Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Above the ruins of a mountain range in the south, space was suddenly torn open like a ripple in a cloth.

A figure in black and yellow stepped out from within.

The sight before him made Huang Long nod slightly.

More than a hundred real dragons circled in the sky, each with a different shape: some were fire dragons that spewed clouds and mist, some were golden dragons that stirred up wind and clouds, some were black dragons that summoned thunder, and some were white dragons that brought rain and clouds...!

These dragons are all more or less entangled with dark red karmic force from the Heavenly Dao—a punishment imposed by the primordial Heavenly Dao on the three innate races after the initial calamity of the Dragon-Han era, which erodes their cultivation and fortune like a leech clinging to their bones.

However, some dragons, after experiencing two hunts of ferocious beasts in the South China Sea, have completely eliminated most of the merit they gained. What they now possess is merely a share of the dragon race's fortune, which currently has no impact on their cultivation.

At this moment, these dragons are using their bodies as the base to form a "Ten Thousand Dragons Covering the Sea Formation".

At the center of the grand formation, a fist-sized pearl floats, serving as the formation's hub.

The pearl is a deep blue color, with a thick layer of water vapor condensed on its surface, and inside is a miniature of a vast ocean.

It rotates silently, emanating an endless aura of the water element—the innate spiritual treasure, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.

"roar--"

The leading red dragon let out a long roar.

More than a hundred dragons exerted their power simultaneously, their dragon claws forming ancient incantations.

The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl trembled slightly, and the vast ocean within it churned.

"Boom!"

A torrent of water vapor burst forth from the pearl!

That is not ordinary water, but "true water" condensed from the innate essence of water. A single drop can transform into a lake, and a single wisp can nourish hundreds of miles.

At this moment, the true water was like a celestial river hanging upside down. After rushing out of the pearl, it was restrained by the formation and turned into a thick, all-encompassing cloud layer.

The clouds were black, so heavy they seemed to be crushing the sky.

"Xingyun!" the red dragon roared.

All dragons simultaneously displayed their innate supernatural powers—dragons are born to control wind, rain, thunder, and lightning; controlling clouds and rain is an instinct etched deep in their blood.

The moisture in the world had been dried up by the sun over the past ten days, and the karmic force of the Heavenly Dao on their bodies was like shackles binding their power.

However, at this moment, the boundless moisture was provided by the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, and the karmic obstacles of Heaven had no effect on them at this time, allowing them to fully unleash the divine powers of the Dragon Clan.

"Make it rain!"

"Whoosh—"

The dark clouds finally gave way to the weight and turned into a torrential downpour.

The raindrops are crystal clear, each one carrying a faint trace of life.

They passed through the air distorted by the sun's true fire and fell on the scorched earth, making a "sizzling" sound of evaporation—initially, nine out of ten raindrops turned into steam before even touching the ground, but as the dragons continued to activate the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, the clouds grew thicker and the rain became heavier.

Finally, the first drop of rain penetrated the high-temperature barrier and fell on the cracked soil.

"Sizzle..."

The scorched earth greedily absorbed this moisture.

The rain spread outwards from the array, covering thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of miles... eventually barely covering an area of ​​300,000 miles in radius.

This was the limit to which over a hundred dragons could unleash their supernatural powers by activating the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.

However, three hundred thousand li is but a drop in the ocean compared to the entire southern part of the prehistoric world, which is shrouded by ten suns.

Unfortunately, the rain only barely alleviated the drought on the surface of the affected areas.

The earth's veins, which stretched thousands of feet deep, had long since dried up.

The underground spiritual veins were scorched by the laws of the sun, breaking apart inch by inch, and the spiritual energy dissipated.

The rain only nourishes the roots of plants that have managed to hide in the shade of the mountains and have not yet completely died, as well as a few creatures that hide underground and survive by virtue of their own talents or special terrain.

The torrential rains brought down by these dragons were but a drop in the ocean compared to the vast, untamed land.

He suppressed his emotions, took a step forward, and appeared in front of the dragon formation.

"Big brother!"

