Chapter 577 Yingzhou Fairy Island

Buzz!

A sharp buzzing sound was heard, and the black sword embryo shone brightly. A powerful spatial force burst out from it, distorting the surrounding space.

It worked! Chu Yang was happy, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

The light of the black sword embryo suddenly dimmed, and then, with a click, a crack appeared on the sword.

"No..." Chu Yang widened his eyes and looked at this scene in disbelief.

Click, click...

More and more cracks appeared on the sword embryo, spreading like a spider web.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the black sword embryo exploded in Chu Yang's hand, turning into countless fragments and scattering all over the ground.

Failed!

Chu Yang stared at the fragments in his hand blankly, his face pale, and he couldn't speak for a while. He

spent countless efforts and materials to refine the sword embryo, but it was destroyed just like that!

Obviously, he had mastered 90% of the laws of space, and everything was going well, why did he fail in the end?

Could it be that the material of Void Elemental Iron is not enough?

Or is there something wrong with the refining technique?

Chu Yang sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at the fragments scattered on the ground, his heart was in turmoil.

This is not just a loss of materials, but also a waste of hard work.

Chu Yang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is not knowing the reason for failure.

"What went wrong?" Chu Yang muttered to himself and began to carefully recall the refining process.

From material selection, smelting to the integration of laws, he strived for perfection in every step, but the result was still failure.

First of all, the materials.

Void Elemental Iron and Sky Star Stone, Time Crystal Sand and Eternal Gold, although these materials are precious, they are still a step behind those innate spiritual materials born when the chaos was first opened.

These materials contain some impurities to a greater or lesser extent. For the lower laws, the impact of these impurities is negligible, but for the two upper laws of space and time, it is fatal.

Just like a grain of sand, it can be ignored, but if this grain of sand gets stuck in the core component of a precision instrument, it will cause the entire instrument to paralyze.

"Does it have to use innate spiritual materials to refine spiritual treasures containing superior laws?"

Chu Yang frowned.

Innate spiritual materials are extremely rare. Even he doesn't have many, and they all have other uses. He is reluctant to use them to refine flying swords.

The second is the comprehension of the laws.

Although Chu Yang has mastered more than 90% of the laws of time and space, there is a world of difference between 90% and 100%.

It's like a mortal, even if he has mastered 90% of the swordsmanship, he can't compete with a real sword fairy.

The laws of space and time are mysterious and unpredictable. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Finally, it's the refining technique.

Chu Yang not only learned the refining experience of Duobao Taoist, but also the refining experience of Chu Yang in the fairy world.

In theory, refining acquired spiritual treasures should not be a problem.

However, Taoist Duobao is best at refining acquired spiritual treasures, and he only knows a little about refining innate spiritual treasures.

But what Chu Yang wants to refine is a flying sword that contains the upper-level laws, which is much more difficult than ordinary acquired spiritual treasures.

"Experience, or lack of experience!" Chu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart.

The art of refining is no worse than the art of formation. Both are profound and cannot be achieved by relying on theoretical knowledge alone.

Without sufficient practical experience, even if you have mastered more theories, it is still just talk on paper.

"It seems that it is not an easy task to refine a natal flying sword with space and time attributes."

Chu Yang put away the fragments. These are precious materials after all, and they may be useful in the future.

Then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and repeatedly deduced the entire refining process in his mind, like a slow-motion movie, without missing any details.

"Impurities, comprehension of laws, refining techniques..." Chu Yang suddenly opened his eyes. Innate spiritual materials, that thing is not cabbage. Even in this prehistoric world, it is a treasure that can't be found by chance.

"It seems that I have to go out and try my luck."

Chu Yang stood up, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

I can't give up just because of the lack of materials, right? He didn't believe that there would be no suitable innate spiritual materials in this vast prehistoric world!

Before leaving, Chu Yang took out the eight flying swords that he had successfully refined before.

These eight flying swords were integrated with the eight lower laws of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder and light. Although there is no flying sword with dual attributes of time and space, it can also be regarded as a rare treasure.

Chu Yang suspended the eight flying swords in the air, formed seals with his hands, and chanted something.

As the spell was chanted, the eight flying swords made a buzzing tremor, and the swords were shining and colorful, and a powerful momentum spread.

"Command!" Chu Yang shouted softly, and the eight flying swords turned into eight streams of light, circling around him.

