Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Deep within the blood algae forest in the South China Sea, shrouded in blood and malevolent energy year-round, several powerful auras began to fluctuate violently.

This is the territory of the Blood Octopus Clan. Their ancestor was a nine-clawed Blood Octopus at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. In the late ancient times, he was a vanguard general under the Dragon Clan. He always took the lead in every battle, made countless contributions to the Dragon Clan, and received many rare treasures as rewards. His cultivation level reached the Great Luo realm, and he later established the Blood Octopus Clan.

However, after the decline of the dragon race, he was the first to betray the dragon race. Over the endless years, he hunted down countless lone dragons and devoured dragon blood and dragon souls to strengthen himself.

"Two Grandmasters... Great Luo Golden Immortals... Disciples of Saints...!"

A voice filled with malevolence echoed from the heart of the Blood Algae Forest, and a flicker of worry flashed across the Blood Orb Clan Chief's thousands of enormous blood-red eyes.

"When did the Dragon Clan acquire such a descendant? Becoming a disciple of a Sage! Has the Dragon Clan pledged allegiance to the Sage?"

"Ancestor, if the Dragon Clan truly sheds its karmic burdens and regains its former glory, it will surely settle old scores gradually! Shouldn't we...shouldn't we make plans soon?"

Beside them, a Blood Orb with a slightly weaker aura, at the Taiyi Realm, spoke with a trembling voice, "Currently, the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, under the leadership of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, is recruiting all races of the prehistoric world into its ranks. Perhaps..."

Similar dialogues have taken place among several groups in the South China Sea that have a long-standing feud with the dragon race.

Panic spread like a plague. If the dragon race were to become powerful again, it seemed like a good way out to join the demon race's Heavenly Court, which now occupied the Heavenly Realm and was vying with the witch race on the primordial land.

Amidst the myriad emotions and thoughts that enveloped this place, Ao Yan revealed a slight smile.

On the sea, Huanglong remained calm, showing no displeasure at the South China Sea Dragon King's use of his name to intimidate the various powers in the South China Sea.

He withdrew the pure and ethereal light around him, and shook the power of the dragon bloodline contained within his body. A huge phantom of a divine dragon appeared above the South China Sea, reflected in the eyes of hundreds of millions of creatures in the South China Sea.

His gaze, imbued with the might of a Great Luo, swept across the vast South China Sea below, taking in the fears and schemes hidden in the shadows.

He had tacitly approved of this matter, and even welcomed it.

Born into the dragon race and taught by the Azure Dragon Ancestor, his bloodline origins lie here. Even after becoming a disciple of a sage and attaining the Great Luo realm, he cannot completely sever his karmic ties with the dragon race.

For him, it was nothing more than a simple matter to slightly enhance the prestige of the dragon race and alleviate the increasingly difficult situation of the dragon race in the four seas through his own achievements, and it was also his duty.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Dragon King of the South Sea excitedly looked the Yellow Dragon up and down, becoming more and more satisfied with his appearance.

His eyes brimmed with excitement, pride, and relief, finally settling into a long sigh, "Huanglong, I knew I hadn't misjudged you; you truly are the hope of the dragon race!"

Last time Huanglong was in the South China Sea, Ao Yan asked Huanglong to select three innate divine objects and many rare and precious materials from the Dragon Palace Treasury. This investment was absolutely correct.

A surge of pride welled up within Ao Yan, and he could almost imagine the wonderful expressions on the faces of his three brothers when the news reached the other three seas.

This investment, this foresight, is enough to make the other three Dragon Kings of the Seas pale in comparison to him...!

"Less than two council sessions in just a short time...!"

Ao Yan sighed again, his voice trembling slightly, "The Dragon Clan actually managed to overcome that insurmountable barrier and achieve the Great Luo realm!"

"It seems that the path of the sage is indeed infinitely mysterious, beyond the comprehension of us who are trapped in our karmic entanglements." His words were both a praise for Huanglong's exceptional talent and a sign of awe for the mysterious methods of the sage.

The dragon race committed countless atrocities in the ancient war, and are burdened with karmic debts, making their path of cultivation fraught with obstacles, and breaking through to higher realms a hundred times more difficult than for ordinary races.