Ao Guang, who was inside the formation, sensed it immediately. The golden dragon transformed into a young man and flew to the yellow dragon, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement.

The great formation, though missing one dragon, still operated steadily, only its power was slightly diminished.

Seeing that Ao Guang was somewhat weak, Huang Long raised his hand and placed it on Ao Guang's shoulder, channeling pure spiritual energy into him, instantly restoring the magic power that had been exhausted from Ao Guang's body.

"Tell me slowly," Huang Long said calmly. "How many lives has the Dragon Clan saved? What about the other Dragon Clan?"

"The Golden Crow is too fast. Even with its Sweet Rain, we only saved lives within a radius of tens of millions of miles." Ao Guang answered Huanglong's question without even thinking!

He paused, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes: "But our cultivation is still too low. Brother, look at this land, scorched by the Golden Crow True Fire of the Great Luo Immortal. Even if we set up a great array with the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, it can only cover a radius of 300,000 li. Beyond that…!"

The boy couldn't continue speaking.

Huanglong silently patted his shoulder, his gaze sweeping across the sky where the dragons were still forming a great array to bring life to the earth.

The dragons also noticed his arrival, casting their gazes upon him—a gaze filled with awe, anticipation, and a glimmer of hope amidst their weariness.

They recognized Huanglong.

The last descendant of the Yellow Dragon lineage of the Dragon Clan, he was personally taught by the Azure Dragon Ancestor and later became a disciple of the Sage Yuanshi Tianzun of Kunlun Jade Void Palace. He has now attained the status of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Among the dragon race, burdened by karma and gradually declining, Huanglong is the only one in billions of years who has been able to break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and still walk in the primordial world.

Now, two more Great Luo Golden Immortals, Ao Qing and Ao Zhan, have joined the ranks.

However, both of their breakthroughs are inseparable from Huanglong!

"We pay our respects to Lord Huanglong!"

More than a hundred dragons murmured in unison, their roars echoing in the rain.

Huanglong raised his hand in a gesture of support: "No need for formalities. You all sacrificed yourselves to bring rain to save the common people; Heaven will remember this merit."

He changed the subject and looked at Ao Guang: "This area is only for you; the other dragons are there."

Originally, Huanglong could still find the other dragons by deducing the secrets of heaven, but now that the cross has appeared in the sky, hundreds of millions of lives have been wiped out, and the twelve ancestral witches and the demons such as Dijun have fought another battle, the calamity energy in the world has become several layers thicker, and the deduction of the secrets of heaven is no longer useful.

"It's Uncles Ao Qing and Ao Zhan leading the team," Ao Guang hurriedly said. "We have a total of 372 dragons, divided into three teams, each carrying a Sea-Stabilizing Pearl."

My two uncles led a group further south—they said there was a group of immortal volcanoes there, ignited by the sun's true fire, where earthly fire and heavenly fire intertwined, causing even greater death and injury to living beings.

Huang Long felt a slight unease.

Three hundred and seventy-two dragons constitute a considerable force in the dragon race today.

Each one of them who was able to participate in this mission to save all living beings was clearly one of the most talented members of the dragon race, and each of their lives was incredibly precious.

They all hope to take advantage of this great calamity to accumulate enough merit for themselves, to eliminate the karmic obstacles of the dragon race, and to strive for further advancement.

Looking at the dragons before him, a smile appeared on his face. After today, most of these dragons would be able to break through to a higher realm.

Suddenly, Ao Guang whispered, "Brother, look, although the area affected by the rain is expanding, deep underground..."

Ao Guang lifted up a large swath of soil with a single claw!

The surface soil, moistened by rain, is damp, but below it lies completely dry, hardened, and scorched earth.

Further down, the soil temperature wasn't high, but there wasn't a trace of moisture; not only was there no moisture, but even the spiritual energy had dissipated.

"The earth's veins have been dried up," Huanglong said in a deep voice. "The solar laws activated by the Golden Crow have not only evaporated the rivers, lakes, and seas, but also severed the underground spiritual vein network. The rain you send down can only temporarily keep the surface life from dying; it's a temporary fix, not a fundamental cure."