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"Xuan Qing!"

Just as Yu Chen had guessed, on Penglai Island in the Eastern Sea, Dong Chen, having received the news, had his aura surge wildly. Streams of Shaoyang Dong Chen Primordial Splendor purple qi danced around him, and within those wisps of purple qi was boundless scorching heat—not real flame, but the manifestation of his fury.

"Fellow Daoist Dong Chen, what is this...?"

A youth wearing a jade crown and a blue robe embroidered with dragon patterns, handsome-featured and bright-eyed, appeared beside Dong Chen. Halfway through speaking, he received the message Dong Chen sent him. His brow immediately furrowed, and anger appeared on his face. "What is Xuan Qing doing? Does he know what he is doing?!"

As he spoke, the phantom of an unusual Torch Dragon emerged around him and raised its head in a long roar. A sound ordinary people could not hear echoed across Penglai Island.

Beams of immortal light descended one after another. Dao Realm immortals either sent down incarnations or lowered magical treasures, appearing one by one beside Dong Chen.

When the final beam of immortal light touched down, a child seated beside Dong Chen spoke. He had the body of a young boy, wore lotus-petal garments, a golden ring around his neck, a length of red silk wrapped about his hands, and bare, pink-white feet. He sat atop a gourd. "How do you all think this matter should be handled?"

"What else can we do? Do we have the right to choose?"

The speaker was a golden treasure leaf shaped like a plantain leaf, and the Dao Realm cultivator controlling it sounded exceedingly displeased.

The immortals nearby did not find this strange. They all knew that this fellow Daoist had spent several hundred years in secluded cultivation, refining a treasure in hopes of