Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

None of these have anything to do with Huanglong.

When the carnage committed by the Golden Crows far exceeds the warmth they brought to the primordial land, that will naturally be the time of their demise.

Huanglong raised his hand to communicate with the water-based path between heaven and earth, condensing clouds that covered all the areas burning with the true fire of the sun.

Moments later, drops of sweet rain fell from the sky, slowly extinguishing the burning fire of the sun and bringing life to the earth, allowing countless creatures to recover by bathing in the sweet rain.

Hou Yi, his eyes bloodshot, glared at the Yellow Dragon: "These feathered beasts must die!"

As Huanglong was unsure how to comfort Houyi, he suddenly felt the earth tremble. He saw a black dot rushing towards him in the distance, and every step it took caused the earth to shake.

As the figure slowly approached, Huanglong recognized its true identity—it was another old acquaintance of his from the Wu tribe, Kuafu.

As Kuafu drew closer, the earth shook more violently.

A moment later, Kuafu appeared before Houyi and said to him, "Let those feathered beasts escape!"

The enormous sound shook the clouds in the sky, causing them to scatter.

Looking at Kuafu's thick eyebrows and big eyes, Huanglong thought to himself, "If you can't catch up, you can't catch up. Why say he got away? It's normal for someone who runs on the ground to be unable to catch someone who flies in the air."

After catching his breath, Kuafu noticed the Yellow Dragon behind Houyi. His honest face flushed slightly, clearly realizing that the Yellow Dragon had overheard his boast.

However, being a high-ranking shaman, his skin was thick enough that the trace of red vanished without a trace in an instant. Then, Kuafu asked Huanglong, "Brother Huanglong, what brings you here?"

Huanglong cupped his hands in greeting to Kuafu and said, "Greetings, Great Shaman Kuafu! I previously asked Houyi to help me find the human race, and I have come here today to inquire whether there is any news about the human race."

Hou Yi then said to Huang Long somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young friend. I've searched all the Wu tribe's territories, and even gone to the demon tribe's territory several times, but I've never found any trace of humans."

Hearing that Hou Yi had even been to the territory of the demon race, Huang Long was somewhat moved.

After all, as a high-ranking shaman of the Wu clan, Hou Yi was extremely unskilled in speed. If he were besieged by a demon clan's Grand Luo in the demon clan's territory, Hou Yi might actually perish at the hands of the demons. If the Ancestral Shaman blamed him for that, he would truly be in a difficult position.

Huanglong said to Houyi, "I've troubled you, senior, with this risk!"

However, Hou Yi didn't care about this at all and told Huanglong not to take it to heart—it was his own choice, and even without Huanglong's appearance, he would still go to the demon race.

He couldn't do anything about the golden crows flying in the sky, but there were still countless demons running on the ground. He killed one demon group with each arrow on the demon land.

When Hou Yi recounted his actions among the demons, the anger that had been plaguing his face vanished, replaced by a slight smile.

Kuafu, standing nearby, interrupted him, saying irritably, "If I hadn't led my brothers to rescue you, you would have been roasted to a crisp by that golden crow!"

"I'd rather go. Apart from those few golden crows, there are very few demons who can catch up with me!"

"Besides being fast, can you, like me, shoot down an entire demon race from billions of miles away?"

"Isn't it still up to me to bring my brothers to provide backup!"

"..."

Watching the two bickering, Huang Long was both amused and exasperated—the deaths of countless members of the Wu clan were instantly forgotten by them.

"Stop it, you two!" Huang Long had no choice but to speak up and interrupt the two who were arguing.

Kuafu and Houyi stopped arguing at the same time and turned to look at Huanglong.

Huanglong said to Houyi, "Senior, I wonder if the Ancestral Witch gave an accurate answer to what we talked about last time?"

"If the Ancestral Witch has not yet given a clear reply, and I still need to search for the location of the human race, I will not disturb the conversation between the two seniors any longer."

Kuafu looked at Houyi with suspicion, clearly unaware of what Huanglong had said.

Hou Yi's expression turned serious, and he said to Huanglong and Kuafu, "Come with me."

Then, Hou Yi tore open a spatial passage and stepped straight into it, with Huanglong and Kuafu following closely behind.

When they reappeared, the three were already above Hou Yi's tribe. Kuafu and Huanglong, led by Hou Yi, arrived at a huge stone house in the tribe.

After they were seated on the stone benches, Hou Yi spoke, saying, "I have already received the reply from the Ancestral Witch, and the Ancestral Witch has also sent the reward you requested."

"Oh?" Huanglong stared at Hou Yi for a moment, but did not speak. Instead, he waited for Hou Yi to continue.

With a casual wave of his hand, Hou Yi conjured two plants radiating vast spiritual light in his palm.

Looking at the plants that were constantly emitting boundless Daoist charm, Huang Long was greatly surprised. Judging from the Daoist charm, both plants were complete innate spiritual roots, and their grades were not low. One of them had even reached the upper grade of innate, and the other was also at the middle grade of innate.

That single mid-grade innate spiritual root is enough to offset the value of Huanglong's innate cold soul; plus that high-grade innate spiritual root, with that as the price, it would be enough to ask even his own master to take action—although Yuanshi Tianzun might not necessarily take action!

Seeing Huang Long's surprised expression, Hou Yi smiled.

Then he took out a jade bottle from his bosom and placed it in front of Huanglong.

Looking at the layers of special seals on the jade bottle—unlike the restrictions of immortal cultivators, these seals were clearly composed of wisps of bloodthirsty energy unique to the Wu clan, obviously the work of the Ancestral Witch.

Hou Yi said to Huang Long, "I don't know exactly what's inside this jade bottle. However, the Ancestral Witch Houtu said that after you open it, she will definitely forge this bow for me!"

Hou Yi's words piqued Huang Long's interest—what made Hou Tu so confident was not the two innate spiritual roots, but the thing sealed in this jade bottle.

Clearly, in the eyes of the Ancestral Witch, what was sealed in this jade bottle far exceeded the value of those two innate spiritual roots.

Huang Long held the jade bottle in his palm. The seal formed by the intertwined blood and evil energy on it seemed to dissolve on its own after sensing Huang Long's aura, turning into wisps of blood and evil energy that merged into the air.

Huang Long opened the bottle cap and saw a drop of unusually red, seemingly alive blood floating inside. It appeared to be a drop of ancestral witch blood, but at first glance, it seemed unremarkable.

Huanglong enveloped his primordial spirit with the purifying power of the Pure Lotus and slowly reached for the drop of blood. The moment Huanglong touched the drop of blood, he froze on the spot.

In Huanglong's perception, a series of incredibly profound and vast pieces of information suddenly appeared within his primordial spirit. This information was divided into two parts: one part consisted of the insights gained by the Ancestral Witch Houtu during her cultivation and body tempering...!

Part of it is...