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Chapter 5 Pure Yang Immortal
The East China Sea is vast and boundless, with its blue waves stretching to the horizon. It should be a blessed land for immortals and a place where all spirits roam.
However, at this moment, as soon as Kunpeng stepped into the depths of the East Sea, what came into view was a horrific scene of carnage.
The once azure sea has now been stained a shocking dark red by endless blood.
The thick stench of blood soared into the sky, even causing a change in the celestial phenomena, with dark clouds pressing down and thunder rumbling overhead.
The sea surface was covered with countless corpses of shrimp soldiers, crab generals, giant whales, and dragons.
Limbs and severed arms drifted with the current, and the enormous dragon corpse lay across the reef, its scales shattered and its blood flowing into the sea like a waterfall, a scene of utter desolation.
This place has just experienced a one-sided massacre.
"Such domineering methods, such intense pure yang energy."
The Kunpeng concealed itself in the clouds, its gaze piercing through the layers of blood mist, locking onto the area directly above the East Sea Dragon Palace.
There, a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a pure gold robe stood suspended in mid-air.
This Taoist priest had a dignified appearance, with a face like a full moon. His body was surrounded by a dazzling pure yang golden light, as bright as the sun. He was extremely yang and strong, as if he were the source of yang energy in the world.
Above his head, an ancient-looking golden bell floated leisurely, casting down rays of golden light that protected the Taoist priest, making him impervious to all magic.
Beside him, a golden divine sword emitted a dazzling light, instantly evaporating the seawater and distorting the void.
"The manifestation of primordial pure yang energy...is it him?"
Kunpeng narrowed his eyes, and the name of a powerful being from the primordial era instantly appeared in his mind.
Dongwanggong!
He was later appointed by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun as the leader of the male immortals, ruling over all the immortals in the primordial world, and sharing the Yin and Yang energies with the Queen Mother of the West.
However, although this Eastern King Duke was destined for greatness, he was an ambitious but incompetent man who was ignorant of the times and ultimately died in the struggle against the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.
"That bell should be the Jingyang Bell, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and that Pure Yang Sword."
Kunpeng's gaze fell upon the golden bell, recognizing it as the Jingyang Bell, the companion spirit treasure of the Eastern King Duke.
Although this treasure is not as domineering as the Chaos Bell, it is still a rare and top-grade spiritual treasure, combining offense and defense. When the bell tolls, it can stabilize the world and disturb the mind.
At this moment, the future leader of the male immortals was looking down at the crumbling Crystal Palace with a cold expression.
"The great calamity of the Dragon-Han era has passed, and the fate of your dragon race has run its course. Why then do you stubbornly resist?"
The voice of the Eastern King Duke was like rolling thunder: "I was born of pure Yang energy and was born in accordance with the will of Heaven. I wish to establish a celestial court and rule over all the immortals."
"If you obediently hand over the Myriad Dragon Seal, a relic of the Ancestral Dragon, I might spare your life and ensure the continuation of your dragon bloodline. Otherwise, today is the day your East Sea Dragon Palace will be annihilated!"
Inside the Crystal Palace, Ao Guang, the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan, is struggling to hold on with the help of the clan's protective formation.
Behind him stood a group of trembling dragon sons and grandsons.
The once invincible dragon race, which dominated the primordial world, has now fallen to the point of being humiliated by a single person blocking their doorway.
"Dong Wang Gong! Don't even think about it!"
Ao Guang roared in grief and indignation, his eyes filled with blood, "The Myriad Dragon Seal is the ancestral dragon's most precious treasure, used to suppress the last bit of fortune of my dragon clan, and it is also related to the fate of all aquatic creatures in the world!"
If this treasure is lost, our dragon race will be utterly adrift, helpless and at the mercy of others! Even if we are all wiped out today, we will never hand this treasure over to anyone!
The Myriad Dragons Treasure Seal!
This item is to the dragon race what the demon-summoning banner is to the demon race, and the Kongtong Seal is to the human race.
It is not only a powerful weapon for attack, but also the authority to control the fate of a clan.
Whoever controls the Myriad Dragon Seal will be able to command all aquatic creatures in the world and even mobilize the power of the four seas!
"So that's what it was for!" Kunpeng instantly understood.
The Eastern King Duke was ambitious and wanted to unite the immortals and gods of the primordial world to establish a powerful force. Naturally, he needed a powerful treasure that could suppress the destiny of the world.
