Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"oh!"

Huanglong's hands continued to work, and the life-giving and evolutionary power of the rain continued to fall on this land that had been ravaged by the Lich and Demon races, giving it new life!

"Given your level of cultivation, senior, what is it that you need to ask me?"

Kunpeng suddenly grinned and said softly, "I'd like to know, young friend, whether your appearance here and your assistance to the Witch Clan was your own decision, or an instruction from the Three Pure Ones or Fellow Daoist Qinglong!"

Huanglong was quite surprised by what Kunpeng said and asked in return, "Senior, please don't wrong an innocent person. When have I ever helped the Witch Clan!"

Seeing that Huanglong denied it, Kunpeng had no choice but to recount the information he had received from the demons below.

After hearing what Kunpeng said, Huanglong was speechless.

He hadn't made a move from beginning to end, and he even took a claw from that Golden Immortal demon. Although his defenses weren't broken, he didn't go to the demon for compensation. And then Kunpeng came to his door on his own!

The concerns about Kunpeng are not without merit from Kunpeng's perspective.

After a moment's thought, Huanglong realized that it must have been those few Golden Immortals of the Demon Clan who had escaped. They must have gone back and exaggerated their story, which made Kunpeng misunderstand that he would help the Witch Clan fight against the Demon Clan, and that he was backed by the Three Pure Ones and the Dragon Clan.

However, Huanglong could only say, "Your Demon Master Kunpeng is really overthinking things." The demon race could never defeat the witch race. If the Three Pure Ones and the Dragon Race all stood up for the witch race, the demon race would really be out of options and would have to surrender!

However, Huanglong did not say this to Kunpeng's face, nor did he reveal that Kunpeng was the Heavenly Court's demonic master.

While maintaining his divine powers to shower the primordial land with sweet rain, Huanglong looked at Kunpeng and said, "Senior! If I were to truly help the Wu Clan and attack the Demon Clan, do you think those few mere Golden Immortals could escape unscathed from my grasp?"

Kunpeng nodded!

He understood the situation, but he was still worried: "Young friend Huanglong, the crisis of the North Sea Dragon Clan has been resolved for over a thousand years, why haven't you returned to Kunlun yet!"

Kunpeng glanced at the land that was recovering its vitality: "Don't tell me that simply repairing these lifeless patches of land yields far less merit than the merit you three religions gain from teaching and enlightening sentient beings. This is a thankless and arduous task!"

Huanglong was indeed somewhat indifferent to Kunpeng's mockery: "Senior, your demon race's Heavenly Court is not only the master of the primordial world, but you can come and go as you please on this primordial land. Why do you even have to interfere with this senior!"

After speaking, Huanglong looked at Kunpeng with a cryptic smile: "As for whether my restoration of this world is for the sake of Heavenly Merit, Senior, you will know in the future!"

Looking at Huanglong's inexplicable smile and strange tone, Kunpeng suddenly felt uneasy all over!

This inexplicable feeling made Kunpeng very irritable. Now that he had gotten the answer he wanted, Kunpeng wanted to leave this uncomfortable place as soon as possible!

"In that case, I won't bother you any longer, young friend Huanglong. You are always welcome to visit my demon clan!"

"Please wait, senior!"

Seeing Kunpeng about to leave, Huanglong suddenly remembered that he had searched for the Xuan Turtle in the North Sea without success, and Kunpeng, the Lord of the North Sea, must also know a lot about the situation in the North Sea!

Kunpeng turned to look at Huanglong. He felt it was best to leave as soon as possible, as he couldn't quite understand this young friend.

"What is it!"

"Senior, you have long resided in the Northern Sea and frequently travel to the Northern Sea. I wonder if you have ever seen a Xuan Turtle of enormous size in the Northern Sea?"

"A black tortoise?"

Why should I tell you?

Kunpeng did not answer Huanglong's question directly, but instead asked a question in return, with a hint of mockery on his face!

In response to Kunpeng's teasing words, Huanglong said, "Whether you're willing to speak, senior, is your business. However, I've only just arrived here and have already been attacked by your demon race. You must give me an explanation for this, otherwise...!"

As Huang Long spoke, he stretched out his palm, revealing the sword imprint left by Tongtian!

Seeing the sword mark in Huanglong's hand, Kunpeng's lips twitched slightly. This little guy's cultivation level was not high, but his temper was very strange. He would reveal the sword mark left by the saint at the drop of a hat.

Kunpeng was helpless in this regard. Although a single sword mark left by a saint would not kill him, who knew that this little guy would only have one?

Tongtian has already given him everything, surely his master wouldn't leave him any way to save his life!

"There truly is an enormous black tortoise in the North Sea!"

Upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Huanglong immediately became interested and continued to ask, "Senior, do you know where and how he found it?"

"What do you need it for!"

Kunpeng was quite surprised to see that Huanglong was very interested in the news about the Xuan Turtle.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to see just how big it really is!"

Kunpeng didn't seem to care about Huanglong's insincere words.

The existence of the Xuan Turtle was not a big secret in the eyes of the innate deities. If Huanglong really wanted to know, he could go back and ask the Three Pure Ones or the Azure Dragon to get the answer.

"The black tortoise you mentioned is in the North Sea!"

"Senior, don't lie to me. I searched almost every island in the North Sea, large and small, and found no trace of the Xuan Turtle!"

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing Huanglong's words, Kunpeng burst into laughter!

"Of course you won't find it. After all, it's a being that has lived since the beginning of time, possessing incredibly powerful cultivation!"

"If he wanted to hide, even I, as a Quasi-Saint, couldn't detect him! Of course, you, a Great Luo Golden Immortal, have even less chance of finding him!"

Huanglong cupped his hands in greeting to Kunpeng: "Please enlighten me, senior!"

Kunpeng waved his hand and said, "That old tortoise was too enormous, and its attempts to transform into human form failed several times, ultimately damaging its soul! So it often rests and recuperates its soul in slumber!"

"Even if the Xuan Turtle was in a deep sleep, its enormous size wouldn't have disappeared without a trace."

"That's because during this period, he slept at the bottom of the North Sea, concealing his aura, making him undetectable by anyone except a sage!"

Huanglong caught a peculiar word in Kunpeng's words: "This period of time?"

"That's right! That black tortoise will sleep at the bottom of the sea for a full epoch! Then it will float to the surface of the North Sea for another full epoch!"

Upon hearing Kunpeng's explanation, Huanglong suddenly realized that it wasn't that he couldn't find the Xuan Turtle, but rather that he had arrived at the wrong time!

"Alright, Senior Kunpeng, you can leave now!"

Now that he knew what he wanted to know, Huanglong drove the Kunpeng away. After all, with the Kunpeng here, he had missed a lot of the origin of creation that he hadn't condensed!

Kunpeng's face showed a strange expression as Huanglong drove him away. This little guy was really impolite, using people when needed and discarding them when not.

Although Kunpeng disliked this behavior, he didn't say much. With a flick of his sleeve, he vanished from the spot!

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