Primordial Era: Reborn Kong Xuan, Steady Cultivation

Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan merely smiled calmly and did not respond to Jiao Da's shocked and angry question.

The next moment, with a slight thought, the overwhelming five-colored divine light did not directly attack the dragon's physical body. Instead, he gently fanned the wind-element banana leaf fan in his hand, and a primordial gale that descended from the heavens, invisible and intangible yet fierce and unparalleled, precisely swept across the huge black dragon's body!

"Sizzle!"

The gale, though seemingly gentle, actually contained terrifying power.

The dragon's scales, which were tougher than those of ordinary acquired spiritual treasures, were shattered and peeled off like rotten wood and withered paper when swept by this gale!

A large spray of dragon blood, radiating rich spiritual energy, gushed out, instantly turning a large area of ​​the sea dark red.

Jiao Da let out an extremely painful roar, his demonic power dissipated, and he could no longer maintain his flight. Like a kite with a broken string, he crashed heavily into the sea, accompanied by rain of blood, creating a towering column of water with terrifying force.

"Fellow Daoist, your cultivation is truly remarkable! Not only are your supernatural powers profound and extraordinary, but the spiritual treasures you wield are also exceptionally powerful, which is truly admirable."

Ma Sui, who was standing nearby, took in the whole scene. His eyes lit up with admiration, and he praised it sincerely.

He witnessed firsthand how Kong Xuan's five-colored divine light, with just a gentle sweep, rendered the black water-controlling flag, which Jiao Da relied on for its power, completely powerless and captured it helplessly.

At this moment, Kong Xuan summoned the magical fan with its radiant spiritual light and restrained Daoist charm with a flick of his wrist, easily unleashing such a terrifying innate gale. Its power and mystery were clearly no less than the golden hoop that his own body had transformed into, and in some aspects even surpassed it.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. My skills are but a few minor tricks, how can they be compared to your spiritual treasure that binds the soul and is infinitely mysterious?"

Kong Xuan said modestly, but his gaze was intentionally or unintentionally sweeping towards the sea.

There, bound by the golden hoop, the enormous dragon body convulsed and tumbled uncontrollably in the seawater due to the intense pain and confinement emanating from the depths of its soul. Sometimes it swelled up like a mountain, and sometimes it contracted like a python, its form constantly changing, showing immense pain. It had long lost the ferocity it had previously displayed in stirring up storms.

Ma Sui's golden headband magic weapon is indeed extraordinary.

This treasure is not for killing, but specializes in imprisonment and suppression. Just now, it subdued the second dragon, who was at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, in one fell swoop, leaving him powerless to resist.

Such a magical treasure is rare even in the primordial world. No wonder it was able to trap Huanglong Zhenren so easily later on; it was truly remarkable.

Ma Sui noticed Kong Xuan's gaze, his gentle smile remaining unchanged, but he understood in his heart that Kong Xuan was trying to flatter him.

He then casually remarked, "It's just a trivial skill, merely taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and focusing on one point. It can't compare to your extraordinary abilities, fellow Daoist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Sui made a feint with his right hand, and the golden hoop on Jiao Er's head flashed with light, carrying the still twitching and shrinking body of the green dragon back, turning into a stream of light and falling into his palm.

At this moment, Jiao Er was weak and his soul and demonic power were firmly locked by the golden hoop, making it difficult for him to cause any more trouble.

At the same time, Kong Xuan made a slight thought, and the surrounding seawater rose up in response, transforming into several flexible yet incredibly strong water chains that dragged the heavily injured, bleeding, and shattered black dragon from the sea and suspended it in front of him.

The small black flag that had been swept away by the five-colored divine light flew back automatically and was held in Kong Xuan's hand.

He briefly examined the black command flag, sensing the rich essence of Gui water and the profound laws of controlling water elements contained within it. Although it was only an acquired spiritual treasure, it was exquisitely crafted and was among the best of the high-grade acquired spiritual treasures. He nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, his gaze, sharp as lightning, fell upon Jiao Da, who was barely breathing and still groaning in pain from the intense agony.

