Did I Ever Give You a Second Chance?

Above the Eastern Sea.

The sea region, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, suddenly began showing more and more signs of Celestial Court cultivators being mobilized. Immortal camps that had once been scattered across various immortal isles were swiftly pulled up, and vast numbers of immortal soldiers boarded cloud vessels and rode immortal birds, converging on Purple Palace Isle in an endless stream.

Such a massive commotion could not possibly be concealed.

In just a few decades, the entire Eastern Sea had learned one thing.

The Celestial Court was getting serious.

And there was no need to guess who the Celestial Court was truly targeting.

Penglai.

"I heard the Emperor has recalled all the Great Luo stationed outside the Celestial Court. Even several veteran immortal lords who had been in seclusion for years have emerged."

"A million immortal troops and dozens of Great Luo? This is no ordinary campaign. The Celestial Court is planning to stake its entire foundation, isn't it?"

"Luxuan defeated Dongwang Gong head-on last time. If the Celestial Court still doesn't make proper preparations, are they rushing over to deliver spiritual veins again?"

"Shh, keep it down. Don't let anyone from the Celestial Court hear you."

Discussions erupted throughout the Eastern Sea. Who knew how many rogue immortals had already moved away from the waters near Penglai, afraid that once the war began, they would inexplicably become background scenery caught in the aftermath of both sides' spell battle.

The Celestial Court did not deliberately hide its movements.

Or rather.

Dongwang Gong had never intended to hide this time.

What he wanted was a victory for all to see.

Last time, a hundred thousand Celestial Court immortal soldiers had pressed upon Penglai. He had personally acted, only to be defeated head-on by Luxuan. In the end, he had even paid three Large Innate Spiritual Veins and a pile of Innate Spirit Treasures. That matter had become a thorn in Dongwang Gong's heart that could not be pulled free.

What was even more troublesome was this.

Penglai did not need to do anything at all.

As long as it continued to exist, it was constantly reminding the immortals of the Great Wilderness—

There was a place in the Eastern Sea.

That did not belong to the Celestial Court.

Its master had even beaten up the leader of the male immortals.

Under such circumstances, its so-called prestige naturally could not be considered secure.

Thus.

Before the immortal palace on Purple Palace Isle.

A million immortal soldiers formed ranks that stretched beyond sight. Immortal banners nearly blotted out the entire sky, dozens of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals stood stationed in different positions, and even Taiyi cultivators were now too numerous to count.

At the very center.

Dongwang Gong stood atop a Purple-Gold Immortal Chariot.

Compared to last time, his aura had grown deeper, yet the coldness between his brows had also become far more intense.

"Set out."

The two words fell.

Boom!

A million immortal troops advanced at once.

Boundless immortal light resembled a vast celestial river draped over the Eastern Sea, pushing horizontally from Purple Palace Isle toward Penglai.

Wherever it passed.

Sea beasts dove into the depths.

Immortal birds fled to the distant horizon.

Even some Great Luo occupying immortal isles for cultivation temporarily restrained their auras, unwilling to clash with the Celestial Court at such a critical moment.

At the same time.

Within Penglai.

Bixiao was sitting beside Three Lights Divine Water Lake, eating spiritual fruit.

A faint tremor suddenly came from the distant heavens.

At first, it sounded like thunder from afar.

Then it became clearer and clearer.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

The sound of war drums crossed endless seas.

Bixiao's hand froze halfway through biting her spiritual fruit.

She raised her head and listened for a moment.

Then she turned and ran.

"Master!"

Beneath the Enlightenment Ancient Tree.

Luxuan did not even need to use his divine sense. Through the Penglai Origin, he had already sensed the immense aura outside.

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Zhao Gongming arrived one after another as well.

Bixiao was the first to speak.

"Has the Celestial Court come again?"

Luxuan's expression was somewhat strange.

"Yes."

"How many this time?"

"Around a million."

Bixiao's eyes visibly lit up.

Zhao Gongming, meanwhile, frowned.

"A million immortal troops?"

"Dongwang Gong has dragged out all of the Celestial Court's main forces?"

Luxuan nodded.

"More or less."

After saying that, he smiled instead.

When Dongwang Gong had left Penglai last time, Luxuan had already made himself clear enough.

The Celestial Court would yield.

Penglai would not take the initiative to encroach upon the Celestial Court's existing territory either.

