709: Stepping onto the island, it was a ruin

"Alright! Let's go to that island first."

Yan Ruyi nodded slightly, glancing at the heavily rusted coffin.

This coffin had been here for too long; the contents within wouldn't surface anytime soon.

Their refinement of the Evil Spirits in the City wouldn't affect the contents in the slightest.

For the things inside this coffin, tens of thousands of Evil Spirits over countless ages were merely a drop in the ocean.

Xie Weilou also looked at the coffin: "I suddenly want to carry it away. If I threw this coffin at someone, it would definitely possess peerless Divine Might..."

He thought of Yan Ruyu's Blood Coffin, which was equally extraordinary; throwing it at someone would guarantee a hit.

Yan Ruyi glared at Xie Weilou: "Are you trying to carry a wife back? Don't even think about it. If you like coffins, I'll take you to the Immortal Tomb later; there are many coffins there, and perhaps you might even find Yan Ruyu's whereabouts."

Xie Weilou's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Yan Ruyi: "The Princess's whereabouts?"

Yan Ruyi said nonchalantly: "Little Ruyu's coffin is not simple; it comes from the Immortal Tomb and hides a great secret! If I'm not mistaken, if she entered the Eastern Desolation, she would likely be taken to the Immortal Tomb. As for her ultimate fate, I don't know."

The Immortal Tomb, one of the Nine Great Forbidden Zones, is considered by some to be the most terrifying forbidden zone, incredibly perilous within. Those who mistakenly enter face certain death.

However, Yan Ruyu's Blood Coffin came from the Immortal Tomb. If she happened to enter it, she might have a slim chance of survival.

After all, that Blood Coffin originated from the Immortal Tomb and once left it. Otherwise, how could it have fallen into Yan Ruyu's hands?

"Enough talk! Let's leave here first."

Yan Ruyi's figure moved, flying outwards.

...

Xie Weilou quickly followed.

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Seven days later.

Xie Weilou and Yan Ruyi saw an island standing in the Evil Spirit Sea.

The island was enormous, unlike the desolate or dead islands they imagined. The island ahead was covered in countless green plants, teeming with vibrant vitality.

The island contained mountains, lakes, dense forests, swamps, and more.

The Evil Spirit Sea was inherently extremely sinister, with an incredibly dense aura of malevolence, yet here appeared an island filled with vibrant vitality, which was extremely peculiar.

The island ahead was precisely the one that appeared in the previous vision, with Dragon shadows emerging, indicating its extraordinary nature.

Xie Weilou gazed at the island ahead, pondering: "This island is very peculiar; it seems to contain an extremely terrifying power... It feels like a living thing..."

Yan Ruyi said: "This island is actually a weapon, possessing a powerful tool spirit, so it can indeed be considered a living thing."

"A weapon?"

Xie Weilou was somewhat surprised.

Such a large island was actually a weapon? That was quite extraordinary.

However, he had seen such things before. The Di Clan's Emperor Burial Mountain was also a massive mountain, and it was even a supreme emperor artifact.

Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements contained many descriptions of divine weapons and Sharp Weapons. Let alone an island becoming a weapon, even a City, a continent, or a star could become a weapon!

Yan Ruyi explained: "In the Primordial Era, a Dao-proving powerhouse came here, intending to forge a peerless Emperor Weapon using a Dragon corpse. Unfortunately, only a semi-finished product was created, and it was ultimately left here to suppress a passage... the passage to the Sea of Samsara!"

The island ahead suppressed a mysterious passage.

That passage led to the Sea of Samsara, and numerous Evil Spirits emerged from a crevice on this island.

However, this island carried a terrifying suppressive force. Ordinary Evil Spirits, after escaping, dared not linger on the island and had to quickly leave it to enter the Evil Spirit Sea.

Only a small number of powerful Evil Spirits could reside on this island.

This was also why the island appeared vibrant and full of life.

If all those Evil Spirits were on this island, it would also be corroded by evil energy, losing all vitality!

Xie Weilou said: "Let's land on the island first! We've been in the ancient City for three months; I imagine many people have already landed on the island during this time."

"Okay."

Yan Ruyi nodded gently, taking the lead and rushing towards the island ahead.

Xie Weilou followed suit.

Not long after.

The two arrived at a part of the island where numerous decayed ships lay.

Throughout countless ages, many beings had reached this area, but only a small fraction could leave alive.

"This is... a Golden Warship..."

Xie Weilou looked at one of the warships.

This warship was also golden in color, identical to the previous Golden Crow Warship. It seemed this was also a warship of the Golden Crow Clan.

On the previous Golden Warship, there was only one Creation Evil Spirit. There must have been more than one powerhouse from the Golden Crow Clan who entered the Evil Spirit Sea, and some must have come to this island.

Yan Ruyi said: "This island is not simple; it's full of killing intent, so we must be cautious."

Even powerful Evil Spirits are greatly suppressed on this island. For those Evil Spirits to stay here for a long time, they can only parasitize living beings of flesh and blood.

Over the long years, many Cultivators must have come here, and not a few of them were strong. If they were parasitized, it would undoubtedly be even more dangerous.

Encountering such parasitized Cultivators would mean having to avoid them.

Xie Weilou looked at Yan Ruyi: "This island is perilous, but it must also hide great good fortune. Does little Ruyi have any pointers?"

Yan Ruyi's lips curved slightly: "Don't worry! I won't let you return empty-handed. Coincidentally, I remembered there's a peerless precious medicine on this island. Let's go see it first. As for the place of thunder you're looking for, we can discuss that later."

"Princess, please lead the way."

Xie Weilou extended his hand.

"Follow me."

Yan Ruyi chose a direction and flew straight towards it.

...

Xie Weilou smiled and followed.

Half an incense stick later.

Yan Ruyi led Xie Weilou to an area on the island where there was a gray ruin.

In the center of the ruins, there was a huge blood-colored ancient tree.

The ancient tree's vines were rooted in the ground, coiling like pythons. Its trunk and leaves were all blood-red, with strands of blood-colored red lines intertwined, and blood-red light shimmered, dazzling and brilliant.

The blood-colored ancient tree bore giant blood fruits, each covered in mysterious patterns, emitting a rich fragrance. The spiritual energy was incredibly vast, making them appear highly extraordinary.

Currently, a group of Cultivators stood a hundred meters away from the blood-colored ancient tree, their eyes burning as they stared at the fruits on it.

They didn't know what was special about these fruits, but from the fragrance alone, these fruits were extraordinary, containing immensely vast power.

If they could obtain and refine one, their cultivation might skyrocket.

"This place has been occupied by my Myriad Sword Holy Land. All of you, quickly leave!"

Jian Kong of the Myriad Sword Holy Land, with a sword box on his back, looked coldly at the surrounding Cultivators.

The oppressive aura from the other Cultivators of the Myriad Sword Holy Land permeated, locking onto the surrounding Cultivators.

If anyone refused to leave and coveted these fruits, they would strike immediately.

"Is the Myriad Sword Holy Land so overbearing?"

Among the crowd, Fu Aniu spoke indifferently.

They had been on this island for some time and had also gained some good fortune.

Now, having just arrived here and seeing this peculiar ancient tree, and knowing the fruits were extraordinary, he wanted to seize one.

"So what if we're overbearing? If you don't scram, you'll be killed without mercy!"

Jian Kong stared at Fu Aniu with cold eyes, his sword box vibrating on his back, Sword Qi permeating, ready to draw his sword at any moment.

"Is the Myriad Sword Holy Land so overbearing that it doesn't even put my Emperor Clan Fu in its eyes?"

At this moment, a displeased voice rang out.