Chapter 1015 3 Immortals Island

After finalizing the suppression treasure, Eldrin sheathed the Heavenly Net Sword Embryo.

He then cast his gaze upon the other 3 immortal treasures before continuing, "These artifacts are also quite remarkable. Let us divide and refine them."

"Very well."

Lyra nodded, her gaze settling upon several immortal treasures.

Among these immortal treasures, the Golden Cauldron of Immolation was the most precious, followed by the Firefeather Raiment as a paramount protective treasure. As for the remaining Crimson Sky Divine Thunder Mirror, crafted from the polished skull of a deity, its power was equally extraordinary.

After a moment of contemplation, she spoke, "I happen to lack an offensive treasure. I shall take this Crimson Sky Divine Thunder Mirror."

Seeing this, Qing Ji took the Fire Feather Immortal Garment and said, "With my Azure Sea-Quelling Sword in hand and this Fire Feather Immortal Garment for protection, I can truly be called balanced in both offense and defense."

After the 2 had each taken their treasures, only the Burning Immortal Golden Cauldron remained.

This Golden Cauldron of Immortal Incineration could unleash flames capable of burning immortals, its power ranking first among the 3 celestial treasures. To claim the 2 of them were unmoved would be utterly impossible.

Eldrin understood perfectly well that the only reason the 2 of them had refrained from claiming this treasure was because they intended to entrust it to him.

For Eldrin, possessing this treasure would also enhance his combat prowess by several degrees.

With this in mind, Eldrin still accepted the Immolation Gold Cauldron and began setting up the mountain-protecting grand formation.

With the combined cultivation bases of the 3, they soon erected an immortal-grade grand formation above the Fire Mulberry Island.

This formation was known as the 'Sword Malice Demon-Slaying Array', capable of channeling the vast immortal spiritual energy of the island to unleash the Heaven-Net Sword Malice. Its offensive power even surpassed the 'Burning Immortal Grand Array' deployed by the demon tribe.

As the grand formation took shape, Lyra couldn't help but murmur with faint delight, "With this formation's power, we might even hold our ground against immortals and demons at the late Ascension stage."

"You and I have claimed this place, so we'll have some measure of security from now on."

"Hmm."

Eldrin nodded, then turned to the assembly and declared, "We have seized this island, but to truly establish our footing here, we must gain the recognition of the immortal clans."

"I shall compose a letter to be delivered to the 3 Human Race Immortal Isles, inviting them to witness our grand ceremony of establishing a sacred daoist arena."

Qing Ji nodded slightly, then paused in contemplation. "Previously, Xuan De Qian had mentioned that if we established a cultivation sanctuary, he would personally attend the ceremony. Should we inform him of this occasion?"

Eldrin's eyes flickered slightly, as he roughly grasped the meaning behind Qian Xuande's words.

Although they had seized the immortal island on this journey, the lineage of the Divine Eagle of Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) would never swallow such humiliation in silence.

The Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) lineage alone wouldn't be concerning—they merely had 3 Eldrin (Person Name)-realm demon immortals. Yet this territory ultimately fell under the overwhelming dominance of the demonic tribes.

He intended to establish his clan here, but on the day he opened his cultivation sanctuary, a battle would likely be unavoidable.

Qian Xuande claimed to have come personally to offer congratulations, but his underlying message was clear: he was willing to lend them his support.

"We have only just arrived in the Immortal Realm, with almost no connections or foundation to speak of."

"Inviting Qian Xuande for assistance may mean owing him a favor, but establishing connections with such a seasoned immortal could prove advantageous in the long run."

Eldrin spoke with measured grace, having cultivated for several 1000 years. He had long since mastered the subtleties of human interaction.

Whether they be cultivators or immortals, those seeking to advance further must often forge bonds with fellow practitioners.

This not only allows for mutual discussion of cultivation methods, but also provides crucial support in critical moments—enabling 1 to journey much farther than solitary rogue cultivators who tread the path alone.

In that case, he would inevitably form karmic ties with others, which might very well blossom into a calamity.

If a dear friend were to face a tribulation 1 day, would you intervene or not? To stand aside would betray your Dao Heart, yet to involve yourself deeply would invite calamity upon yourself.

At this thought, Eldrin suddenly furrowed his brow and said, "That Qian Xuande lives in seclusion, appearing to be a carefree immortal unwilling to entangle himself in karma."

"In this matter, why would he meddle at all? Isn't he afraid of provoking a formidable enemy from the Crimson Dragon Sea?"