"I ask you, in this vast East Sea, are there any hidden fairy mountains and famous islands, or blessed lands overseas? Tell me in detail what you know."

Jiao Da was severely injured, bleeding profusely from his body, and his demonic power was scattered. Hearing this, he trembled even more.

It had intended to withdraw from the Dragon Palace title again, but when it looked up and met Kong Xuan's eyes, and felt the terrifying pressure around it that could crush it completely at any moment, and saw its second brother's miserable state of being unable to survive, its last bit of luck and toughness vanished, and it hurriedly begged for mercy in a pitiful voice:

"Immortal, spare me! Immortal, spare me! I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything..."

Enduring excruciating pain, it gasped, "From here, heading east for about three billion li, you'll reach... the sea area directly under the jurisdiction of the East Sea Dragon Palace. Centered on the Dragon Palace, to the south... lies the Purple Mansion Continent Immortal Realm where Lord Dongwanggong resides, and to the north..."

The voices were intermittent, mostly describing the locations of major powers in the prehistoric world that were known to anyone with a little knowledge.

Kong Xuan frowned slightly upon hearing this, but before he could speak, Ma Sui, who was standing to the side, became impatient and his voice turned cold: "Who wants to hear such common knowledge?"

"What I'm asking about is 'hidden,' those undiscovered, or mysteriously rumored overseas fairy islands and blessed lands! Do you understand?"

"Understood! Understood!" Before Jiao Da could stammer, Jiao Er, who was being held by Ma Sui, had his survival instinct kick in and shouted first, afraid that if he answered too slowly he would suffer the torment of the golden hoop refining his soul again, "Immortal, please grant me your permission!"

When we patrolled the sea, we did hear some unsubstantiated rumors...

Deep in the northeast, a perpetual fog occasionally appears, sometimes revealing glimpses of rosy clouds, suspected to be traces of treasure. In the remote southeast, an old clam once mentioned seeing the illusory image of a fairy island at sea on the night of the full moon, but it has never been found...

Furthermore, there are whirlpools in the southwestern sea, unfathomably deep, from which a strange fragrance occasionally wafts, but those who enter rarely return without a trace…

Jiao Er spoke very quickly, recounting all sorts of secret rumors he knew or had heard, though many were vague and difficult to verify, but at least he had some information about the possible location of the treasure.

Kong Xuan and Ma Sui listened intently, occasionally exchanging glances, each analyzing and discerning the value of the information in their minds.

Just as the two were questioning the dragon, on the Three Immortals Island, Zhao Gongming and the Three Immortals, who had survived the ordeal, were watching from afar, their hearts filled with doubt and uncertainty.

"Sister, these two fellow Daoists who suddenly appeared are incredibly powerful, but we don't know if they are friend or foe. How did they happen to appear here at this particular time?"

Zhao Gongming frowned and asked telepathically, as the power of the five-colored divine light and the golden hoop had truly shocked him.

Yunxiao frowned slightly, gazing at the two figures with profound auras on the sea, and pondered, "Brother, I also do not know their origins."

Although their auras belong to the same Taiyi realm, the mystery of their spiritual treasures and the vastness of their supernatural powers far surpass those of my siblings and me.

Those two vicious dragons rendered us helpless, yet we couldn't even last a single move against them...

However, since they captured the evil dragon, relieving our immediate crisis and protecting our temple, we must thank them for their help.

In my opinion, it would be better if we went out to meet them first, sincerely thanked them, observed their reaction, and then made a plan.

If they have no ill intentions, it might be worth befriending them; if things go wrong...

"Given the island's restrictions and our preparations, we should have ample time to escape. It's better than staying here in doubt, being impolite, missing an opportunity, or even displeasing a powerful figure."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming pondered for a moment and found it to be reasonable.

The opponent's strength far exceeds our own. If they are truly malicious, hiding is useless. If they are well-intentioned, staying indoors would be impolite.

He nodded: "What you say is very true, sister. Then we will go with you and leave the island together to express our gratitude."