Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Hou Tu's three questions struck Hou Yi's heart like a giant hammer.

He closed his eyes.

In my mind, images of Kuafu's body, charred black by the sun's true fire yet never falling, Chang'e's lingering reluctance as she flew to the moon, and the battles against the Wu tribe against heaven and earth, intertwined and overlapped.

Then, he opened his eyes.

Those eyes were no longer cloudy, no longer empty.

Hou Yi, sharp as an arrow, fierce in battle, and fearless, has returned.

"Hou Yi's wish!"

The moment the word "wish" was uttered, the Pangu Palace trembled.

The drop of Pangu's essence blood erupted with a roar, and crimson-gold light engulfed the hall.

The blood transformed into countless tiny streams, spreading like a spider web, eventually enveloping Hou Yi.

Dijiang laughed loudly: "Good! This is the true spirit of our Wu tribe!"

The eleven Ancestral Witches acted simultaneously, each forcing out a drop of their essence blood and injecting it into the blood that enveloped Hou Yi.

Eleven drops of Ancestral Witch's essence blood merged with Pangu's essence blood, transforming into the purest blood energy to assist Houyi in refining Pangu's essence blood.

With the infusion of eleven drops of ancestral witch blood, Hou Yi's physical body began to disintegrate.

Skin, muscles, and bones were reduced to dust inch by inch, only to be reassembled under the power of Pangu's essence and blood.

Every collapse is accompanied by excruciating pain; every reconstruction brings about a transformative rebirth.

Hou Yi gritted his teeth and did not let out a single scream.

His consciousness sank deep into his bloodline, as if a giant stood tall and upright, supporting the sky with his spine and transforming his flesh and blood into mountains and rivers.

"Father God..." Hou Yi murmured.

In the darkness, it seemed as if a sigh echoed within the Pangu Palace.

Shouyang Mountain is a Buddhist temple of the Renjiao sect.

In the square in front of the Eight Views Palace, Xuandu and Huanglong stand side by side.

Two beams of spiritual light, one yellow and one black, descended from the heavens and entered Xuandu's body directly.

"The Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, the Primordial Treasure Taiji Diagram." Huang Long's face showed envy!

These two treasures are, firstly, a treasure of acquired merit, which, when placed above one's head, grants innate invincibility; and secondly, a treasure of innate nature, which can separate the pure from the impure, balance yin and yang, and is an unparalleled divine artifact for suppressing destiny.

He actually made Xuandu carry it with him at all times.

"Senior brother seems quite interested in these two treasures?" Xuandu suddenly said with a smile.

Huang Long blushed slightly and coughed dryly, "Junior brother is joking. Not to mention me, even a sage would be unable to resist these two supreme treasures!"

Xuan Du thought for a moment, "That makes sense!"

A flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand, and a stream of primordial yellow energy and a stream of yin-yang energy simultaneously emerged, transforming into a nine-story pagoda and a black-and-white tai chi diagram. "My master commanded me to carry these two treasures through the primordial world, one for protection and the other for deterrence. The great calamity of the witch and demon is not yet over, and the primordial world is fraught with danger. With these two treasures, I can avoid a lot of trouble."

Huang Long looked at the two phantom images of supreme treasures, his eyes almost overflowing with envy.

He then shook his head and said, "Even without these two treasures, no one would dare to mess with me when I travel through the prehistoric world."

Xuandu shook his head: "The treasure was bestowed by our master, but cultivation depends on oneself. Compared to my senior brother, I am far inferior. My senior brother is now in the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, while I am only in the early stage of the Great Luo realm."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Huang Long took out a jade box from his sleeve and handed it to Xuan Du: "Here are a few leaves of Enlightenment Tea, produced by the Enlightenment Tea Tree, a tree with innate spiritual roots. They taste quite good. Please have Senior Uncle taste them, and please have Junior Brother pass them on to Senior Uncle."

The jade box was opened, and nine tea leaves lay quietly inside.

The leaves are a chaotic color with water-attribute patterns flowing on their surface, exuding an aura that calms the mind.

This tea was produced by the innate enlightenment tea tree in the Yellow Dragon Xuanhuang Realm. After more than ten thousand years, a few leaves of the enlightenment tea, containing the laws of the Great Dao, have finally matured again.

Other Enlightenment Tea leaves, because the Great Dao Laws in the Yellow Dragon Profound Yellow Realm are incomplete, have not been able to imprint the complete Great Dao Laws and have not yet matured!

A look of shock flashed in Xuan Du's eyes: "Innate Enlightenment Tea? Senior Brother, you have good fortune."

Huanglong then handed a jade box to Xuandu. Under Xuandu's surprised gaze, Huanglong said, "This is for you."

Xuan Du opened the jade box, which still contained Enlightenment Tea, but the water-attribute law patterns were gone. Nevertheless, it was still extremely precious.

Xuandu didn't stand on ceremony with Huanglong and accepted the gift directly, saying, "Thank you very much, Senior Brother."

Huang Long nodded and said, "Senior brother still has to go to the Four Seas Dragon Palace, so I won't say goodbye to my senior uncle in person."

Xuan Du nodded: "Senior Brother, please do as you please!"

Huanglong then greeted the green ox beside him, "Old ox, I'll bring you oranges next time I come."

"Moo...!" The green ox, munching on a ginseng root that was as white as jade, responded to the yellow dragon.

Huang Long flashed out of Shouyang Mountain!

Huang Long looked back at Shouyang Mountain, which was shrouded in the great formation. He rode his escape light and flew around Shouyang Mountain again.

I carefully sensed the subtle changes in the world.

A circle

No!

Two laps!

No!

Three laps...!

Ao Guang mentioned Shouyang Mountain last time that he had sensed a hidden innate energy, as if there was a spiritual treasure there.

The aura was subtle yet powerful, like a seal yet not a seal, like a stamp yet not a stamp...!

"Kongtong Seal..." Huanglong murmured.

The most precious treasure of humankind, the Kongtong Seal.

This treasure was created by the divine response at the birth of humankind, and its possession can mobilize the humankind's fortune.

In the original timeline, this treasure was supposed to emerge after the Lich Wars and serve as proof of the Human Emperor's existence.

But now it seems that Shouyang Mountain protected the human race during the great calamity, which was probably due to this treasure.

Now, Shouyang Mountain has become the Taoist temple of the Grand Master Uncle, who is also the leader of the Human Sect and enjoys the fortune of the human race. The Kongtong Seal has obviously fallen into the hands of the Grand Master Uncle.

Otherwise, if even Ao Guang could sense it, Huang Long couldn't possibly not detect even a trace of its aura.

"So be it. What's meant to be yours will come to you; what's not meant to be yours, you can't force." This human treasure really didn't have much of a connection with him.

Huanglong shook his head, no longer lingering, tore open a spatial passage, and headed straight for the South China Sea.