At this moment.
The Primordial World.
At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, three mighty streams of pure qi shot into the sky, piercing through heaven and earth.
Within these three streams of pure qi lay the purest source of Great God Pangu's Primordial Spirit. They radiated a terrifying pressure that could suppress the ages.
Accompanied by immortal music that resounded throughout the Primordial World and spiritual rain drifting down from the heavens, the three streams of pure qi twisted and shifted, eventually transforming into three figures.
On the left stood an old man with white hair and beard. An untroubled, detached Daoist aura permeated his body, as though he had become one with heaven and earth.
In the middle stood a dignified, middle-aged man. Whenever his eyes opened or closed, he exuded the majesty of one who followed Heaven's will and answered its call.
On the right stood a young man with sword-like brows and bright, starry eyes. A sharp, fierce edge radiated from him, as though he could seize that single thread of life.
These three were none other than the Three Pure Ones, who had inherited the legacy of the Pangu Orthodox Lineage and carried the immense merit of creating the world.
Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Tongtian.
After emerging into the world and briefly stabilizing their cultivation, the Three Pure Ones left Kunlun Mountain together, intending to travel the Primordial World in search of their own opportunities and Creation.
It was not only the Three Pure Ones. In the depths of the boundless starry sky, the Sun Star—vast and immeasurable, burning with endless True Sun Fire—also erupted with astonishing, earth-shaking phenomena.
"Dong!"
A deep, ancient toll of a bell rang out. Its sound seemed capable of piercing the river of time and space and suppressing all things in Hongmeng.
As the bell rang, two enormous Golden Crows, their wings blotting out the sky, shot up from the core of the Sun Star. They bathed in the endless sea of fire and underwent a transformation, eventually taking on Innate Dao Body forms.
These two were supreme sovereigns, born of the Sun Star.
Di Jun and Taiyi.
Di Jun held the River Map and Luo Scroll in his hands, his eyes gleaming with the wisdom to divine the Heavenly Secrets and the ambition to rule heaven and earth.
The Chaos Bell hung above Taiyi's head, while an overbearing battle intent radiated from him, as if he alone stood supreme.
As soon as the two emerged in their transformed forms, they felt a calling in their hearts. They resolved to establish an imperishable dominion in the Primordial World, then transformed into two golden streaks of light and descended toward the Primordial World below.
Besides them, during this Yuanhui, the Innate Divine Beings who would later become renowned during the Witch-Demon Tribulation had all emerged from the various Cave Heaven Blessed Lands throughout the Primordial World. They began roaming its lands, stirring up endless waves of upheaval.
At that very moment, Tianlu was wandering dejectedly over the surface of the East Sea.
The vast East Sea stretched out in endless blue waves, its horizon nowhere in sight.
Tianlu stood atop Cloud Treasure, having spent tens of thousands of years drifting through the skies above this sea.
He had pushed his Fortune-related Divine Ability and Law of Space almost to their limits, trying to find the Three Immortal Islands said to be concealed by an Xiantian Great Array.
Yet the result had left him bitterly disappointed.
Aside from a few ordinary Xiantian spirit islands and several Innate Low-Grade Spiritual Roots, he hadn't seen so much as a hair of the Three Immortal Islands.
How strange. Has my Innate Divine Ability failed again?
Tianlu stopped in midair and scratched his furry head, his eyes full of confusion.
Or is that narrow-minded old Heavenly Dao scheming against me again, deliberately obscuring the Heavenly Secrets of the Three Immortal Islands?
Just as Tianlu was completely stumped and even beginning to doubt himself, the corner of his eye caught sight of an exceptionally unusual figure.
It was a Daoist dressed in golden robes, speeding through the sky above the sea on a ray of light.
An intensely powerful aura of Primordial Yang Qi emanated from him. It was fierce and domineering, yet upright and composed—the complete opposite of the Primordial Yin Qi of Yang Hui, whom Tianlu had encountered at West Kunlun.
Tianlu narrowed his eyes slightly and began to ponder.
Primordial Yang Qi, golden robes, and wandering over the East Sea at this particular time.
As he thought it over, a name soon came to mind.
The foremost of the male immortals, Duke of the East!
Heh, this old fellow will establish Purple Mansion Prefecture on Penglai Immortal Island in the future.
A sly smile appeared on Tianlu's furry face.
His superbrain-like intellect told him not to act rashly.
Since Duke of the East had appeared here, he was most likely following the pull of the Heavenly Secrets in search of his future home, Penglai Immortal Island.
I've been wandering around this sea for tens of thousands of years and haven't even seen the shadow of an island. Maybe this old fellow will find one as soon as he arrives.
Tianlu made up his mind and decided to put his superhuman wisdom to use.
He would tail him!
As long as he followed Duke of the East and took advantage of the pull of the Heavenly Secrets and the influence of Penglai around him, he might not only find Penglai Immortal Island, but also follow the trail to the other two islands, Fangzhang and Yingzhou.
With that thought, Tianlu immediately used the Law of Space to conceal himself perfectly in the void.
His huge, round body seemed to blend into the world around him, not giving off even the slightest fluctuation of aura.
And so, Tianlu quietly followed behind Duke of the East, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
As Tianlu had expected, Duke of the East was indeed following the guidance of the Heavenly Secrets, seeking his own supreme opportunity in the vast East Sea.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression held a trace of urgency, yet his eyes remained resolute.
The mysterious guidance drew him steadily toward the depths of the East Sea.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand years passed.
For all those years, Tianlu had followed behind him in utter boredom, several times on the verge of nodding off.
This old fellow is way too slow. How long does it take him to find an island?
Tianlu rolled over in the void and grumbled.
Just as he was about to lose patience, Duke of the East suddenly stopped ahead of him.
Duke of the East stared at the seemingly empty stretch of sea before him, his eyes blazing with delight.
"I found it! I finally found it!"
Duke of the East cried out excitedly.
Without the slightest hesitation, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and an immortal sword brimming with Pure Yang Qi materialized.
It was his bonded Numinous Treasure, the Upper-Grade Xiantian Spiritual Treasure, Pure Yang Sword.
"Open for me!"
Duke of the East roared. His mana surged as he swung the Pure Yang Sword and slashed fiercely at the void ahead.
A dazzling golden sword light tore through the sky, carrying the force to cleave through all things as it struck the seemingly tranquil surface of the sea.
"Rumble!"
Amid the roar of the void trembling, space above the previously empty sea began to twist violently.
Then, an enormous island slowly emerged from the void.
Penglai Immortal Island had appeared.
Unexpectedly, its appearance did not bring any earth-shattering phenomena, nor did auspicious clouds surge into the sky.
From a distance, it looked like an utterly ordinary island in the sea, plain to the extreme.
But Duke of the East didn't care about that. He could clearly sense the unimaginable opportunities hidden on the island.
"A great opportunity! This is my great opportunity!"
Overjoyed, Duke of the East flashed forward, about to set foot on Penglai Immortal Island.
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