This Myriad Dragons Seal is undoubtedly one of the best choices.
In mid-air, Dongwanggong was furious when he saw that Ao Guang dared to refuse.
If it were before the initial calamity of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the Eastern King Duke would naturally not dare to cause trouble in the Dragon Palace.
At that time, the Ancestral Dragon was still alive, and the Candle Dragon was not asleep. Any elder at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm could easily suppress him.
But now, the Ancestral Dragon has perished and his power has vanished. The dragon clan's experts have been almost entirely wiped out in the war between the three races, and most of the survivors are sleeping and healing in the deep sea eye, barely clinging to life.
At this time, the Dragon Palace was at its weakest.
On the other hand, Dong Wang Gong was born as a Great Luo Golden Immortal and possessed two top-grade companion spiritual treasures. In his eyes, the East Sea Dragon Clan was no different from ants.
Upon realizing this, the Eastern King Duke changed the hand seal in his hand.
"Thump—!"
Jingyang Zhong shone with golden light, transforming into a towering divine mountain that fiercely suppressed the protective mountain formation.
Meanwhile, the Pure Yang Sword transformed into a golden sword rainbow that pierced through the heavens and earth, carrying the Pure Yang Fire that could incinerate all things, and slashed towards the weakest point of the great formation.
"boom--!"
With a deafening roar, the light screen of the Myriad Dragons Paying Homage to the Ancestor Formation shook violently, and the illusory dragons on it emitted mournful cries.
It visibly dimmed, and looked like it was about to shatter completely!
Upon seeing this, the Eastern King Duke revealed a smug smile.
At that very moment, a sudden change occurred!
An intense killing intent appeared silently behind him.
The killing intent was so pure and cold that this great god, who was formed from innate pure yang energy, actually felt a chill emanating from the depths of his primordial spirit!
Two sword lights, one red and one black, tore through the void and pierced straight for the Eastern King's vital heart!
"not good!"
As a top-tier innate deity, Dongwanggong's mind was filled with alarm bells as he faced the life-or-death moment.
He didn't have time to think, or even to turn around, before he suddenly summoned Jingyang Zhong from above to protect himself!
"clang--!"
A deafening clang of metal resounded throughout the East China Sea.
The two swords, one red and one black, struck the Jingyang Bell squarely.
A terrifying killing power erupted, and even though Jingyang Zhong was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, it was still slashed and sent flying backward with a flash of divine light.
The Eastern King himself was struck as if by lightning. He let out a muffled groan and staggered forward for thousands of miles before finally regaining his footing.
He turned around abruptly, both surprised and furious, and shouted angrily:
"Who dares to ambush me, you cowardly rat!"
Before the words were finished, ripples appeared in the void.
A giant twelve-petaled red lotus slowly emerged.
On the crimson lotus, Kunpeng stood with his hands behind his back.
He was dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, with long hair flowing down his shoulders. His eyes were sinister and cold as he stared at the Eastern King Duke in front of him.
"A rat?"
Kunpeng sneered and slowly said, "Dongwanggong, when you took advantage of the Dragon Clan's crisis to carry out your acts of plunder and robbery, can you call that righteous and honorable?"
I was simply giving them a taste of their own medicine.
Dongwanggong's pupils contracted as he sensed the extremely uncomfortable aura emanating from Kunpeng.
He was especially horrified when he saw the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Lotus beneath Kunpeng's feet and the Yuan Tu Abi Twin Swords that had just ambushed him.
Three top-grade innate spiritual treasures?! This... how is this possible?!
He boasted of his great fortune, yet he was only born with two top-grade spiritual treasures.
Who exactly is this Taoist priest in front of me, that he is so wealthy?
However, Kunpeng had no intention of wasting words with Dongwanggong.
A murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and with a thought, the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords, which had been knocked away, emitted a clear and melodious sword cry.
Once again, they transformed into two deadly beams of light, hurtling towards Dong Wanggong.
At the same time, he was making rapid calculations in his mind.
"Dong Wang Gong, whose innate pure yang energy has taken form, is no less capable than mine."
He was later personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor as the head of the male immortals, possessing immense fortune.
"If... I could devour and refine this future leader of male immortals, seize his essence, his fortune, and his spiritual treasures... how much stronger would my essence become?"