Zhu Rong, Gonggong

The two great ancestral witches of the witch clan arrived together and overpowered the scattered immortals in Penglai.

He Xianweng knew that with his weak strength, it would be impossible to resist Zhu Rong Gonggong, so he could only retreat first.

The powerful mana poured into the jade talisman in his hand, activating the life-saving means left to him by the East Prince.

In an instant, the jade talisman shattered, and a pure Yang sword energy shot out, slashing towards Zhu Rong Gonggong.

He Xianweng seized the opportunity and returned to Penglai, preparing to defend Penglai.

"Looking for death."

Zhu Rong volleyed and punched out the pure Yang sword energy, and the anger in his chest surged.

Just a little loose immortal who dares to defy the majesty of the witch clan is simply getting tired of living.

The nine-turn mysterious power was activated, and the true form of the ancestral witch shone with immortal luster, and once again struck a blow that dominated the world.

This punch contained boundless power and was extremely domineering, but it failed to kill all the immortals in Penglai as Zhu Rong wished.

Above Penglai Island, a thin layer of pale golden shield appeared, blocking Zhu Rong's attack.

He Xianweng, who returned to Penglai, immediately activated the island protection formation, hoping to use the power of the formation to temporarily block the attack of the Wu clan until the time when Dong Wanggong returned for rescue.

"It's so naive to think that even a mere formation can block our clan's progress."

Gonggong smiled coldly and looked at Zhu Rong: "Something may happen, so you and I will take action together and capture Penglai first."

"Okay."

Zhu Rong happily agreed.

Although there were many disagreements between him and Gonggong, in the face of the Wu clan's hegemony, the conflict between water and fire was just a trivial issue.

The two ancestral witches of water and fire took action together, and Penglai Island's innate pure Yang energy formation was broken.

Without the protection of the formation, the scattered immortals were no match for the Wu Clan army and were brutally slaughtered.

Hexianweng and several other Daluo Jinxian were also killed by the great witches of the Wu clan, and Penglai was completely destroyed.

......

Penglai fell, and Dongwanggong, who was fighting fiercely with Donghuang Taiyi, suddenly felt something.

"Witch clan..."

Duke Dongwang looked up to the sky and roared, extremely angry.

He never thought that he would be raided by the Wu clan.

Confused, the sword lost its edge, Dongwanggong's mentality fluctuated violently, and the edge of the Pure Yang Divine Sword dropped sharply. This was the best time to capture it.

But Donghuang Taiyi did not increase the intensity of his attack. His face was uglier than Dongwanggong, and his domineering and leering eyes were full of anger.

"Hateful..."

Donghuang Taiyi's face was ashen and extremely angry.

He was fighting against the Eastern Prince here, but the Wu clan went to capture Penglai Island. This kind of peach-picking behavior is the most disgusting.

However, the matter has come to this, and anger is useless. The reality will not be changed by His anger.

His eyes returned to Dong Wanggong. He destroyed Dong Wanggong first, and then went to Penglai Island to drive away the Wu tribe barbarians. It was still too late.

"Tai Yiyin."

The Yuan Shen communicates with the laws of all ways, uses the infinite power of the universe for his own use, and once again exerts the magical power of enlightenment.

Yin and Yang are infinite, the four images are infinite, the five elements are infinite, the heaven and earth are infinite...

All kinds of infinite power pushed the Taiyi Seal, and the East Prince was defeated one after another, and the hand holding the sword was dripping with blood.

Donghuang Taiyi, who took action with all his strength, was too strong, and his infinite power could defeat all kinds of magic. No matter how much Dongwang used his magical powers, he was easily crushed by Donghuang Taiyi.

"Fellow Taoist, help me."

The Pure Yang Divine Sword slashed out the Sky-Breaking Sword Qi, blocking the attack of Taiyi Seal. Dongwanggong bloomed three flowers on his head, trying to summon the three corpse incarnations to help him fight against Donghuang Taiyi.

The good corpse and the evil corpse of the East Prince jump out from among the three flowers. One holds the Nine Dragons Golden Staff, and the other holds the Pure Yang Dao Bell on his head.

The Duke of the East and Shan Hua stood side by side, fighting each other, and jointly besieged Dong Huang Taiyi.

