Blood rain drifted through the heavens and earth, spiritual energies were thrown into disarray, and everyone nearby stared in stunned silence.
Fengling stood with her red lips parted, her face blank as she looked at everything before her. It was as though her blood had frozen in an instant.
Ao Jin was the leader of the Dragon Clan here. Of noble status, he was Ancestral Dragon's grandson, and his strength was not to be underestimated—he had reached the late stage of Supreme Unity Golden Immortal!
Yet such a peerless prodigy, blessed with exceptional bloodline talent and surpassed only by those Great Firmament Golden Immortals, had been smashed to death by a treasure seal that the Daoist had blown back with a single breath? What realm was that Daoist in!?
Could Lady Yuanfeng accomplish such a feat? The person before them was likely above even the Great Firmament Golden Immortal realm...
Clearly, Fengling was not the only one who had realized this. The Dragon Clan members were likewise so terrified by the sight that they could not speak.
Li Yi swept his gaze across the scene, using his mana to gather up the Spirit Treasures from Xuangui's body and Ao Jin's body. Then, looking at the innate formation outside the immortal island before him, he took a step forward and vanished from where he stood.
Only several seconds after Li Yi entered the immortal island did the Dragon Clan members finally come back to their senses, belatedly letting out mournful cries.
"The Seventh Prince is dead! Elder Xuangui is dead too!"
Ao Jin was Ancestral Dragon's grandson, of exceptionally noble status. Now that Ao Jin was dead, even if the others returned, they would still be implicated.
Looking at the Dragon Clan, the chill in Fengling's heart did not fade in the slightest. Staring at the phantom image of the immortal island before her, she completely lost any desire to remain. She ordered them to return to the Dragon Clan, while she herself led the Phoenix Clan away from the area.
The rogue cultivators outside retreated even faster than the Dragon and Phoenix Clan members, afraid of becoming entangled in the karma here and being implicated by that nameless Daoist who had brazenly slain a dragon prince...
Within the innate formation, Li Yi took step after step. With every step, the scene before him transformed in countless ways. After taking ninety-nine consecutive steps, the view before him changed completely. He had finally set foot on the island itself. Looking at the island filled with dense innate spiritual energy, Li Yi was struck by sudden inspiration and unconsciously spoke two words.
"Penglai?"
As Li Yi's voice fell, the words "Penglai" slowly emerged upon the stone stele at the island's edge.
As Li Yi extended his divine sense to refine the immortal island's stone stele, he immediately gained some understanding of the innate formation that had blocked him earlier, and could not help feeling fortunate.
It was only because there were no living beings on this island. If a living being at the Great Firmament Golden Immortal realm had occupied the island and controlled this innate grand formation, even he would likely have found it difficult to break in!
Of course, everything now had fallen into his hands. With his current realm and knowledge of formations, if he guarded this place, no one could enter unless they were a Sage.
Setting aside those thoughts, Li Yi slowly walked toward the center of the island. The entire island spanned hundreds of millions of kilometers in length and width, with countless immortal herbs and spiritual veins. Within the earth veins, several Spirit Treasures could vaguely be sensed still taking shape. Most crucially, however, was the brilliant immortal light blooming at the center of the island.
With a single step, Li Yi appeared beside that immortal light. Within it was a pure white immortal lotus, its petals yet to bloom, radiant immortal light spreading from its lotus body.
With just one glance, Li Yi understood the identity of the Spirit Treasure before him.
"Twelfth-Rank Pure World White Lotus?"
This was a treasure formed from a lotus seed of the Genesis Azure Lotus. It was on the same level as the Demon Ancestor's Twelfth-Grade Black Lotus of World Destruction. Though it fell short of an Innate Supreme Treasure, it was undoubtedly among the finest Innate Spiritual Treasures.
After sensing it briefly, Li Yi understood.
"Another three hui, and it will be born..."
Three hui meant a little over thirty thousand years. At his current realm, that was practically no more than the flick of a finger.
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