Chu Yang's mind moved, and the eight flying swords instantly formed a mysterious sword formation, with sword energy running wild, sharp and sharp, exuding a frightening pressure.

"The power of this Eight Desolate Sword Formation is not much less than that of the peak Taiyi Golden Immortal."

Chu Yang smiled. With this sword formation to protect himself, even if he encounters danger in the prehistoric world, he can protect himself.

After making preparations, Chu Yang left Jin'ao Island.

The prehistoric world is vast and boundless, but it is also extremely dangerous.

Especially now that the prehistoric world is in the period of war between witches and demons, it is even more dangerous.

Leaving Jin'ao Island, Chu Yang flew eastward at lightning speed.

Below were boundless blue waves, with a few seabirds occasionally flying by and disappearing in a flash.

Under this vast sea were the legendary three immortal mountains of Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou, but their traces were vague and difficult to find.

Chu Yang's trip was not to seek immortals, but to find the innate spiritual materials for refining his own flying sword.

In the prehistoric continent, the two tribes of witches and liches occupied the land. Any natural treasures that appeared would be divided up by the two families.

Although Chu Yang was skilled and bold, he did not want to cause trouble for no reason.

After all, when two tigers fight, one will be injured, and he did not want to be the fish in the pond that was affected.

The sea is vast and boundless, with countless secret realms, which makes it easier to find missed treasures.

While flying, Chu Yang spread his spiritual consciousness and carefully searched the sea and the islands below.

Sometimes when he was tired of flying, he would take out a flying boat-shaped spiritual treasure he had refined and sail on the sea.

Half a month later, he came to a desolate island with no grass and jagged rocks.

After going to the island to check it out, he was about to leave when he suddenly found a faint golden light emanating from a crack in the stone.

Chu Yang's heart moved and he hurried forward to check it out.

After pushing aside the rocks, he saw a spiritual grass growing in the crack of the stone with only three leaves, each of which was like gold, shining in the sun.

"Three-leaf golden heart grass! Although it is not an innate spiritual material, it is also a good material."

Chu Yang was delighted and carefully picked the spiritual grass and put it in his pocket.

Just as Chu Yang was about to leave, he suddenly felt a strong demonic aura coming from the depths of the sea.

This demonic aura was domineering and fierce, with a disgusting smell of blood, and it was obviously not a good thing.

"Interesting." Chu Yang showed a sneer on his face: "I just learned this Eight Desolate Sword Formation not long ago, and I was worried that I couldn't find someone to practice with. I didn't expect it to be delivered to my door."

The figure flashed, turned into a stream of light, and rushed straight into the turbulent sea.

Deep in the sea, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Chu Yang used his magic power, and two golden lights shot out of his eyes, illuminating the surroundings.

I saw a huge coral reef standing on the seabed, with all kinds of strange marine creatures growing on it.

In the sea, Chu Yang's strength is weaker than on land, but it should not be underestimated.

This place is not too far from Jin'ao Island, and there will be no strong monsters entrenched at all.

In the center of the coral reef, Chu Yang found that there was a huge octopus entrenched.

This octopus was blood red all over, and its tentacles were as thick as a giant python, covered with suction cups, exuding a frightening demonic aura.

"It turned out to be a blood demon octopus." Chu Yang recognized the origin of this monster at a glance.

This blood demon octopus is at the Golden Immortal level. It feeds on the blood of other creatures. It is brutal and ferocious, and is the tyrant of the sea.

The blood demon octopus also discovered Chu Yang, and immediately let out a deafening roar, and its huge tentacles attacked Chu Yang like lightning.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Chu Yang snorted coldly, and eight flying swords flew out in an instant, forming the Eight Desolate Sword Formation, blocking all the tentacles of the blood demon octopus.

The sword energy was crisscrossed, cutting on the tentacles of the blood demon octopus, making a harsh sound of metal and iron.

"A petty trick!" The blood demon octopus roared, making a human voice, opened its bloody mouth, and sprayed out a smelly black liquid.

This black liquid is highly toxic and corrosive, and it can even dissolve the rocks on the seabed in an instant.

Chu Yang did not dare to be careless, and quickly dodged.

The black liquid fell into the air, corroding a huge pit in the coral reefs on the seabed.

"Interesting." A glimmer of excitement flashed in Chu Yang's eyes.

He formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

The eight flying swords shone brightly, turning into eight streams of light, circling and dancing around the blood demon octopus like a dragon.

