Suddenly, someone realized, "Zitian Xianlao is also a female immortal. Why does she belong to Penglai Immortal Island and not under the management of Queen Mother of the West?"
"That's because she is not listed in the Queen Mother's Golden Register, nor is she part of the immortal hierarchy. She is merely a rogue cultivator!"
All the great powers turned to look at the source of the voice, and there, a woman in green robes descended from the sky.
"Qingniao Xianzi!"
"What? Qingniao Xianzi, who is always by the Queen Mother's side?"
"It must be her. I have seen this immortal by the Queen Mother's side before."
Zitian Xianlao said coldly, "Why, is the always aloof West Kunlun also here to snatch treasures?"
Qingniao Xianzi smiled and said, "I am not here to snatch treasures, but only to prevent them from falling into the hands of your Penglai Dao."
"You!" Zitian Xianlao's face flushed with anger, but she did not back down. The Sirius apparition behind her let out a long howl, and streaks of escaping light rose from the eastern sky.
Seeing this, Qingniao Xianzi reached out, snatched the Xuanyuan Banner, and casually tossed it towards the great powers.
The great powers saw the treasure right before their eyes, and no amount of danger could suppress their desires.
Immediately, one great power after another made their move to snatch it, and the Xuanyuan Banner gradually moved westward.
Qingniao Xianzi merely watched Zitian Xianlao from the side. As long as she didn't move, neither would Zitian Xianlao.
"Zitian, you stole the Queen Mother's immortal medicine back then, had your immortal rank stripped, and became a castaway of West Kunlun. I didn't expect you to remain unrepentant and join Penglai Island. Aren't you afraid the Queen Mother will take you and suppress you under West Kunlun?"
Zitian Xianlao snorted coldly, "I only seek the Dao, what wrong have I committed? I am now a quasi-saint great power, while you are still in the Great Luo realm. If not for our past relationship, I would have already captured you."
Hearing this, Qingniao Xianzi couldn't help but scoff.
"Then try me. I will show you that heavenly and earthly great powers are not something a pseudo-quasi-saint like you can compare with!"
Zitian's expression faltered. Qingniao Xianzi was the foremost immortal under the Queen Mother, and her strength was far from ordinary. This was also why she was only blustering and did not dare to make a move. Da Feng Novel Network.
Old Ancestor Minghe watched the great powers fight over the spiritual treasure. He was not in a hurry, merely standing on the sea of blood and waiting quietly.
Not long after he emerged, he was able to contend with the heavenly and earthly great powers of the Qilin clan without defeat using the power of the sea of blood. Now, he was even more extraordinary, and this was his confidence.
If he didn't let these great powers fight for a while longer, how could the sea of blood gain more blood?
Just as the great powers were locked in battle, dozens of escaping lights suddenly flew from the horizon, completely encircling an area of a hundred thousand li. Leading them were six immortals, each possessing an extremely powerful aura.
"The Ten Great Immortal Elders of Penglai Immortal Island!"
As soon as this was said, some great powers with extremely keen eyesight immediately turned and fled.
The six immortal elders did not stop them, merely observing coldly.
Behind them, thirty-six immortals were arranging a great formation around the Xuanyuan Banner.
At this, the great powers scattered and fled.
Six immortal elders and thirty-six great powers, a large portion of Penglai Immortal Island's elite had gathered here. Even the bravest among them knew the gravity of the situation.
An elder at the forefront announced loudly, "I am Tie Ling Xianlao of Penglai Immortal Island. This treasure rightfully belongs to our Penglai. All unauthorized individuals, retreat immediately!"
Immediately, the thirty-six immortals released their decrees, and the formation flags in the hands of the six immortal elders flew into the sky. They moved according to an arcane formation, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to set up a great formation.
Qingniao Xianzi's expression sank. Although these individuals were all dilettantes, they were too numerous to contend with.
Her Kunlun followed an elite path. Every female immortal was hard-won, and therefore, Kunlun's teachings focused on the true Dao. While cultivation was arduous, it allowed for direct progress.