That would be the end of it.

But now, Dongwang Gong had torn up the agreement himself.

That made things simpler instead.

Zhao Gongming noticed Luxuan's expression and could not help asking, "Master, you do not seem surprised?"

"Not surprised, exactly."

Luxuan rose to his feet and stretched lazily.

"I am merely curious."

"When did I ever give him a second chance?"

The Three Cloud Sisters were all taken aback.

Luxuan's gaze passed through endless seas of clouds, landing on the million immortal troops drawing near.

"When he came last time."

"I did not kill him."

"Not because I feared the Celestial Court."

"I simply felt that for a first offense, once he had been beaten and paid compensation, the matter could end."

"But if he dares to come again over the same matter."

"Then it will no longer be a question of compensating a few spiritual veins."

His tone was calm.

There was not even much anger to be heard.

Yet Yunxiao and the others all understood.

This time, their master.

Truly had no intention of letting things end peacefully.

Bixiao finished the last bite of spiritual fruit in her hand, and her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"So does that mean we can fight for a bit longer this time?"

Luxuan: "..."

This girl's focus was always reliably bizarre.

But Zhao Gongming could not help laughing.

"With a great enemy at hand, you are not nervous at all."

Bixiao glanced at her master.

"What is there to be nervous about?"

"Dongwang Gong came last time too."

She said it with complete naturalness.

Zhao Gongming thought about it.

He actually could not refute her.

A Quasi-Saint, the leader of the male immortals, in the eyes of others.

Within their own sect, he seemed to have gradually changed from "one of the Great Wilderness's top mighty figures" into "that person who came last time."

The speed of that fall in status truly was a little miserable.

Luxuan did not continue chatting.

"Let's go."

He took one step.

The surrounding space folded soundlessly.

When they appeared again, they had already arrived at Penglai's outskirts.

In the distance.

The million immortal troops finally came fully into view.

Boundless immortal light covered the sky.

More than ten enormous battle formations linked together.

The auras of dozens of Great Luo rose into the air.

Countless immortal banners, formation disks, and spirit treasures hung above the army formation. Clearly, the Celestial Court had learned its lessons from the previous encounters and had even readjusted its temporary battle formations.

Especially at the center.

A massive formation had not yet fully unfolded, yet it already emitted an aura far surpassing the previous prototype of the Myriad Immortals Formation.

Yunxiao needed only one glance.

Her expression turned serious.

"It is much more complete."

Luxuan nodded.

"Dongwang Gong did not take that beating for nothing."

"After returning, he at least knew to improve the formation."

Several divine senses belonging to Great Wilderness mighty figures happened to sweep over from afar.

Upon hearing those words.

Their auras all trembled faintly.

Why did that evaluation sound so much like a teacher checking a student's homework?

Yet Dongwang Gong's formation last time truly had been dismantled by Luxuan while he taught Yunxiao how to dismantle it.

For a moment.

The moods of quite a few mighty figures watching the battle became rather subtle.

The Celestial Court army gradually came to a halt.

Dongwang Gong stepped out from the Purple-Gold Immortal Chariot.

The two faced each other from hundreds of thousands of miles apart.

"Luxuan."

Dongwang Gong's voice spread throughout the Eastern Sea.

"I shall give you one last chance."

"Hand over the Penglai Origin."

"Take your disciples and leave the Eastern Sea."

"As for everything before this, let it all be wiped clean with one stroke."

After Luxuan heard him out.

He almost wanted to laugh.

Last time, Dongwang Gong had merely wanted him to accept the Celestial Court's rule.

This time, he had directly escalated matters to demanding the Penglai Origin.

After taking a beating.

Not only had his demands not decreased.

They had inflated instead.

"Dongwang Gong."

Luxuan could not be bothered with nonsense.

"Since your Celestial Court dared to come today."

"Then don't even think of going back."

The moment those words fell.

The auras of the million-strong immortal army trembled in unison.

At last, icy killing intent surfaced in Dongwang Gong's eyes.

"Good."

"I would like to see."

"Who exactly won't be going back today!"

Boom!

A violet-gold divine radiance erupted beneath his feet.

Countless Celestial Court cultivators raised their immortal banners at once.

For the first time, the aura of the million-strong immortal army truly linked as one.

Behind Luxuan.

Bixiao had already quietly taken out the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors.

"Master."

"Can we make a move this time?"