Above the East Sea, Penglai Immortal Island

Chapter 33 Above the East Sea, Penglai Immortal Island

After Yang Gui left, Hou Tu looked distressed.

They reappeared inside the Pangu Palace.

The entire Pangu Temple was eerily quiet.

Looking at her older brothers and sisters, whose faces were gloomy and who were no longer as spirited as before, the Ancestral Witch Houtu was at a loss for words.

The lack of even a single drop of essence blood, while not fundamentally damaging, nearly caused all the Ancestral Witches to fall from their cultivation levels.

After a long while, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang slowly spoke, "Remember today's events, and within ten thousand years, do everything in your power to restore your origin!"

"Brother, we'll have to fight that guy sooner or later!" Zhu Rong roared in a low voice.

Di Jiang's face darkened. "Enough!"

"I'm telling you to remember, don't cause trouble if you don't have the strength! I'm not telling you to hold grudges!"

A sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

It's impossible to carry it, absolutely impossible!

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Though we are close at hand, we are worlds apart; a single thought can transport us to a vast distance.

After leaving the territory where the Ancestral Witch resided, Yang Gui sped off from east to north.

"Above the East Sea, there are three immortal islands that seem to have yet to be born."

Penglai, Yingzhou, Fangzhang.

Three islands and ten continents, a famous scenic spot in the East China Sea.

The birthplace of Dongwanggong, the foremost male immortal.

Yingzhou and Fangzhang Islands are ethereal and mysterious.

There are many different legends surrounding these two islands.

Yang Gui was somewhat eager to try, "I wonder if we can move one of the islands to the North Sea."

Having been in the primordial world for billions of years, he had been floating on the North Sea.

I instinctively consider Beihai my home, and now it's time to renovate it.

Although the North Sea is one of the four great seas, it is much colder and more desolate than the other three seas.

Apart from the Northern Sea of ​​Kunpeng, there are no other famous places.

The Northern Sea, where Kunpeng resides, is located in the far north, a place sparsely populated.

In contrast, consider the East China Sea.

The Dragon Han Dynasty was a gathering place for the dragon race.

The Lich Wars are the place where the sages practice.

The coast of the East China Sea later became the ancestral home of the human race.

It can be described as a place where the primordial energy and fortune of heaven and earth converge.

The wilderness was boundless, the sky was high and the land was vast.

Yang Gui traveled an unknown distance before finally appearing on the shores of the East China Sea.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

A giant tortoise, hundreds of feet in size, had been waiting there for a long time.

Upon seeing Yang Gui, they quickly stepped forward and bowed.

Yang Gui remained calm. "No need for formalities. Take me to Penglai Island."

After tens of thousands of years of development, the Xuan Turtle Clan, which secretly devoured the vast fortune of the Dragon Clan, had already spread throughout the prehistoric land.

Besides the first batch of Xuan Turtle he created, many other turtle species also emerged, among which the Xuan Turtle is the most noble among all turtle species.

With the Dragon Master Turtle suppressing everything, no scaled creature, bird, or beast clan dared to specifically target the Xuan Turtle clan.

This also means that the Xuan Turtle is quite safe wherever it appears, as long as it's not too unlucky.

"Please, Ancestor!"

The hundred-zhang-sized Xuan Turtle, at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm, lay on the ground carrying Yang Gui as it flew towards the East Sea.

He had already secretly instructed Turtle to keep an eye on the three islands in the East China Sea.

Previously, when the various deities manifested, a trace of pure Yang energy was captured by Gui Yi using the Dragon Book.

That was the aura that emanated when the Eastern King Duke took human form.

Let the tortoise directly determine the location of Penglai Immortal Island.

"Legend has it that there are twelve kinds of pure white lotuses on Penglai Island. I wonder if it's true."

After the Chaos Green Lotus was destroyed, it was transformed from a lotus seed and originated from the same source as the Twelve-Petaled World-Destroying Black Lotus.

And there's also the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation of the Eastern King Duke!

The East China Sea is calm.

After the initial calamity of the Dragon-Han era, the Dragon Clan was once again stationed in the East Sea.

The entire East China Sea did not present the scene of widespread warfare and killing that one might imagine in later generations.

soon.

Led by the black tortoise beneath his feet, Yang Gui arrived at a sea area.

"Ancestor, gather at the location that Ancestor Guiyi mentioned."