All kinds of flying sword control techniques were tried out. Although the black liquid of the blood demon octopus was powerful, its speed was not fast enough.

It could only become a living target for Chu Yang.

On the contrary, Chu Yang relied on his flexible body to move around in the water and easily dodge its attacks.

He even had the leisure to observe the octopus's attack methods, and attacked it with sword energy from time to time.

After playing for a while, Chu Yang also lost his patience.

The eight flying swords shone brightly, and the sword energy poured out like a storm, instantly submerging the blood demon octopus.

A shrill scream resounded through the seabed. The huge body of the blood demon octopus trembled violently, and its tentacles waved wildly, but it could not resist the sharp sword energy.

Soon, its breath quickly weakened, and the scarlet blood dyed the surrounding sea water blood red.

A moment later, the sword shadow dissipated, and the huge body of the blood demon octopus had been cut into countless pieces, and the blood dyed the surrounding sea water red.

A blood-red inner pill flew out of the broken meat and was grabbed by Chu Yang.

"Not bad, a golden fairy-level inner pill, which can be used to refine some pills." Chu Yang put the inner pill into his pocket,

After killing the blood demon octopus, Chu Yang was not in a hurry to leave. He searched the octopus's nest and found several fist-sized black beads, which exuded a strong smell of blood.

"The blood demon beads can be used to refine some poison pills." Chu Yang collected the beads with satisfaction.

For the next few hundred years, Chu Yang lived a carefree life. He traveled to every corner of the East China Sea, looking for all kinds of natural treasures to practice and improve his cultivation.

He once dived into the deep sea and fought with a monster that looked like a giant crab but had nine heads. The monster was guarding a blue spiritual pearl that emitted a soft light. Chu Yang took great pains to kill it and took the spiritual pearl.

He also spent decades in seclusion on a deserted island to comprehend the mysteries of the laws of time and space.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning to Chu Yang. Only the pursuit of the great way was his eternal motivation.

Three hundred years passed in a flash.

That day, Chu Yang came to an unfamiliar sea area.

There was a space about three meters long and wide with abnormally disordered fluctuations, as if it would collapse at any time.

The surroundings were the same as elsewhere.

If Chu Yang had not been very familiar with the fluctuations of the laws of space, he might not have been able to find this space.

"It seems a little wrong?"

Chu Yang thought to himself, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

He used his magic power and explored forward carefully.

Just as Chu Yang came into contact with this ‘strange’ space, suddenly, his eyes lit up, the space fluctuations suddenly disappeared, and Chu Yang found himself above an island surrounded by fairy air.

The island was full of exotic flowers and plants, and spirit beasts and birds were flying, just like a fairyland on earth.

Exquisite palaces and pavilions were dotted in between, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

“This is…”

Chu Yang’s heart moved, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

He remembered an ancient legend about the Three Immortal Islands in the East China Sea.

“Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou…”

Chu Yang muttered to himself, his eyes fell on a huge stone tablet in the center of the island, on which were written two ancient characters: Yingzhou!

“It turned out to be Yingzhou Island, one of the Three Immortal Islands!”

Chu Yang was shocked.

According to legend, the Three Immortal Islands were where ancient immortals lived, with countless rare treasures and powerful formations and prohibitions, and ordinary cultivators could not get close at all.

Chu Yang hovered over Yingzhou Island, his sleeves fluttering, like a banished immortal.

But his mood at the moment was far from as calm as it seemed.

Yingzhou Island, the legendary blessed land of immortals, suddenly appeared in front of him. Even though he had experienced hundreds of years of immortal cultivation, he could not help but feel excited.

Chu Yang took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the more beautiful the place, the more dangers are often lurking.

Caution is his biggest reliance for surviving until now.

Chu Yang slowly descended, trying to get closer to the island.

As the distance got closer, a layer of light golden light curtain gradually appeared, covering the entire island, like an inverted golden bowl.

"Island protection formation?"

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashing.

This golden light curtain seemed thin, but in fact it contained powerful energy fluctuations, and it was obviously not an ordinary formation.

He stretched out his hand and tentatively touched the light curtain.

As soon as his fingertips touched, a strong rebound force shook him away. Chu Yang frowned, secretly shocked.

The power of this island protection formation is even stronger than he imagined.

It seems to be comparable to the Liangyi Microdust formation that Laozi set up! (End of this chapter)