Upon hearing this, the group fell into contemplative silence, yet none could immediately discern the reason.

Seraphina Qu, however, fell into a brief contemplation. After a long while, she smiled faintly and said, "There’s no need to overthink it. Perhaps Qian Xuande truly came merely to establish a connection, unwilling to make an enemy of the lineage of the Crimson Flame Qi Divine Eagle?"

Now, after suffering a crushing defeat, the Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) Yaoxian immediately retreated to the ancestral stronghold of their lineage—Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) Island.

No sooner had he returned to Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) Island than he entered a secluded cave abode, startling 2 demon immortals who were in secluded meditation on the island.

The Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) Divine Eagle was a celestial avian of some renown in the immortal realm. Though it might be considered ordinary when placed against the vast, boundless expanse of the heavens—hardly comparable to legendary beings like the Golden-Winged Great Peng—it still commanded respect among lesser immortals.

They possessed extraordinary bloodlines, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm effortlessly upon adulthood, with considerable potential to advance to the Spirit Transformation Realm. Yet ascending to the Immortal Ascension Realm would ultimately depend on serendipity and destiny.

Before them, this Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) Divine Eagle Demon Clan possessed a pure-blood lineage of approximately 100,000, yet only 3 had managed to cultivate to the realm of ascension.

The 1 defeated by Eldrin was the Grand Elder of the Divine Eagle Clan with Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root). Having attained immortality over a 100 1000 years ago, his cultivation stagnated at the Fourth Level of the Ascension Realm due to the complete exhaustion of his bloodline potential.

Apart from the Great Elder, the lineage of the Divine Condor also had 2 other demon immortals who had reached the Immortal Ascension Realm.

The weakest in cultivation base among them had the poorest foundation. Despite having broken through to the Ascension Realm over 2 100 1000 years ago, he remained trapped between the third level of Ascendant Immortality, unable to advance any further.

The most powerful cultivator among them was the patriarch of this lineage, whose cultivation had already reached the 7th level of the Ascension Realm. Among the 20-some Immortals in the Crimson Dragon Sea Region, his strength ranked within the top 5.

At this moment, the 3 Demon Immortals had gathered. Witnessing their Grand Elder suffer severe injuries, they couldn't help but reveal astonished expressions.

The Divine Eagle Elder’s face flushed with shame as he spoke with utmost gravity, “Clan Leader, the Fire Mulberry Island has fallen!”

The Patriarch of the Divine Roc Clan furrowed his brow, took a deep breath, and asked, "Who made the move?"

"These 3 human Immortals don't appear to be from the surrounding seas."

The Grand Elder recounted the entire journey in detail, explaining everything that had transpired to the assembled crowd.

The Second Elder’s expression shifted repeatedly upon hearing this, and he could not suppress his fury as he declared, “How dare they seize the Fire Mulberry Island! We must never allow them to succeed.”

"Not so fast."

The Patriarch of the Divine Eagle Clan stopped him as he was about to strike, shaking his head. "Whoever managed to defeat the Grand Elder within the formation is likely not to be underestimated."

"Wait a little longer. I must first make a trip to the Crimson Dragon Island. Surely that 1 would not wish to see the human race grow too powerful."

The Crimson Dragon Sea stretched boundlessly, its waters dotted with countless islands, among which 16 immortal isles stood paramount.

Deep within the Crimson Dragon Sea's southeastern waters, 3 immortal islands stood occupied by humankind: the Violet Plume Isle, the Void Refinement Isle, and the 6 Cycles Isle.

Among the 3 immortal islands, the Purple Feather Immortal Island was home to 2 immortals. Their daoist titles were Violet Flame Immortal and Skyfeather Daoist, a pair of immortal cultivation companions.

On the remaining Refined Void Isle and 6 Astral Isle, there stood a human immortal each, bearing the Dao titles Refined Void and 6 Astral respectively.

At this moment on the 6 Cycles Immortal Island, an elder with silver hair sat in lotus position within his cavern abode, inhaling and exhaling boundless streams of immortal spiritual energy.

This person was none other than Immortal Liu Chen, whose cultivation had reached the late Immortal Ascension Stage, ranking him among the top 3 supreme immortals in the Scarlet Dragon Sea Region.

The 6 Stars Immortal slowly withdrew his cultivation, opening his eyes as if sensing something. "What is it?" he uttered.

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Caught a cold these past couple of days, seems like I'm running a bit of a fever too, and this headache is really pounding. My apologies for the delayed updates.

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