In the East Sea, Penglai Immortal Island was shrouded in mist, and Immortal Qi permeated the air.
While the Three Pure Ones and others were finalizing their alliance on Kunlun Mountain, Wu Ming's figure had quietly descended upon this overseas immortal realm.
Wu Ming's figure appeared in the clouds, his voice penetrating the mist and clearly reaching inside the island.
"This humble Daoist Wu Ming has come to visit Fellow Daoist Eastern King Duke."
A moment later, the protective Restriction on the outer perimeter of the Immortal Island silently opened a gateway.
Eastern King Duke, with a polite smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "So it is Fellow Daoist Wu Ming gracing us with his presence. This humble Daoist has failed to welcome you from afar. Fellow Daoist, please come in."
Wu Ming nodded slightly and followed Eastern King Duke deeper into Penglai Immortal Island.
Inside the Immortal Palace's main hall, immortal mist drifted, and Spiritual Qi was rich.
Immortal children offered fragrant tea, and the warm aroma of the tea diffused throughout the hall.
Eastern King Duke picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then chuckled, "I wonder why Fellow Daoist, who usually Cultivates diligently on Mount Buzhou, has the leisure today to visit my small Immortal Court?"
Wu Ming's expression was calm as he put down his teacup: "I apologize for coming unannounced without prior notice. I hope Fellow Daoist will forgive me."
"I have come this time to discuss an important matter with Fellow Daoist."
Eastern King Duke's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Oh? What important matter would require Fellow Daoist to personally make this trip?"
Wu Ming did not beat around the bush; he went straight to the point, cutting to the chase.
"Fellow Daoist, how do you view the current Yao Race?"
As soon as these words were uttered, a glint flashed in Eastern King Duke's eyes.
It seemed the Wu Race also felt the immense pressure from the Yao Race.
Eastern King Duke pondered for a moment, a trace of solemnity appearing on his face: "The Yao Race's ambition is glaringly obvious. Dijun and Taiyi have always tried to dominate the Great Desolation."
"Especially in recent years, with the unification of the Yao Race and the gathering of billions of Yao cultivators from the Great Desolation, their strength has surged, and their arrogance has become even more rampant."
Eastern King Duke's tone shifted as he looked at Wu Ming: "Although this humble Daoist does not know why Dijun and Taiyi have delayed in launching a major war, I imagine they are secretly accumulating strength and brewing some conspiracy. This humble Daoist predicts that it won't be long before the Great Desolation will be in complete chaos."
Eastern King Duke's tone carried a hint of solemnity, clearly indicating his worry about the Yao Race's schemes.
Wu Ming nodded, expressing agreement: "Fellow Daoist's words are accurate."
"The Yao Race is indeed plotting something significant, something that could overturn the Great Desolation's pattern."
"According to what this humble Daoist knows, the Yao Race is currently fully deducing a peerless Formation called the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation."
"Once this Formation is set up, it can draw upon the power of the myriad stars in the heavens. Its destructive power is enough to destroy heaven and earth. At that time, once the Formation is complete, I fear that no one in the entire Great Desolation will be able to withstand its edge."
"What?!"
Eastern King Duke suddenly stood up, his face full of shock, and he exclaimed, "The Yao Race is actually deducing such a terrifying Formation? Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, are your words... true?"
How could he not know the terror of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou power?
Wu Ming's expression remained unchanged: "Absolutely true. This news was learned from Fellow Daoist Nuwa, and there is no falsehood. Moreover, Fellow Daoist Nuwa's elder brother, Fuxi, is also participating in the deduction of this Formation."
Upon hearing the names of Nuwa and Fuxi, the uncertainty on Eastern King Duke's face gradually turned into deep apprehension and worry.
He slowly sat down, muttering, "The Yao Race... the Yao Race is actually deducing a Formation of such power!"
"It seems that the day their Formation is complete will be the day they sweep across the Great Desolation and unify heaven and earth!"
Eastern King Duke's brows furrowed as he looked at Wu Ming: "Fellow Daoist, you specifically came today to inform me of this matter, I'm afraid... it's not as simple as just delivering a message, is it?"
His thoughts raced. Wu Ming's arrival at this time could not possibly be just to convey a message.
Wu Ming met his gaze and slowly began, "To be honest with Fellow Daoist, I came this time to save your life."
Eastern King Duke was first stunned by these words, then his expression instantly darkened, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Save my life? Haha! Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, are you joking with this humble Daoist? Or do you think this humble Daoist is easily fooled?"
"If the Yao Race successfully deduces that Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation, I'm afraid the first ones they will deal with will be your Wu Race, won't they? Fellow Daoist, you are not worried about the life and death of your own Wu Race, yet you have the leisure to come to my Immortal Court and worry about this humble Daoist's life? How utterly ridiculous!"
"Haha, what a huge joke!"
Eastern King Duke flicked his sleeve, his face showing displeasure: "Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, what is your intention in spreading such alarmist talk?"
Wu Ming seemed to have anticipated Eastern King Duke's strong reaction, his expression remaining calm and unperturbed.
He slowly began, "Fellow Daoist knows that if the Yao Race wants to dominate, a great war will inevitably break out with my Wu Race. Do you think my Wu Race itself wouldn't know that?"
Eastern King Duke sneered, "Since Fellow Daoist is aware, why aren't you actively preparing for war on Mount Buzhou? Instead, you've come to my Immortal Court to spout nonsense?"
"What? Do you think my Immortal Court is easy to bully, and you want to make a fool of me, Eastern King Duke?!"
The more Eastern King Duke spoke, the more annoyed he became. He felt that he was being played by Wu Ming.
Wu Ming shook his head: "Fellow Daoist misunderstands."
His tone was calm, yet it exuded a powerful confidence: "My Wu Race has long made complete preparations. If the Yao Race dares to wage an all-out war with my Wu Race, then the Yao Race is bound to lose!"
"The Yao Race is bound to lose?"
Eastern King Duke chuckled as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, your tone is a bit too arrogant, isn't it!"
He scrutinized Wu Ming, his eyes full of suspicion: "According to what Fellow Daoist just said, once that Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation is complete, its power will probably be comparable to a Saint's strike, right? With such might, how can your Wu Race withstand it? And how can you dare to say that the Yao Race is bound to lose?"
"Is it relying on your twelve Ancestor Witches who have just stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm? Or is it relying on Fellow Daoist Wu Ming's power alone?"
"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you're not dreaming?"
Eastern King Duke made no attempt to hide his doubt and disdain.
In his opinion, Wu Ming's words were simply wishful thinking and self-important arrogance.
Facing Eastern King Duke's questioning, Wu Ming merely uttered two simple words: "Of course."
These simple two words, however, exuded an indescribable, powerful confidence that made Eastern King Duke's heart skip a beat.
He carefully observed Wu Ming's expression but could not detect any sign of bluffing.
Eastern King Duke was silent for a moment, his surprise and doubt growing even stronger.
Did the Wu Race truly possess some terrifying trump card that he was unaware of?
"Fellow Daoist Wu Ming, today you've informed me of the Yao Race's secrets, then you've boasted that you can easily defeat the Yao Race, and now you say you've specifically come to save my life..."
Eastern King Duke's eyes widened, staring intently at Wu Ming, and he asked, word by word, "What's going on? After Fellow Daoist defeats the Yao Race, are you planning to make a move on my Immortal Court?"
"So, are you here to inform me in advance, to tell my Immortal Court to obediently submit to your Wu Race, to... bow down to your Wu Race?"