Gu Xuan</span> Penglai Island's teachings, however, had been fundamentally altered by Dong Wang Gong. Although they achieved rapid results, their cultivation realms often stagnated, and they could only be considered pseudo-Great Luo, pseudo-quasi-saints.
But their sheer numbers created momentum. Cultivators throughout the world yearned for Penglai, and even West Kunlun had to yield to them.
But at this moment, wind and clouds suddenly arose from beyond the heavens, and a surging tide swept in all directions. The sky became like a sea, and the vast waters rushed towards the great formation of Penglai Immortal Island.
The faces of the six immortal elders changed drastically. They hastily activated the formation, and clouds and mist swirled, merging all methods into one. The phantom image of Penglai Immortal Island descended, an immortal island in the sea, unwavering in the vast ocean, unyielding in the deep sea.
The tidal waters of the sky receded. A strong wind arose, and the clouds flew, stirring the wind of the nine heavens and creating a void storm. The terrifying void storm devoured the spatial energy around the formation, engulfing even the power of heaven and earth.
Seeing this power, Qingniao Xianzi quickly retreated. Such might was beyond that of heavenly and earthly great powers. The people of Penglai Immortal Island were destined to have no share in this treasure!
Zitian Xianlao's expression was complex, but she still flew into the formation. The seven immortal elders formed a formation of seven extremes, drawing upon the seven stars of the Northern Dipper, conjuring a great formation. Stars revolved, mountains and islands towered, and vast oceans surged. It was a scene that slowly stabilized the turn of wind and water.
But suddenly, a cold snort echoed from beyond the heavens. "Mere juniors, how dare you contend with this ancestor?"
As the voice faded, a giant palm extinguished the void and arrived.
It was the most ancient three-legged beast claw, its grayish-green surface imbued with a primal, ancient aura that struck fear into the heart.
"Boom~"
With a deafening roar, ten thousand li of void above the sea of blood annihilated. The chaotic space raged like the primordial chaos at the beginning of heaven and earth. All phenomena were in disarray.
With a tearing sound, the giant palm extinguished stars like torn silk. The illusions of mountains and islands collapsed. The grayish-green beast claw gripped the Xuanyuan Banner and retreated into the void.
All the great powers were stunned. Even Minghe and the people of Penglai Immortal Island no longer dared to fight.
Such peerless powerhouses were beyond their ability to contend with.
Minghe was filled with regret. Missing this ultimate treasure meant missing a great opportunity.
But at this moment, a pure white light bridge connected heaven and earth, halting the giant claw that was about to fully disappear into the void.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
A clear voice echoed through the void, as if time itself had momentarily paused.
But the grayish-green beast claw clearly had no intention of waiting. Wind and water manifested on its palm, repelling the light bridge as it plunged into the void.
Everyone looked at the newcomer. A Taoist priest in green robes stood at the other end of the light bridge, his sleeves fluttering, his black hair tied up, his eyes like stars, gazing at the spot where the giant claw had disappeared.
A strand of black silk entered the void, and the light bridge reappeared. The entire sky above the sea of blood was shattered by more than half, revealing the giant claw traversing through space.
The black silk filled the sky for a moment and then entwined itself around the giant claw. The strand, as thin as a thread, immobilized the giant claw, preventing it from retreating further. The other end of the silk fell into Qingling's hand.
The owner of the giant claw snorted coldly, "Have you forgotten the favor I bestowed upon you by giving you a spiritual treasure back then?"
Zhen Yuan and Hong Yun, standing behind Qingling, looked curiously at the owner of the giant claw.
Qingling smiled and said, "I remember the favor of that year in my heart. However, this treasure originates from the sea of blood and belongs to the Earth Dao. It concerns the destiny of the Earth Dao, so I must intervene!"
"Then you are determined to contend with me?"
Qingling nodded, "I apologize!"
"Good!" The void collapsed, and a figure emerged, with a surging tide-like fish beneath his feet and a great roc spreading its wings above his head.
The roc and fish swam together, converging with the wind and water. Kunpeng, his face ashen, looked at Qingling. However, the Kunpeng before them was no longer the youthful Kunpeng of the Northern Darkness from years ago, but a middle-aged figure, as if he had experienced great hardships.