In Ao Yan's view, the key to Huanglong's ability to break free from this shackle was undoubtedly the teachings of the sage.

Huang Long smiled slightly, the suffocating pressure of the Great Luo Realm subsided, the vast phantom of the divine dragon dissipated, and his gaze became indifferent:

"You flatter me, Dragon King. It is all thanks to the teacher's excellent guidance. I have only diligently cultivated myself and made some progress."

He spoke in a flat tone, as if he were stating a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.

Ao Yan laughed heartily, affectionately pulling Huang Long's arm: "Come on, come on! Follow me to the Dragon Palace! I've already ordered people to prepare celestial wine and delicacies; we'll definitely have a proper celebration!"

The procession turned, parting the vast blue waves to pave a crystal road leading to the Crystal Palace from the seabed.

A myriad of rays of light and auspicious colors shone forth, with rare and exotic beasts lined both sides to welcome the newly promoted Great Luo of the Dragon Clan and the imperial carriage of the Dragon King of the South Sea.

Entering the magnificent and dazzling main hall of the South China Sea Dragon Palace, with its jade beads as lamps and jasper tiles, we took our seats according to the order of importance.

Clam maidens danced gracefully, mermaids sang sweetly, and a continuous stream of innate spiritual energy-rich delicacies, such as fine wines and spirit fruits, were presented.

Ao Yan was in high spirits, frequently raising his cup to chat with Huang Long, asking about the scene of the Sage's Dao and the situation of the prehistoric continent.

Huanglong responded calmly, his words exuding a natural charm. He occasionally offered a few pointers, which brought smiles to the faces of the high-ranking officials, sons, and grandsons of the dragon palace who were accompanying him, and they all benefited greatly.

After several rounds of drinks, Ao Yan waved his hand to dismiss the singers and musicians, leaving only him and Huang Long in the hall.

The atmosphere became slightly more somber.

"My nephew's attainment of the Great Luo Dao is truly the greatest joyous occasion for our Dragon Clan in hundreds of thousands of years."

Ao Yan put down his wine cup and said seriously, "Now that there are already ferocious beasts at the Great Luo Realm born in the Antarctic, we need you to lead the team to the 'Southern Sea' and the edge of the primordial wilderness to hunt ferocious beasts, protect the dragon clan members, accumulate merit, and eliminate karma."

Huang Long nodded; he already knew about this.

Slaying these ferocious beasts and refining their essence into the primordial world brings heavenly merit, which is crucial for cultivation, especially for the dragon race who need merit to alleviate their karma. This is also the most important action for the dragon race.

"When is this operation scheduled?" Huang Long asked.

"There are still six hundred years until the opening," Ao Yan replied. "At that time, the Golden Immortals and Taiyi Realm geniuses selected by the Four Seas Dragon Palaces will all gather in my South Sea. Currently, including my South Sea, the dragon clans of the East, West, and North Seas have not yet been selected."

He paused, then added, "Among this batch of ferocious beasts, there are those at the Great Luo Realm. Although you have already attained the Great Luo Realm, you must not underestimate them. For the next six hundred years, you can cultivate in my Dragon Palace to familiarize yourself with the realm, and you are also free to move about as you please."

Huang Long pondered for a moment, then said, "Six hundred years...that's plenty of time. In that case, I need to make a trip to the southern continent of the prehistoric world to take care of some matters."

Upon hearing this, Ao Yan's eyes flashed with worry: "The Southern Continent... the fighting between the Witch and Demon races is quite fierce right now. You must be careful on this trip and avoid getting involved in the conflict."

"Rest assured, Dragon King, I know what I'm doing."

Huang Long stood up and bowed respectfully.

As long as he doesn't actively get involved, neither the Lich nor the Demon race will dare to attack him.

However, he needs to go and see what their situation is now, as some of the human race have migrated to the southern part of the prehistoric world.

"Alright! Then I will wait for you in this Dragon Palace six hundred years from now!" Ao Yan also stood up and solemnly returned the greeting.

Huanglong said no more, and with a flicker of his body, he left the main hall of the Dragon Palace and came to the surface of the sea.

With a wave of his hand, he opened up a spatial passage that led directly to the border between the South China Sea and the mainland...!