My disciples are all villains.

Lu Zhou stared at the underside of the floating island as he concentrated on controlling the massive palm seal. His extraordinary power surging out of his body in an eye-catching manner. He saw the stunned expressions on everyone's faces as they looked at him.

Many of them sat limply on the ground, trembling in fear. It seemed like they had given up on resisting.

Lu Zhou did not have the time to care about these people. He continued to hold the island up.

Everyone was silent, in awe, as they watched this magnificent scene.

Whizz!

The huge palm seal carried the floating island and propped it up 100 meters above sea level.

When the core island of Penglai Island returned to its position, a crisp sound rang in the air. It sounded grating and unearthly.

Penglai Island's mistress could not suppress the joy that welled up in her heart after she regained her senses. Tears streamed down her face.

At this moment, Little Yuan'er had temporarily forgotten about Conch. She looked at her master who was carrying the island with one hand and murmured, "Master…"

100 meters in the skies.

Lu Zhou's palm seal was still in position, but… his extraordinary power was running out. He ignored everyone with a slight frown on his face. He had some extraordinary power left. Should he save some for himself or should he finish it?

Rumble!

The floating island shook. The palm seal shrank!

When he saw this, Yuan Chong snapped out of his awe. He exclaimed in delight, "No risk, no gain! Who's with me?"

Bam!

Yuan Chong shot out like a fired arrow.

The elites in the surroundings stirred.

No risk, no gain!

A handful of elites made their moves at the same time.

The others resumed their deathly attacks against the Penglai Island's umbrella cultivators. They knew that one or the other had to die in this battle.

In fact, many of them merely wished to fish in troubled waters. However, with many people doing this, there were, naturally, a few individuals who were willing to gamble with their lives. Moreover, a desperate person could easily spur others into action.

Ma Qing looked at the extremely chaotic battlefield and shook his head. "Madness, this is madness!"

Li Jingyi flew with her umbrella in hand. The umbrella in the air launched densely packed energy seals. This was a Penglai skill, the Green Bird.

At this moment, about five cultivators summoned their avatars and charged toward the underside of the floating island.

Wu!

"Luo Yu?"

Luo Yu rose among swirling waves that rose toward the floating island in a pillar of water.

Conch was riding on Luo Yu's back, but she showed no signs of fear. She spurred Luo Yu along the water pillar as it flew upward. The moment she blew on her conch, Luo Yu spread its wings and released beams of light.

The fish leaped above the floating island.

The sun shone on the waves. A rainbow appeared above the floating island. It was an absolutely stunning sight.

Showered in the light, Lu Zhou suddenly felt as though the scripts of the Heavenly Writing scrolls in his mind were activated. "Interesting."

Did Luo Yu possess magical healing abilities? Was Luo Yu obeying Conch's commands?

In any case, this was certainly the will of the heavens! His extraordinary power was, with Luo Yu's help, replenished!

Lu Zhou's expression was calm as he continued to hold the island in place. "Rise!"

The floating island returned to its original position!

Lu Zhou lowered his arm and surveyed his surroundings. The first person he saw was Yuan Chong. When Yuan Chong was ten meters away, Lu Zhou struck with his palm.

The power of past lives!

The Great Seal of Fearlessness!

A massive palm seal that seemed to belong to Tathagata Buddha was launched.

Yuan Chong wanted to block it. He summoned his Seven-leaf avatar. There was a collision of golden lights before the huge palm seal smashed onto his face. "Impossible! He's really a Nine…"

Bam!

Before Yuan Chong could finish his sentence, he exploded in midair.

"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 1,500 merit points."

Lu Zhou did not look at Yuan Chong. He swept his gaze in several other directions. If holding up the island with a single hand could not intimidate these desperate cultivators, the only option was to kill them all.

"You want to die? I'll grant you your wishes!"

Madam Huang widened her eyes. She saw several palm seals flying in several directions. It was as though blue fireworks were exploding in the sky.

When the palm seals disappeared, corpses dropped like flies from the sky into the sea. The seawater was stained red.

Wu!

Luo Yu wanted to continue flying.

Conch patted Luo Yu and softly said, "Go home."

Luo Yu seemed incapable of flying anymore. It could not circle around the floating island any longer nor could it help Lu Zhou restore his extraordinary power. It shifted its direction and dove.

Lu Zhou raised his palm. He condensed his Primal Qi into energy that wrapped around Conch.

When Conch was lifted away, Luo Yu leaped into the air again, seemingly reluctant to part with her. It hovered in the air and looked at her.

"You'll be alright." Conch waved her hand.

Wu!

