ten thousand miles of Mount Fang Island was suddenly emptied.

Having gained peace and quiet, East King Duke did not wish to commit further slaughter. He collected the three dragon corpses and flashed back onto the island.

As for the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals of the sea dragons, he truly did not hold them in high regard. There was a vast difference between Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals; only a few among the Dragon Clan, such as Ancestor Dragon and Candle Dragon, could make East King Duke feel any apprehension.

Moreover, Mount Fang Island was an immortal island descended from the heavens, and its Innate Guardian Great Array was incredibly powerful. Controlled by a top-tier Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal like East King Duke, even if Ancestor Dragon came, he might not be able to break through it easily.

In fact, East King Duke rather hoped that Ancestor Dragon would come, so he could verify the gap between himself and one of the current peak combatants of the Primordial World.

Returning to the island, he named the divine mountain where he was born Supreme Yang Mountain. He then gathered spiritual materials and spent a hundred years refining a Dao palace, naming it Supreme Yang Palace. Placing it at the summit, he had officially established his Supreme Yang Dao Field.

Although he was formed from Pure Yang Energy, the East King Duke of this life wished to pursue the path of Supreme Yang, and eventually, the harmony of Yin and Yang to reach the Primordial Origin.

After establishing the Dao Palace, he spent nearly a hundred years patrolling his own dojo. The island had just emerged, so there were no living beings on it, though there were plenty of Innate Spiritual Roots and treasures. Of course, none could compare to the Three Lights Divine Water or the Twelfth-grade Innate Yin-Yang Dao Lotus.

These resources were dispensable to him, so East King Duke did not collect them. After all, he would certainly establish the Supreme Yang Lineage in the future, so he would leave them for his disciples.

Time in the Primordial World passed like a white horse galloping past a crevice, fleeting in an instant. East King Duke meditated within the Supreme Yang Dao Palace for nearly a hundred years, stabilizing his cultivation at the early stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm and slowly advancing toward the middle stage.

On this day, the island's grand formation shook, followed by a shout from outside.

"Ao Lie, Elder of the East Sea Dragon Clan, is here. Daoist on the island, come out and meet me at once."

Finally, they've arrived!

East King Duke smiled faintly and teleported outside the island.

Outside Mount Fang Island stood two members of the Dragon Clan, both of whom were Zenith Heaven cultivators. The leader, clad in purple robes and holding a golden spear, looked fierce; he must be the Dragon Clan Elder, Ao Lie.

Seeing East King Duke appear, the two Dragon Clan members' eyes sharpened. Both were Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals who had transcended the River of Fate and achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, possessing incredibly powerful divine senses.

The person before them was surrounded by an Innate aura, with lotus flowers blooming at every step. Just by standing there, he seemed to harmonize with the heavens and earth. The Innate Yin-Yang Two Energies flowing beneath his feet were clearly no ordinary items. 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, another short, sinister-looking old man—presumably the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Ink Flood Dragon Clan—spoke.

"Trespassing on my Supreme Yang Dao Field and coveting my protective treasures is a path to death. You two had best restrain your clansmen; otherwise, my Pure Yang Sword Qi will claim a few more souls."

"Arrogant! You forcibly occupy our Dragon Clan's immortal island, refuse to return our treasures, and even slaughter our clansmen. Do you think there is no one left in the Dragon Clan?"

"Immortal island treasures in the Primordial World belong to those with the virtue to possess them. What virtue or ability does your Dragon Clan have to dream of dominating the four seas?"

"How bold!"

As soon as East King Duke finished speaking, the Ink Flood Dragon elder let out an angry roar and flew into the sky. Unleashing the full momentum of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he threw a punch.

A majestic Profound Water Intent surged forth, breaking out from his fist and transforming into the shadow of a flood dragon, striking directly at him.

East King Duke's expression remained unchanged. The Yin-Yang Two Qi beneath his feet swelled slightly, shielding his body.

"Bang!"

