Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"This pearl..." Ancestral Dragon's voice trembled slightly, "Where did it come from?"

Huanglong did not hide anything from Zulong and Qinglong, and told them in detail about the origin of the Chaos Yin Yang Pearl!

Then, it was mentioned that the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl was repaired by the Primordial Celestial Venerable using fragments of the Chaos Pearl and many innate divine materials.

"A sage's work..." Zu Long exhaled softly, and the sea eye returned to normal.

"In that case... let's begin!"

Before the words were finished, a dragon claw formed from the power of the Ancestral Dragon reached out and gently enveloped the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl.

On the dragon's claw, a vast and mighty power flowed, transforming into a layer of pale golden light that protected the bead.

Then, the dragon claws carried the pearl slowly into the depths of the sea eye.

In the past, the Ancestral Dragon would casually wrap the fragments of the Chaos Pearl, as long as they were not lost.

Now, this Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl is extremely precious, and it has been recognized as a master by the Yellow Dragon, who has imprinted his primordial spirit power on it.

To prevent it from being lost in the chaos, or from being washed away by the chaotic energy and having its undying spiritual light destroyed, the Ancestral Dragon had to be extremely careful.

Deep within the sea eye, the chaotic energy is incredibly viscous, each wisp containing a violent and disorderly aura.

When the bead came to a complete stop, Huanglong had a thought and opened the seal on the Chaos Yin-Yang Bead, beginning to devour the chaotic energy.

"Buzz!"

A tiny vortex appeared on the surface of the bead.

It started as the size of a fist, but over time it rapidly expanded to the size of a millstone, eventually becoming a black hole with a diameter of three zhang (approximately 10 meters)!

As the black hole spun wildly, the terrifying suction it generated caused the chaotic energy around the bead to find an outlet and instantly flow into the bead's interior.

This swallowing lasted for a whole year.

During this year, Huanglong sat cross-legged in front of Zulong, observing the evolution of chaos through the sea eye.

Carefully experiencing the primordial chaos, it was decomposed and transformed through the sea eye into wisps of innate spiritual energy and traces of other substances.

At the same time, he also tried to temper his body, which was at the peak of the Great Luo realm, with the chaotic energy, hoping to refine the chaotic energy through his physical body.

Unfortunately, even with his physical body at the peak of the Great Luo realm, although he could refine this wisp of chaotic energy, the loss outweighed the gains.

However, Huanglong did not give up. Instead, he began to refine the chaotic energy strand by strand, while cultivating the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, using the chaotic energy to temper his physical body.

Only a year had passed when Huanglong sensed that the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl was now filled with chaotic energy.

"Enough!" Huanglong said to Zulong.

At this moment, the Ancestral Dragon showed a hint of relief, after all, the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl was extremely precious, and chaotic storms often occurred in the chaos.

If he wasn't careful, he would have taken away the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl. In this year, he had spent more mental energy than he had spent suppressing the Sea Eye for ten thousand years.

As the dragon claw phantom retracted, the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl returned to Huanglong's presence.

The beads have changed appearance now.

Originally just black and white, it was now completely enveloped in a dense layer of chaotic energy, with electric arcs occasionally crackling inside—chaotic divine lightning generated by the friction of the dense chaotic energy.

Huanglong took the bead and carefully sensed the chaotic energy inside.

The next moment, a look of joy appeared on his face.

The chaotic energy inside the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl was several times greater than the total amount of chaotic energy he had absorbed before.

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

With this massive amount of chaotic energy, there will be no worries about the source needed for the Xuanhuang Realm to advance its level.

This chaotic energy is enough to support him in completing the transformation of the Xuanhuang Realm and can accumulate a lot of world origin!

The ancestral dragon's enormous head revealed a smile: "Go, cultivate diligently, and don't waste your time here."

Huanglong bid farewell to Zulong and together with Qinglong Laozu, they left the sea eye and returned to the ancestral home of the East Sea Dragon Clan.

