Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 47 Breaking the Formation: Penglai Immortal Island and the Black Water Serpent!

Zhao Gongming smiled slightly and pointed to Fangzhang Immortal Island.

"The development rights of Fangzhang Immortal Island belong to the Dragon Clan. The Prime Minister can send people in to search for treasures."

"it is good."

Gui Chengxiang nodded repeatedly and bowed to Zhao Gongming.

"I, Old Turtle, thank Fellow Daoist Gongming on behalf of the clan chief."

Prime Minister Gui was fully aware of the situation; if it weren't for Zhao Gongming's miraculous methods of breaking the formation...

The dragon race cannot possibly consume these three immortal islands.

Once the ten-year period is up, the immortal island will disappear, and all the efforts of his dragon clan will have been in vain. Not only that.

They would also be ridiculed by the Qilin and Phoenix clans, unable to seize the opportunities that came their way.

Although Zhao Gongming has asked for the development rights to two immortal islands in exchange for helping them break the formation, it has also done the dragon clan a great favor.

Zhao Gongming nodded with a smile, then turned to look at Prince Ao Yang, the Third Prince.

"So, is Your Highness the Third Prince now completely convinced?"

Ao Yang's face turned bright red, and he couldn't say a word.

He could only glare at the three dragon clan formation masters in secret.

waste!

They're all useless!

As the three most outstanding array masters of the Dragon Clan, it's shameful that they couldn't even break a mere innate grand array. It's truly shameful.

Ao Yang's face grew increasingly hot. Ignoring his conversation with Zhao Gongming, he bowed to Prime Minister Gui.

"Prime Minister, I'll return to the Dragon Palace to arrange for the necessary personnel."

After saying that, he transformed into a golden dragon and flew into the sea, disappearing from sight.

The Turtle Prime Minister's face showed a slight apology.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming, my Third Prince is just that kind of person, but he is not inherently bad. Please do not take offense."

Zhao Gongming nodded; he had naturally realized that Ao Yang was not a bad person at heart.

Otherwise, I would have killed him right at the start of the battle.

Zhao Gongming looked at the other two fairy islands shrouded in clouds and mist, and laughed.

"Then these two remaining fairy islands are mine to develop."

"Of course, of course."

The Turtle Prime Minister beamed, "Fellow Daoist Gongming, do you need any help from my Dragon Clan?"

"No need, I can manage on my own."

Zhao Gongming shook his head. The system had already said that there were treasures on Penglai and Yingzhou Immortal Islands, but not on Fangzhang Immortal Island.

If the dragons saw this, they would inevitably become suspicious, thinking that they had plotted against them in advance.

Soon, Prime Minister Turtle left to organize manpower to develop Fangzhang Immortal Island.

Zhao Gongming, accompanied by Little Black Tiger and Six Ears, casually arrived at a fairy island and began to break the formation.

Two and a half days later, a loud boom was heard, and the innate array on the immortal island shattered.

The clouds and mist that had enveloped the fairy island gradually dissipated.

A beautiful and spiritually rich fairy island slowly appeared before Zhao Gongming.

At the edge of the fairy island, there is a stone tablet with two large characters engraved on it.

"Penglai!"

This is undoubtedly Penglai Island, one of the three immortal islands.

"Let's go up there first and see what treasures this fairy island has."

If something can be called a treasure by the system, it must at least be at the level of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, right?

Zhao Gongming, Little Black Tiger, and Six Ears went to the Immortal Island.

Upon arriving at the fairy island, a unique feeling immediately washed over me.

The concentration of innate spiritual energy is different!

If we compare the concentration of spiritual energy on the surface of the East China Sea to one...

Then the spiritual energy concentration on Penglai Immortal Island is one hundred!

A difference of a full hundredfold—that's an incredibly terrifying number.

What does this mean? It means that a cultivator with average aptitude can be comparable to a cultivator with top-tier aptitude if they cultivate on Penglai Immortal Island.

