A Flood Swept Away the Dragon King's Temple

While Tieguai Li and the Demon Lord were engaged in a fierce battle, the other seven immortals of Penglai Island were not idle either.

For some reason, Han Xiangzi angered the Dragon King of the East Sea.

He couldn't understand it at all; he was just passing by on the sea, and he never expected to overturn the palace of the Dragon King of the East Sea.

Even in the depths of that Primordial World, one could hear the furious roar of the Dragon King of the East Sea.

The people on Penglai Immortal Island were all deathly pale.

This Han Xiangzi is incredibly audacious! How dare he do such a thing? He's practically asking for death.

With the Dragon King of the East Sea's palace destroyed, what consequences will Penglai Island face? The rest of the people on Penglai Island also wore bitter expressions.

Although the seven immortals were disciples of Penglai Immortal Island, they had also made a mistake this time. They could only pray in their hearts that the Dragon King of the East Sea would not take his anger out on Penglai Immortal Island, since this matter was not their fault.

Han Xiangzi stirred up a storm in the East Sea, enraging the Dragon King of the East Sea and causing great distress to the people of Penglai Immortal Island.

"Brother Han is truly a valiant warrior, unmatched throughout the East Sea. He is indeed worthy of being a descendant of the Penglai Immortal Island."

Standing beside Han Xiangzi was a handsome young man, none other than the Golden-Winged Peng Bird had helped Han Xiangzi overcome his tribulation. It was the Golden-Winged Peng Bird who had helped Han Xiangzi his current success. This time, he had come to repay the Dragon King of the East Sea for saving his life, and also to curry favor with Penglai Island, since there were seven fairies on Penglai Island, and he also wanted to woo one of them.

Hearing the Golden-Winged Peng Bird's praise, Han Xiangzi smiled and nodded, "This time, I'm so grateful for Brother Golden Wing's help; otherwise, I would have perished at the bottom of the sea long ago."

"Brother Han, there's no need for formalities between us. I've come to repay your life-saving grace. I've prepared a gift and hope to share it with you."

Han Xiangzi said, "I'm already very happy that Brother Golden Wing came. How could I accept your gift? You should keep the gift you gave me."

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird chuckled and said, "Between brothers like us, why bother with such things? Besides, the gift I gave you is of excellent quality; Brother Han, you may take it."

Han Xiangzi shook her head and said, "Brother Golden Wing, you should take it back. I can't accept it, and I can't take it with me."

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird laughed and said, "Brother Han, please don't refuse. If you won't accept it, then I'll just leave it here."

After saying this, the Golden-Winged Peng Bird turned and left.

He had only taken two steps when he suddenly heard a strange sound enter his ears. The sound seemed to be the melody of a flute, but it had an unusual rhythm, a rhythm that seemed to come from ancient times.

The flute music felt familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird stopped and listened carefully to the flute music. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he remembered where he had heard the flute music before.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks and exclaimed, "Could it be that thing?!"

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird turned around and looked back.

Han Xiangzi followed the gaze of the Golden-Winged Peng Bird with a puzzled expression.

Not far ahead of them stood an ancient building, made of Mutou.

Next to this wooden building, in an open space, there is a huge rock with three characters written on it, "Eastern Emperor Palace".

Beside the boulder, there was a small pool.

The water in the pool was constantly emitting white steam, which was not only water vapor but also contained a wisp of blood mist.

Han Xiangzi and the Golden-Winged Peng Bird exchanged a glance, both showing disbelief.

"Golden Wing Bro, do you recognize that building?"

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird paused for a moment before saying, "I know him!"

Han Xiangzi exclaimed in surprise, "This building is the Eastern Emperor Palace?!"

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird nodded and said, "This building was originally called the East Sea Divine City, but it was later renamed the Eastern Emperor Palace for some reason. The current Eastern Emperor Palace no longer exists, and we don't know who built it."

Han Xiangzi frowned and said, "This person has some nerve, daring to turn a fairy island into the Eastern Emperor Palace."

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird said, "I think this matter must be related to the Demon Race."

Han Xiangzi said, "So, it's possible that the Eastern Emperor Palace is hiding a great secret?!"

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird pondered for a moment, then shook its head and said, "I don't know, but the fact that the Dragon King of the East Sea overturned the East Sea Divine Hall in his rage suggests that this matter is not so simple. Regardless of whether this is related to the Demon Race or the Immortal Race, we need to be careful."

Han Xiangzi agreed, saying, "This matter is indeed not simple. This person is too arrogant. No, I must hurry back and report to the Immortal Emperor. No matter what, our Penglai Island cannot be implicated. We must return to Penglai Island as soon as possible!"

The Golden-Winged Peng Bird nodded and said, "Then I'll accompany Brother Han back."

Han Xiangzi said, "No need to trouble yourself, I can go back by myself."

"Alright."

Han Xiangzi nodded, and with a flash, he flew into the sky and disappeared above the East Sea Dragon Palace.

"The Dragon King of the East Sea is truly enraged! This was a perilous situation. Fortunately, the Golden Wing Prince came to my aid, otherwise I fear I would have perished at sea."

Upon returning to Penglai Island, Han Xiangzi recounted the day's events to the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor, after listening, raised an eyebrow and said, "That Dragon King of the East Sea is far too domineering. Although Penglai Immortal Island is weak, it's not a place where a mere Jiaolong can do whatever it wants."

"Immortal Emperor, the Dragon King of the East Sea has sent men to hunt us down. I'm worried they won't let us go easily."

The Immortal Emperor shook his head and said, "Don't worry, no matter how arrogant and domineering the Dragon King of the East Sea is, he can't run wild on my Penglai Island. If he wants to destroy my Penglai Immortal Island, he'll have to ask the spear in my hand first."

Seeing that the Immortal Emperor was so insistent, Han Xiangzi stopped talking.

After spending a day on Penglai Island, Han Xiangzi returned to the Immortal Mountain on Penglai Island.

Upon arriving at the Immortal Mountain, he saw the Golden-Winged Peng Bird and a little girl.

Han Xiangzi was taken aback when he saw the little girl.

Han Xiangzi remembered seeing this girl before; she was the same child he had met on Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

At that moment, the little girl was sitting on the ground fiddling with the hem of her clothes.

When she saw Han Xiangzi arrive, she didn't look up but continued playing.

Han Xiangzi thought to himself, "Isn't this the same child I met at Ten Thousand Demon Ridge?"

What's that girl doing on Penglai Island? Does she want to seek refuge with the Immortal Emperor?

Although Han Xiangzi was a Rogue Cultivator, he knew some of the rules of the sects. He didn't dare to speculate about other people's thoughts, especially since the girl was only a few years old.

But since they'd already met, he couldn't just ignore them. Han Xiangzi walked over and said, "Little girl, what brings you to our Penglai Island?"

Upon hearing this, the little girl looked up at Han Xiangzi and said, "Hello, I am a princess from the Immortal Realm. My father is Immortal Venerable. I have come to Penglai Island to gain experience here."