Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

In this space, the gray, chaotic energy flowed like rivers flowing into the sea, surging wildly into the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl.

As the chaotic energy was devoured, the gray-black patterns on those primordial crystal marrow stopped spreading.

The chaotic energy that had just seeped from the cracks in the earth was swept away by the storm and could no longer accumulate.

The disappearance of the chaotic energy in this space was most noticeable in Yuan Feng.

Without the continuous erosion of chaotic energy, the gray-black mottled patches on those scales stopped expanding.

Yuan Feng's aura also stabilized slightly at this moment.

However, those enormous chains continued to drain Yuan Feng's essence.

Seeing that Yuan Feng's aura had stabilized, Zhu Que's solemn expression relaxed at that moment.

After a long time, when the last wisp of chaotic energy in this space was completely devoured by the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl, nearly half of the originally empty third of the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl was filled.

This surprised Huanglong. The chaotic energy accumulated in this immortal volcano far exceeded the total amount accumulated in the Four Seas Eye!

If he hadn't cleared space within the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl beforehand, it would probably have taken him ten thousand years to absorb this chaotic energy.

Huang Long looked at Yuan Feng lying on the ground with some sympathy. He didn't have the powerful body and strength of the Ancestral Dragon, but he was suffering even more cruel pain than the Ancestral Dragon.

Huanglong sensed Yuanfeng's body and couldn't help but frown. Yuanfeng's essence was almost gone.

If the Ancestral Dragon was merely trying to protect himself by falling into a deep sleep due to excessive depletion of his power.

Yuan Feng was in a near-death coma.

Its essence, having been excessively extracted, had been greatly depleted, causing it to fall into a state of dormancy, even after the chaotic energy in this space had been cleared. Her body was no longer being eroded, but the remaining essence was insufficient to support the revival of her body.

And those Heavenly Dao chains continue to extract its essence, maintaining the operation of the ancestral vein...!

The Yuanfeng, now in a state of dormancy, is unable to actively absorb innate spiritual energy to replenish its own essence.

If this continues, at most ten thousand years later, she will dissolve into the universe due to the exhaustion of her original essence.

Zhuque was clearly aware of Yuanfeng's condition. With a wave of her hand, countless innate fire-attribute spiritual objects appeared from the void:

Crimson Flame Golden Crystal, Divine Firewood, Nirvana Fire Lotus, Southern Bright Flame Marrow... These are all primordial spiritual objects produced by the Undying Volcano over millions of years, each containing a vast source of innate fire.

The Vermilion Bird unleashed its own primordial fire, the Southern Bright Fire containing immense power, which enveloped and smelted these spiritual objects.

It transformed into drops of pure innate fire essence, which were sprinkled by the Vermilion Bird onto the body of the Phoenix.

"Sizzle!!!"

The source of fire was absorbed the moment it touched the scales and feathers of the Yuanfeng. The Yuanfeng's aura was recovering, but at an extremely slow pace.

The main reason is that Yuan Feng's light body has been eroded by the chaotic energy over the past tens of thousands of years, and it has already shown signs of decay.

The polluted body and the source of fire eroded each other, with only a very small portion of the source of fire being absorbed by Yuan Feng.

At this rate, it would take at least ten thousand years for Yuan Feng to awaken.

This process requires continuous nourishment from the source of fire.

With the Phoenix Clan's remaining resources, it's simply impossible to sustain such enormous consumption.

The Vermilion Bird had exhausted all its primordial spiritual items, and looking at the still silent Yuan Phoenix, the hope in its eyes gradually faded.

At this moment, Zhuque looked at Huanglong. His lost hope rekindled: "Young friend, as a direct disciple of a sage, you must possess many elixirs and spiritual treasures bestowed by the sage. Perhaps...!"

Huanglong twirled the bracelet made of 36 Dinghai Pearls in his hand and smiled at Zhuque.

Zhuque looked at Huanglong, who was smiling without saying a word, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

Huanglong's behavior indicates that he possesses the item, but he will not give it to Zhuque for nothing.

Suzaku took a deep breath, calculating the price he would have to pay.

"If you, young friend, can offer a treasure containing life force to help Yuan Feng awaken, the Phoenix Clan is willing to exchange it for a flawed innate spiritual treasure." After a few breaths, Zhuque softly gave the price.

Huang Long simply smiled and shook his head.

The smile was gentle, but in Zhuque's eyes it carried an undisguised meaning: "It seems to say that the life of the Phoenix Clan's ancestor is only worth a half-crippled innate spiritual treasure."

Zhuque was not angered by Huanglong's refusal, and looked at the still silent Yuanfeng: "Two half-damaged innate spiritual treasures in exchange for Yuanfeng's revival!"

Huang Long continued to shake his head, moving the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls one by one in his hand, making a clattering sound.

The sound was exceptionally clear in the silent space, each note striking the heart of the Vermilion Bird.

Seeing Huang Long's calm expression, Zhu Er's face showed helplessness. "Young friend, name your price!"

Upon hearing this, Huanglong held up two fingers towards Zhuque: "Two innate spiritual treasures!"

Although the sound was soft, it caused the Southern Bright Fire on Zhuque's body to surge three zhang in an instant.

Zhuque was furious. Huanglong had just taken ten innate spiritual treasures from his Phoenix Clan's treasury, but now he was taking advantage of the situation and offering two more.

If Yuan Feng weren't in imminent danger and Huang Long weren't the Phoenix Clan's only hope, she would have loved to burn this opportunistic junior to ashes with a single burst of Southern Bright Fire.

However, when the terrifying temperature touched Huanglong, it was blocked by the spiritual energy released by the Dinghai Pearl in his hand, and failed to cause Huanglong any harm.

Upon seeing this, Zhuque's expression changed drastically, and he felt a sense of apprehension towards Huanglong.

Huang Long remained unmoved, even taking half a step closer to Zhuque, letting the heat waves of the Southern Ming Fire wash over him.

He calmly said, "Senior, please don't be angry. It's not that I'm taking advantage of your misfortune, but you should know that something that can quickly revive a quasi-saint who has exhausted his source is extremely rare in the prehistoric world!"

He paused, then continued, "Ordinary spiritual objects are of no use to a powerful figure like Yuan Feng. Only the Three Lights Divine Water, the number one healing elixir in the primordial world, has such an effect."

"The Divine Water of Three Lights...!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuque withdrew his aura and slowly absorbed the Nanming Fire into his body.

It naturally knew of such a divine object; a single drop could restore the original vitality of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. The Phoenix Clan had only obtained a few drops in the past.

Seeing that Zhuque remained silent, Huanglong continued, "For Senior Yuanfeng to recover from this state, the Three Lights Divine Water required cannot be achieved with just one or two drops."

"If it exceeds the value of two innate spiritual treasures, I will still lose money."

What Huang Long said was certainly true. After all, the Three Lights Divine Water was such a precious item that it could not be measured by ordinary treasures.

A single drop of the Three Lights Divine Water may not be comparable to the value of an innate spiritual treasure, but ten drops, a hundred drops... are a different story!