However, he did not linger at the ancestral court. Huanglong bid farewell to Qinglong again, tore open space, and headed towards Buzhou Mountain in the southern part of the prehistoric world.

The aura of calamity shrouding the southern part of the prehistoric world was even more intense than that in the eastern part.

Huanglong went directly into the Undying Volcano.

The earth was a deep crimson, and all the plants were fire-attribute spiritual plants!

A series of volcanoes rose and fell, spewing forth fire-attribute spiritual energy that dyed half the sky red.

Deeper still, a colossal mountain, reaching to the heavens and the earth, stands majestically between them.

On the mountainside, rows of fiery red sycamore trees resemble raging flames.

That was the main peak of the Immortal Volcano, the ancestral land of the Phoenix Clan, and also the burial site of the Phoenix Clan's future.

As soon as Huang Long stepped into the area of ​​the Undying Volcano, he sensed an incomparably powerful primordial spirit sweeping over him.

The power of that primordial spirit was full of scrutiny, scanning him back and forth, as if trying to see through him inside and out.

Huanglong stood in the void, allowing the other party to examine him. With his current level of cultivation, coupled with the concealing power of the Pure World White Lotus, unless he faced a saint directly, he could hide himself so well that even the Ancestral Dragon would have difficulty seeing him clearly.

A moment later, as the power of that primordial spirit dissipated, he performed a Daoist bow and loudly proclaimed:

"Senior Suzaku, please show yourself."

The sound, imbued with the power of Taoism, traversed endless space and penetrated deep into the immortal volcano.

At the summit of the immortal volcano, inside a palace perched atop a towering sycamore tree, a figure slowly opened his eyes.

She was a woman dressed in a crimson feathered robe, with an exquisitely beautiful face, yet her brows held endless sorrow.

Upon hearing Huang Long's voice, a hint of joy appeared on his sorrowful face.

"This little guy..." Suzaku's lips curled up slightly, "I didn't expect him to deliver himself to my doorstep."

Outside the immortal volcano, the space in front of Huanglong was slightly distorted.

Immediately afterwards, a flame imbued with a terrifying aura suddenly ignited.

The flame, no bigger than a fist, contained boundless power, burning the surrounding space to pieces, as if spatial turbulence was overflowing from it.

Nanming Fire!

The Phoenix Clan, unique to the Vermilion Bird, possesses a divine fire capable of incinerating all things.

The flames slowly condensed, transforming into the exquisite form of the Vermilion Bird.

At the same time, a quasi-saint's aura spread out, making Huanglong feel a sense of pressure.

Huanglong remained expressionless and bowed to the figure of Zhuque, saying, "Huanglong, a disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable of Kunlun, greets Senior Zhuque."

The Vermilion Bird looked at the Yellow Dragon and remained silent for a moment.

"Young friend, your specific mention of being personally taught by a sage is a reminder that I might refuse your purpose for this trip," Zhuque said with a hint of amusement.

Huang Long felt a slight chill run down his spine, but managed a dry laugh: "Senior Zhuque is overthinking it."

Although Huanglong did have this idea.

If he came as a member of the Dragon Clan, the Vermilion Bird might not give him a friendly look, even though the blood feud between the Dragon and Phoenix Clans has lasted for hundreds of millions of years, let alone ask him for spiritual treasures.

He doesn't have time to waste here.

But it's different if you're a direct disciple of a sage.

Now that the sage's power overwhelms the primordial world, let alone the now-declining Phoenix Clan, even in its most prosperous days, they would have to consider the face of the Primordial Heavenly Lord.

Having lived for billions of years, how could the Vermilion Bird not have such sharp eyes? She saw through Huanglong's little scheme at a glance!

"Guests are always welcome!" Suzaku's voice softened. "Whatever your purpose is, the Phoenix Clan will certainly not neglect you."

She paused, then added meaningfully:

"After all, no one in this world can withstand the wrath of a sage."