The person Yi Tianxing referred to was none other than the young girl Zhenzhu, who had previously warned them.
Looking at Zhenzhu, his expression softened—it was clear she had a kind heart.
"Your Majesty, the people living here… the human race… they live in such misery," Zhenzhu said in her clear voice, wiping away tears from her eyes.
Without hesitation, she quickly recounted everything she knew about Python (Mamba) Island—some from personal experience, some hearsay, but she left nothing out. Although a few details were unclear, it was enough for Yi Tianxing and his group to gain a basic understanding of the situation on the island.
And what they heard made even their seasoned hearts grow cold with shock.
It was true—the island was under the control of the Python Clan, a race of intelligent, sentient pythons. Not only had they occupied the island, but they were raising humans like livestock—an act of utter humiliation for the human race.
"To think these pythons reign supreme… From what we've seen, each one is at least as powerful as a cultivator at the Life Diagram Realm, and if they went all-out, they'd be even more terrifying," Jia Xu noted thoughtfully.
A hundred-foot python could easily unleash over a million jin of physical strength. And on top of that, they possessed inherited bloodline divine abilities, making their destructive power utterly horrifying.
"Your Majesty," an elderly man interjected, "they say that on the mainland, there's a valley known as the Serpent Valley. Within it resides the king of the Python Clan—a creature known as the Heaven-Devouring Python. It is said to be so powerful that it can consume everything—nothing escapes its maw."
The Heaven-Devouring Python (Tun Tian Mang, 吞天蟒) was not an ordinary serpent. It was a top-tier bloodline among snake-type beasts—capable of devouring heaven and earth, refining everything it consumed into nutrients, and rapidly increasing its strength. If it reached its full potential, it could even devour the sun, moon, and stars. Even supreme cultivators would flee from such a monster. Even the Dragon and Phoenix Clans would avoid confrontation with a fully mature Heaven-Devouring Python.
"No wonder the Python Clan controls this entire island," Yi Tianxing muttered to himself. A normal python couldn't command so many fearsome creatures.
"Also, there are rumors that within the Serpent Valley grows a blood-red spiritual flower. Every time a python eats one, its power grows significantly," another elder added.
Unknowingly, their understanding of Python Island had grown deeper—intel was coming in from every direction.
"We beg the Da Yi troops to descend and save us from this hellish life!"
One after another, human civilians knelt and pleaded earnestly.
"Very well. Since that's the case, the Da Yi Dynasty cannot stand by and watch as you are slaughtered like livestock by a pack of snakes. I shall establish an Immortal City here, on Python Island. Soon, our armies will arrive and cleanse this place of serpents," Yi Tianxing declared firmly.
Without hesitation, he made the decision on the spot.
Before the eyes of the masses, a massive Immortal City materialized in the air above the coastline. It radiated a profound Xuanhuang aura.
"City, descend!!"
With a powerful shout, the floating city dropped from the sky and slammed into the ground, merging with the earth as if taking root—now inseparable from the land.
As soon as the city landed, huge waves surged in the surrounding sea. It was as though powerful underwater forces had been stirred awake. Water vapor billowed upward, and the ground trembled—the Immortal City was drawing in aquatic energy and earth qi, preparing to form its own spiritual ley lines.
"Amazing… what a colossal city.""It appeared out of nowhere! It could hold hundreds of thousands of people… how is this possible?""This must be what a Da Yi Immortal City is like… It's like a paradise. The spiritual energy is so dense—it's like a celestial dwelling!"
The civilians were stunned speechless. Their world had changed in the blink of an eye.
"This city shall be called Blood Python City, named after the blood of the giant pythons we've slain. It marks the beginning of Da Yi's presence on Python Island," Yi Tianxing declared. As he pointed toward the city, glowing letters appeared on the gate: "Blood Python City (血蟒城)".
It was a symbol: Da Yi had arrived.
Whoosh!
As the city settled, light flared from the teleportation array inside it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Soldiers clad in crimson Vermilion Bird armor marched out in formation—it was none other than the Vermilion Bird Legion.
At their head, Yang Ye emerged, gripping his spear tightly.
"Your Majesty, the Vermilion Bird Legion stands ready for orders!" he saluted.
"This is Python Island. While it's not as vast as Yi Continent, it's still sizeable. The island is plagued by pythons. Starting from Blood Python City, cleanse the entire island. Raise the flag of the Da Yi Dynasty across every corner."
Yi Tianxing's tone was calm, but the command was absolute. He didn't have time to stay here himself—what mattered was the outcome. He trusted Yang Ye to deliver it.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty. Python Island will become part of Da Yi's territory," Yang Ye vowed without hesitation.
His heart burned with excitement. To conquer and expand Da Yi's borders—that was every soldier's dream.
"Wu Yong, you'll remain here and oversee the campaign. Make sure Da Yi's national policy is upheld: wherever we conquer, we root it with Immortal Cities. I'll leave you a mark to open spatial portals and summon unclaimed Immortal Cities as needed."
Yi Tianxing addressed another man beside him.
Most of the Immortal Cities recently built had been stored inside the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower, making it easy to dispatch them during campaigns. Speed was crucial, especially for long-distance warfare.
"Yes, Your Majesty. Rest assured—Python Island will belong to Da Yi!" Wu Yong grinned.
After all, the enemy was just a bunch of snakes. Powerful, yes, but not beyond Da Yi's current strength.
"Good. Then I leave this to you. Let's go—let's visit White Cloud City."
Yi Tianxing smiled. He had learned from the civilians about another human city on the island: White Cloud City (Baiyun Cheng, 白云城). It was said to be a sanctuary for humans, ruled by a man named Ye Gucheng, a peerless sword cultivator. Even the Python Clan feared him.
White Cloud City was guarded by three thousand Sword Guards, whose fearsome reputation was earned in blood.
"Ye Gucheng, huh…" Yi Tianxing murmured with interest.
Since Blood Python City and the Vermilion Bird Legion had now secured a foothold, it was time to move forward—rescue more civilians, and gradually hunt and purge the pythons island-wide.
The Celestial Warship soared through the sky.
White Cloud City came into view—it sat atop a mountain peak, enveloped in drifting clouds. Built from the rare material Nine Heavens Mica (九天云母), the city exuded an ethereal, otherworldly charm.
Its reputation was widespread throughout Python Island. Many humans longed to join White Cloud City—but it had a peculiar rule:
Only handsome men and beautiful women could become citizens. Anyone unattractive was denied entry. It was a city that literally judged by appearance.
And strangely enough, this policy worked—White Cloud City was filled with visually stunning residents. Just looking around brought a kind of serene joy. It exuded a charm that made people dream of living there.
Within its walls, the Three Thousand Sword Guards were all formidable sword cultivators—loyal protectors of the city's prestige. The number never changed: if one died, another was selected to replace them.