If you put a pig, a dog, a donkey, and a chicken on Penglai Island, over time they can all turn into extremely terrifying monsters.

Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth atop Kunlun Mountain is not as rich as that on this Penglai Immortal Island.

Unfortunately, this Penglai Immortal Island only appears once every countless millennia.

Each time, it only stays for a short ten years before disappearing again.

Otherwise, there would definitely be supreme experts who would come to seize these three immortal islands and use them as their own training grounds.

Zhao Gongming casually tossed two huge, red peaches to Liu Er and Xiao Hei Hu before beginning to observe the Penglai Immortal Island.

Penglai Immortal Island truly lives up to its name, having been formed since the beginning of time, before the separation of the primordial chaos.

On the immortal island, ancient medicines, spiritual roots, immortal herbs, and spiritual flowers can be found everywhere, and all kinds of rare birds and beasts appear and disappear unpredictably.

A faint white mist lingers year-round, enveloping the fairy island.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't mist; it was a spiritual mist formed by the combination of innate spiritual energy, the medicinal properties emitted by spiritual flowers, immortal herbs, spiritual roots, and ancient medicines.

Just one whiff of it is enough to refresh the mind and clear the head.

Zhao Gongming, of course, showed no mercy towards these treasures born of heaven and earth.

Spiritual roots, ancient medicines, immortal herbs, spiritual flowers—take them all!

The three of them traveled on, leaving nothing but barren land in their wake.

Zhao Gongming estimated that the old medicines and spiritual herbs he had obtained in just one hour were enough to refine ten batches of Nine-Turn Golden Pills.

The three of them continued on their way and soon arrived at the center of the fairy island.

In the central area, the spiritual energy was even more concentrated, and from a distance, there was a small pool in the very center.

In the small pond, a twelve-petaled white lotus slowly unfurled its petals, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Could this be... a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus?"

Zhao Gongming's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to step forward to take a closer look.

Suddenly my heart skipped a beat, as if something extremely dangerous would happen if I went any further.

"I've heard that rare and precious treasures, especially top-grade spiritual artifacts, are always guarded by exotic beasts. Could it be that this Pure World White Lotus is also guarded by an exotic beast?"

Zhao Gongming's heart stirred slightly, and he secretly transmitted his voice to Little Black Tiger and Six Ears, telling them to wait where they were.

The little black tiger, with six ears, was taken aback at first, then looked around warily before stopping in place and refusing to move forward.

Zhao Gongming, on the other hand, secretly summoned the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner and slowly walked forward.

Just after Zhao Gongming got within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) of the pool.

Suddenly, a slender black figure flew out of the pool, like a black lightning bolt striking head-on.

That terrifying speed caused countless ripples to spread through the void as it struck.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying magical power rushed towards us, at least belonging to the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

It's as if there's an ancient sacred mountain right in front of you, and you can pierce through it in an instant!

"The apricot-yellow flag of the Wu-Ji period, advance!"

Fortunately, Zhao Gongming was prepared and directly brought out the top-tier treasure, the Apricot Yellow Banner.

In an instant, ten thousand golden lotuses appeared, enveloping each other and forming a golden wall that blocked the black figure's path.

The black lightning-like figure moved with incredible speed, completely oblivious to the suddenly appearing golden wall before it crashed headfirst into it.

"Buzz!"

The immense force crashed into the golden wall, creating ripples of gold.

The Blackwater Serpent felt as if it had crashed into an ancient divine mountain.

No, it's on a mountain that's a hundred times more solid than the ancient divine mountain.

The impact left him dizzy, his vision blurred, and his ears ringing. He bounced back to the ground, his long body twisting and turning, clearly indicating that the impact was quite severe.

"It's actually an ancient, exotic species, the Blackwater Serpent?"

Zhao Gongming looked at the black snake, which was about three meters long and twisting on the ground, and made a judgment.

(End of this chapter)