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When Xiangyou's power descended, some Dao Realm cultivators in the Eastern Sea sensed it to varying degrees.

Dong Chen, who lived in the Purple Light Bamboo Grove on Penglai Island in the Eastern Sea, saw more than anyone else. The instant he learned the source of that power, he looked toward the Central Plains, his gaze turning somewhat grave.

Was an ancient god opening the tribulation?

As a Dao Realm cultivator capable of presiding over Penglai Island, Dong Chen had not attained the Dao Realm for very long, but his cultivation was by no means weak. Coupled with Penglai Island's special nature, throughout heaven and earth, apart from the Heavenly Emperor, the Five Directional Gods, and a handful of other divine emperors, no one could firmly suppress him in the Eastern Sea.

So long as he wished it, everything that happened within the Eastern Sea, aside from a very few places such as the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace, could not be hidden from this great immortal of the Immortal Way.

I wonder whether we can break free of the contingencies Yu the Great left behind back then this time.

Dong Chen looked at the small pool before him.

Though the pond was clearly not large, it gave one the wondrous sense that it contained ten thousand acres of emerald waves.

Looking closely, one could see golden-scaled fish and white carp swimming through the water; red fish and azure flood dragons leaping up and down; Spirit Turtles and giant softshell turtles lurking beneath verdant leaves. Lotus flowers bloomed, drops of Jade Dew turning within their petals. Layer upon layer of auspicious qi and streak upon streak of precious light reflected countless wondrous forms.

Dong Chen's gaze pierced through the pool water and fixed upon a strand of earthen-yellow precious light suppressed