Luo Yu opened its mouth. A beam of blue light emerged.

The cultivators who saw this exclaimed in shock. "The Lantian jade!"

Lu Zhou raised his palm and pulled the Lantian jade toward himself.

Against the sunlight, the Lantian jade released puffs of green smoke that resembled Luo Yu's tears. The tears turned into pearls that dropped into the ocean as smoke rose from Lantian mountain where jade was produced under the sun's warmth.

It was rumored that the Lantian jade existed inside the belly of oceanic beasts, just like how rare pearls existed in clams.

As Lu Zhou witnessed this, he allowed himself to be in awe of the world's wonders.

Luo Yu gave a final cry before it dove from the skies into the sea. It swam a few circles before it disappeared from sight.

Whizz!

Whizz!

The radiance of a Formation shone under the sea. It shone on Penglai Island.

The four loosely arranged islands were shifted back to their rightful positions.

The beams of the Formation's light seemed to spin as they were reactivated.

Clack!

The unique sound of the Formation being activated resounded across Penglai Island.

The barrier… was restored!

After being washed by seawater, the buildings and plants on the floating island seemed exceptionally brighter. Against the setting sun, the gorging seawater spilled over the island's edges. The unique Formation sent the seawater back to the floating island in a loop. The rainbow above the floating island and the rainbow from the waterfalls complemented each other in their brilliance.

Penglai Island was back to normal.

Everything seemed like a dream.

At this moment, Li Jingyi suppressed the excitement in her heart as she looked at the four islands with the wax paper umbrella in her hand. She said in a clear voice, "The Formation is completed. All Penglai Island disciples, take down all those who acted against us."

Under the Formation's energy, the other cultivators were suppressed. Even flying seemed extremely difficult.

On the contrary, the combat strength of the umbrella-wielding Penglai disciples was boosted.

The tides of the battle on the island turned.

The Penglai Island disciples began their counterattacks.

Madam Huang finally registered what was happening. She wiped her tears away. She bowed slightly toward Li Jingyi.

Li Jingyi was taken aback. She hastily returned the gesture. "That won't do, mistress."

"In any case, you saved Penglai."

"The person you should be thanking is Senior Ji, mistress." Li Jingyi looked at Lu Zhou who was hovering under the floating island.

Madam Huang said in shock, "You're really Senior Ji of the Evil Sky Pavilion?"

Lu Zhou placed the Lantian jade in Conch's hand. He looked at Madam Huang and said, "In the flesh."

No wonder, no wonder. Who could compete against a Nine-leaf cultivator?

Madam Huang bowed emotionally and said, "Penglai Island is forever grateful for your deeds!"

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "I've always been reasonable. I took your heavenly scroll and saved your floating island. Apples to apples."

"We're indebted to you, Senior Ji… We never could understand the Penglai Heavenly Scroll in the first place. If it could be used for a greater cause in your hands, Senior Ji. All the more reason for you to have it. In any case, Penglai Island shall erect a monument to remember your deeds, Senior Ji. It'll be consecrated daily."

'Erect a monument to remember his deeds and consecrate it daily?'

This seemed overboard. It sounded awkward as well. Only a dead person would have a monument that was consecrated, right?

Lu Zhou looked at Madam Huang and said, "There's no need for that."

Madam Huang had heard about how the Evil Sky Pavilion Master was someone who rarely changed his mind. When she saw he was determined, she no longer said anything.

At this moment, Little Yuan'er's voice reached them. She flew to Lu Zhou's side, delighted. "Master."

Lu Zhou nodded and asked, "Are you alright?

Little Yuan'er replied with a smile, "I'm fine." However, as soon as she spoke, her blood essence surged as blood trickled from the edge of her lips, and she nearly fell.

"Sister Yuan'er."

Lu Zhou extended his hand, his energy supporting Little Yuan'er in the air.

When Madam Huang saw this, she hastily said, "The floating island is completely wet. Please follow me to the eastern island."

However, Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Wait."

"Is there anything else, Senior Ji?"

As he looked down at the four islands, he saw the cultivators who were still desperately struggling. He could hardly find any sympathy in his heart. After muttering to himself for a moment, he said, "Don't leave any survivors from the Taixu Academy…" After a slight pause, he added, "I'll watch from here."

Li Jingyi was inwardly shocked. However, she did not object. This time, they did not even have the chance to be captured as prisoners. They could not blame anyone else for their lots in life. She lowered her gaze and bowed slightly. "I'll get to it."

After she said this, she dove. Her Seven-leaf avatar dove as well. Her avatar swept through the low-ranked cultivators.

For a time, there was a rain of blood.