The Pure Yang Divine Sword splits the heaven and earth, the Nine Dragons Golden Staff changes into shape and breaks everything, the Pure Yang Dao Bell solidifies the void...

Ordinary quasi-sage strongmen will inevitably die under attack from three sides. It is a pity that Dongwanggong's opponent is Donghuang Taiyi.

His face was slightly solemn, even as powerful as Donghuang Taiyi, he could not despise the offensive of Dongwanggong's trinity.

He suddenly slapped the Donghuang Bell with his palm, and the rolling bell waves rippled, easily repelling the attacks of Dongwanggong's three innate spiritual treasures.

The East Emperor Bell contains the secret of opening up the sky, and the chaos bell wave restrains all methods. With the East Emperor Bell close by, few people below the saint can hurt the East Emperor Taiyi.

Dang~

The bell of chaos resounded throughout the world, destroying the evil incarnation of Dongwang Gong with a devastating force, showing the invincible style of the innate treasure.

Donghuang Taiyi no longer intends to fight with Dongwanggong. He wants to deal with Dongwanggong as soon as possible, and then rush to Penglai to deal with those Wu tribe barbarians.

There is a price to pay for picking peaches.

With the Donghuang Bell in hand, and Donghuang Taiyi’s own cultivation level far surpassing that of Dongwanggong, with the two combined, Dongwanggong is no match for Donghuang Taiyi.

The East Emperor Bell suppressed the three innate spiritual treasures of the Pure Yang Divine Sword, the Nine Dragons Golden Staff, and the Pure Yang Dao Bell, and the East Emperor Taiyi used the Taiyi Seal to kill the East Prince.

Not long after, Duke Dongwang was severely injured by Donghuang Taiyi. His soul, body, and true spirit were all shattered by the seal of Taiyi. He was at the end of his rope and was about to perish.

"I still lost in the end!"

Prince Dong smiled sadly, looking extremely miserable.

He once thought that even if he lost to Donghuang Taiyi, he would not lose too badly, but the cruel facts proved that he was far inferior to Donghuang Taiyi.

Although he was defeated miserably at the hands of Donghuang Taiyi, he did not resent Donghuang Taiyi. It was an honor to be defeated at the hands of a stronger man than himself.

At least Donghuang Taiyi defeated him openly and without using any underhanded means.

"Fellow Taoist, walk well."

Donghuang Taiyi solemnly said goodbye to Duke Dong.

Then it tore through the void and headed towards Penglai.

Go to settle accounts with the Wu tribe barbarians and take back Penglai Island.

Penglai Island, as a holy land for casual cultivators, is not only of great significance, but also contains many rare resources. It must not fall into the hands of the Wu clan.

As soon as Donghuang Taiyi left, Sanqing came to see Dongwang off.

After all, Duke Dongwang is the first of the male immortals appointed by Taoist Hongjun, and he is also the great master of Xuanmen. If he is going to die, Sanqing must show some expression.

Looking at Duke Dongwang who was breathing his last breath, Daode Tianzun said softly: "My fellow Taoist will return from the catastrophe someday, and Pindao will personally guide you to the Tao."

With the guarantee of the Moral God, Duke Dongwang no longer has any worries.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, I am gone!"

As soon as the words fell, Duke Dongwang died, leaving only a ray of true spirit and three innate spiritual treasures.

The Moral Goddess waved his robe sleeves and put away the true spirits and spiritual treasures left by Prince Dong, with a calm expression on his face.

Dongwanggong once participated in the war to exterminate demons. He maintained order in the ancient world at the beginning of this era and had great merits. He should not be completely destroyed. It is what he, a saint, should do to protect his remaining true spirit and guide him into the Tao in the future.

As for the three innate spiritual treasures left by Dong Wanggong, with the wealth and background of Daode Tianzun, he can't do such a shameful thing as embezzling them.

Who is the Moral God?

One of the Three Pure Ones! Pangu Zongzong! The true son of Tiandao!

How could you be so rare about three innate spiritual treasures?

In the Eight Views Palace, the pure bottles and gourds used to hold water and elixirs are all of the innate spiritual treasure level.

Putting away the remaining true spirits and spiritual treasures of Dongwanggong, Sanqing did not stop, crossed the limit of hundreds of millions of miles of void, and returned to Kunlun in an instant.
Chapter completed!