The two energies rippled only slightly before remaining motionless. East King Duke flicked his finger, and a mass of Pure Yang Energy flew out. Like a raging fire hitting oil, it agitated the surrounding spiritual energy and exploded.

"What!"

The Ink Flood Dragon Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal was shocked and hurriedly cast several defensive spells. However, these erected protections were like paper; they were instantly disintegrated by the Pure Yang power. The blast struck his chest, sending him flying ten thousand miles away like an arrow. He crashed into the sea, his thousand-foot-long true form forced out of hiding.

The gap in combat power between Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals could be immense. East King Duke's heritage, origin, cultivation techniques, and spiritual treasures were all of the highest tier, while this Ink Flood Dragon Zenith Heaven was the exact opposite, leading to this result.

"How bold!"

Seeing his subordinates, all Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, collapse at a single touch, Ao Lie was shocked. The combat prowess displayed by the East King Duke was completely beyond his expectations. He let out a loud roar, waving the golden spear in his hand to whip up fierce Gale Winds. The spiritual energy churned and whistled, as if it were about to tear the very sky asunder.

Though both were Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, this Ao Lie was far more powerful than the Zenith Heaven expert from the Ink Flood Dragon Clan he had faced previously. The East King Duke stepped upon the Innate Yin-Yang Dao Lotus, his figure shifting slightly as he flashed a hundred miles away to dodge the Gale Winds. Following this, the Three Flowers appeared above his head, and he grasped the Pure Yang Sword, a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, from within his Human Flower.

With a light flick of his wrist, the Pure Yang Sword, wreathed in lotus-shaped Dao techniques, shot out like a bolt of lightning. It flew into mid-air, scattering streaks of Pure Yang Energy.

This Pure Yang Energy was vast and majestic, pulling upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Mysterious sounds of the Dao resonated, and the Gale Winds were instantly dissipated without a trace. The energy then transformed into a thousand-mile-wide Pure Yang Sword Array, enveloping Ao Lie within it.

"Impossible!"

The power was truly terrifying. After sensing it for a brief moment, Ao Lie felt it was impossible to withstand.

"ROAR!"

A dragon's cry echoed out. Tigers follow the wind, and dragons follow the clouds; amidst the mist and rain, a ten-thousand-foot-long golden dragon body appeared, manifesting the might of a True Dragon.

Among the dragon race, the Golden Dragon held the highest status, being a direct descendant of the True Dragon lineage. Ao Lie had revealed his true form because he felt a massive threat and was now using his full strength.

Seeing the ten-thousand-foot golden dragon, the East King Duke's expression remained unchanged. The Three Flowers atop his head radiated the light of Dao Rhyme, and the Pure Yang Energy gathered within the sword array to condense into a massive magical sword.

"Slash!"

With that single word, the giant sword descended, striking directly at the dragon's body and churning up monstrous waves in the surrounding sea.

The power of clouds and rain carried by the True Dragon was shattered by the strike. Bright red dragon blood sprayed down like a rain of blood from the heavens, staining the seawater for a hundred miles around.

As a massive Reverse Scale was sliced off, the golden dragon plummeted to the sea.

Immediately after.

"BOOM!"

On the surface of the sea, the Pure Yang Sword Array was activated, and countless sword qi rays shot out toward the dragon's body.

"I am the son of the Ancestor Dragon! I beg you, fellow Daoist, please show mercy!"

Ao Lie cried out in misery, begging for his life. With the sword qi only three feet from his body, the East King Duke flicked his sleeve. The sword light dissipated, and the sky-filling Pure Yang Energy vanished completely. Then, he himself disappeared from where he stood.

The East King Duke had held back at the final moment and did not kill Ao Lie, not because he feared his status as the son of the Ancestor Dragon, but because at that very last instant, he had suddenly received a premonition in his primordial spirit.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, an immortal island had manifested. After refining Mount Fang Island, he had developed a vague connection to the Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea. The one that had suddenly appeared at this moment was none other than Penglai Immortal Island, one of the three.