The Eastern Sea lay beneath brilliant sunshine, its blue waves stretching endlessly beneath a cloudless sky where sea and heaven blended as one.
Three immortal islands rested upon the azure sea like three emerald jewels.
Yet in truth, unless one's cultivation was sufficient, it was impossible to see those three immortal islands. They seemed to drift beyond heaven and earth, never appearing before the eyes of ordinary people.
Immortal qi swirled across the islands as white clouds drifted lazily by. Cranes danced in the sky, auspicious radiance soared into the heavens, spirit mushrooms swayed atop the cliffs, and divine deer roamed freely through the forests.
Immortal wanderers could be heard traveling to and fro upon clouds, while no mortal commoners could be seen rowing boats about and looking around.
That day, a figure arrived by treading upon the waves. At first, he was merely a black speck, but by the next moment, he was already before them. Seeing this, the immortals who were tending the barbecue on the beach shouted, "Who goes there? State your—"
Smack...
Before Chang'er Immortal could finish shouting, a palm came down upon the back of his head. "Are you blind? Can't you recognize Eldest Martial Uncle?" After cursing him, Duobao bowed to the newcomer and saluted him. "This disciple, Duobao, greets Eldest Martial Uncle!"
Upon hearing Duobao's words, the Biyou Palace disciples were briefly stunned before hurriedly following his lead and saluting the newcomer.
Wu Chu silently swept his gaze across the immortals present and could not help sighing. Even though several promising talents under Tongtian had been snatched away, Biyou Palace's strength was still quite impressive! As expected of a saint's sect—its foundation and fortune were simply different.
Duobao had already reached the Great Luo realm. Behind him were several whose strength had reached