The black tortoise spoke in a deep voice, revealing its enormous head.

Yang Gui nodded. "Thank you for your trouble. I'll go by myself from now on."

A beam of light appeared from Yang Gui's hand and entered the brain of the black tortoise beneath his feet.

The Xuan Turtle remained motionless as the light flowed into its body. After a long while, its aura suddenly surged, indicating that it had entered the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm, just one step away from the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

"Thank you so much, Ancestor!!"

After regaining its senses, the black tortoise excitedly bowed to the spot where Yang Gui had disappeared!

Yang Gui had now arrived in a hazy, gray void.

The surrounding area was a chaotic mass, clearly a primordial array.

Yang Gui, whose array formation laws had long been perfected, used the restrictions in his hands to break through the innate array in no time and arrived at an island.

"Great island!"

Auspicious clouds rise, and celestial light fills the sky.

Spiritual birds abound, and celestial plants flourish.

Yang Gui had seen Buzhou Mountain, the first mountain in the primordial world, and had also been to Mount Sumeru in the west; it is clear that he was still somewhat amazed when he saw Penglai Island.

Every place in this vast and ancient land has its own unique characteristics.

Penglai Island was called the Immortal Island in later generations, and seeing it today, it truly lives up to its name!

"It seems that Penglai Island is about to be born."

The Eastern King Duke has taken human form, and Hongjun is about to become a saint.

The Eastern King Duke was appointed as the head of the male immortals, gathering all the immortals to form the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation; at that time, Penglai Immortal Island would be a gathering place for heroes, and he could be said to have stolen the limelight.

Judging by the timing, Yang Gui arrived at just the right moment.

Within his vast perception, he clearly sensed a surge of pure Yang energy at the other end near Penglai Island.

Who else could it be but the Eastern King Duke?

It was formed from the first pure Yang energy in the primordial world, and was born with great fortune; unfortunately, it was unlucky and its virtue did not match its position.

He became the biggest joke in the primordial world and an unlucky guy.

Without paying much attention to the Eastern King Duke, Yang Gui began searching Penglai Island.

Although Penglai is an island, its area is quite large, totaling 1,296 million li, which is exactly one yuan.

Yang Gui did not fly too fast, but instead circled around the island, carefully pondering the situation.

He intended to move one of the three islands to the North Sea to make it his sacred site, so he needed to have some understanding of the three islands.

The three islands were formed from fragments of chaos that fell into the primordial world at the time of creation, and took root in the East Sea.

But only Penglai Immortal Island is the most famous in the primordial world.

The remaining two islands are shrouded in mystery.

"Found it!"

A large formation caught Yang Gui's attention.

At the summit of a mountain, clouds and mist swirl around.

At the top, a hundred-foot-deep pool of water emitted a strange light.

Within the pool, white lotus flowers sat two feet apart, with the central one displaying twelve petals, remaining still and radiating a pure, holy light as clear as jade.

The supreme innate spiritual treasure, the twelfth-grade Pure White Lotus!

Yang Gui was overjoyed; he had seen firsthand just how powerful the Twelfth Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus was.

The Pure White Lotus of the same level is impervious to all laws, stabilizes the mind, and can suppress destiny!

Apart from that one twelve-petaled pure white lotus, there were countless nine-petaled, six-petaled, and three-petaled white lotuses in the hundred-foot-deep pool.

The water in the pool is the divine water of the Three Lights.

"Excellent!"

With a thought, Yang Gui's hundred-foot pool disappeared, and he stored it in the turtle's shell miniature world, located not far from the ten-thousand-foot pool.

He refined most of the 48 innate restrictions of the Twelfth Grade Pure World White Lotus in an instant, storing them in his sea of ​​consciousness to defend his primordial spirit.

It resides beneath the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation.

These Pure World White Lotuses, though less than twelve in number, are all spiritual treasures. Even though they are less than twelve in number, they can eventually reach the perfect tenth grade over time.

"As for the others, they are all ordinary spiritual plants, nothing special."

Looking at the other parts of Penglai Island, one finds many spiritual creatures commonly found in the primordial wilderness.

As Yang Gui left the mountain, a series of beams of light flashed in his eyes, and he took in all the great formations within Penglai Island.

Finally, they arrived at a vast area, and Yang Gui stopped.

"Found it!"

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