Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Xuan Du's words of advice still echoed in his ears. Since he had promised to visit the migrating human tribe along the way, he would not break his promise.

Moreover, he himself wanted to see if that human tribe, after leaving the peaceful shores of the East Sea, could truly survive in the harsh environment of the prehistoric world.

However, the southern part of the prehistoric world is simply too vast, its area is too boundless!

Countless mountains stretch like a dragon's spine, ancient trees reach for the sky and block out the sun, swamps are filled with miasma, and countless dangerous and desolate places are hidden within.

Its vast area is truly awe-inspiring!

Even though Huanglong was already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, whose primordial spirit power could easily cover hundreds of millions of miles, he was like a drop in the ocean in this vast and boundless southern continent.

Finding a human tribe with a relatively small population in this vast landscape of mountains, seas, and endless forests is like finding a needle in a haystack!

Huanglong followed that extremely subtle trace of luck in the southern part of the prehistoric world to search for the location of the human race.

To Huanglong's dismay, that wisp of luck appeared and disappeared intermittently. Huanglong spent decades exploring countless billions of miles of territory, but found no trace of any human beings.

What makes Huanglong even more troublesome is that the current secrets of the primordial world are now shrouded in layers of dense calamity energy due to the fierce conflict and slaughter between the witch and demon races.

The secrets of heaven are in chaos, and cause and effect are disordered.

With Huanglong's cultivation level as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, under normal circumstances, beings of the same or even higher level could detect a trace of it.

However, in this great calamity, it is especially difficult to deduce the secrets of the still weak and unlucky human race, particularly a small tribe. It is as if they are shrouded in layers of mist, making it difficult to find even a trace of them.

After dozens of attempts at divination, even consuming a significant amount of one's own merit to increase the success rate of divination, it was all in vain.

Huanglong had no choice but to temporarily abandon his divination of heavenly secrets, as his cultivation and understanding of heavenly secrets made it impossible for him to gain anything in the primordial world filled with calamity energy.

Under such a calamity, even a sage would find it difficult to perceive everything that was happening in the primordial world.

"Since we can't deduce the secrets of heaven, we can only call in reinforcements."

Huang Long pondered for a moment, then made up his mind. "I don't believe that the Wu tribe, which occupies half of the southern part of the prehistoric world, can't find a small human tribe."

"If humans appear in areas occupied by demons, then disregard what I said."

Having made up his mind, Huanglong directly tore open the void.

Above a large-scale witch tribe, the air was thick with the energy of battle as countless tall, muscular witches wrestled and sparred, exuding an aura of fierce bravery.

A crack had just appeared in the void.

The leaked aura was immediately detected by a Grand Luo Immortal in the Wu Clan tribe.

"Who dares to trespass on my Wu tribe's territory!"

With a loud shout that silenced the heavens and earth, countless members of the Wu tribe instantly assumed a fighting stance.

The powerful shamans scattered among the tribes exuded a formidable aura, which soared into the sky and completely enveloped the yellow dragon that had just emerged from the spatial passage.

The sorcerer held a series of weapons radiating a bloodthirsty aura, aimed directly at Huanglong. If anything went wrong, a thunderous attack would engulf Huanglong.

Huanglong, who had just emerged from the spatial rift, was also taken aback by the enormous scale of the Wu Clan's forces.

"Isn't this welcoming ceremony a bit excessive?"

However, to prevent any accidents, Huanglong immediately summoned several of his magical treasures.

The Five Elements Pagoda instantly appeared atop Huanglong's head, unleashing rays of spiritual light from the five elements to protect it.

Two gourds, one red and one green, circled around the yellow dragon, breathing out grains of red sand and wisps of pure air!

Huang Long looked at the several Wu Clan Grand Luo cultivators surrounding him with some surprise; he didn't recognize any of them.

The Wu tribe has deployed its main force to this area.

"Who are you, daring to trespass into my witch tribe's territory!"

Just then, one of the witches, whose body was radiating a bloodthirsty aura and whose body was crackling with lightning, asked sharply!

The others were emanating a dangerous aura; if Huang Long showed even the slightest sign of danger...

"Please don't get agitated, everyone. I am a friend of Hou Yi, and I have come to catch up with him!"

Although Huanglong was not afraid of these great shamans, he still avoided unnecessary fighting.

"Hou Yi?"

The high priests exchanged glances, clearly somewhat surprised.

......

In a grand, ancient hall built of massive stones, Huanglong met Houyi.

This once incredibly powerful shaman, however, did not display his usual boldness and sharpness. Instead, his brows were furrowed, and his face was filled with deep sorrow and resentment.

Upon seeing Huanglong's figure, Hou Yi forced a smile onto his face.

"Young friend, it's been a long time since you last visited my tribe. I've been craving your blood date wine!"

Huang Long took out a jar of blood date wine and, under the watchful gaze of Hou Yi's glowing eyes, tossed it over.

Hou Yi took the wine jar and gulped down half of it.

He took out a jar himself, offered it to Hou Yi, and took a small sip.

He then slowly said, "Please forgive me, senior. I had some insights recently...!"

Hou Yi then realized that Huanglong's aura was that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

A look of shock flashed in Hou Yi's eyes. He first saw Huanglong at Kunlun Mountain, when Huanglong had only just broken through to the Golden Immortal realm.

To his surprise, in less than two huiyuan, that little guy who was once at the Golden Immortal realm had already reached the same realm as him.

Huang Long didn't explain Hou Yi's shock, but instead looked at the worried expression on Hou Yi's face and couldn't help but ask:

"Senior Hou Yi, what troubles you so much?"

When Hou Yi heard Huang Long ask about it, he sighed, took another sip of wine, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He said, "Young friend, you've come at the right time. To tell you the truth, I'm currently troubled by those few feathered beasts!"

"A hairy beast?"

Knowing that Hou Yi had said the words "flat-haired beast," Huang Long had already guessed what he meant.

"Could you be referring to the Golden Crow Prince of the demon race?"

"Who else could it be but them!"

Hou Yi slammed his palm down, smashing the stone table in front of him into dust.

Huanglong used his right hand to reassemble the flying ash into a stone table.

Hou Yi's tone was filled with frustration and anger, "Young friend, you know that my Wu clan doesn't cultivate the primordial spirit, nor are we skilled in escape techniques; we rely solely on our physical bodies to traverse the heavens and earth. In terms of strength, our clan's Great Witches fear no one of their own rank, and can even overpower them! But... but those damned Golden Crows, relying on their innate rainbow transformation ability, are incredibly fast!"