Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"Thank you for your help, young friend." Zhuque, who was standing to the side, thanked Huanglong as he looked at the phoenix that had regained its strength.

"You're too kind, senior. It's just a transaction between us."

Zhuque nodded and led Huanglong to the ancestral vein node space where Yuanfeng was located, telling Yuanfeng about the recovery status of many phoenixes.

Yuan Feng simply said to Huang Long, "Greetings to the Ancestral Dragon on my behalf," then closed her eyes to refine the endless innate Martian spiritual energy, condensing it into her origin, which was then drawn out by the nine enormous chains and circulated in turn.

After bidding farewell to Yuanfeng, Zhuque led Huanglong back to the secret world where the Phoenix Clan lived.

Huang Long re-entered the Phoenix Clan's treasure trove, the one he had taken half of.

This time, Huang Long chose a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Fire Spirit Pearl.

The remaining artifacts are fragmented spiritual treasures: a bronze cauldron riddled with cracks, a dull blue mirror, a half-broken long banner, and a jade seal full of holes.

Because its origin is incomplete and it lacks the nourishment of innate spiritual energy, it has never emitted a trace of innate spiritual charm.

"These four items were all used to suppress and dissipate the fire elemental energy within the Undying Volcano during its eruption, after their original essence was exhausted."

A hint of regret and sorrow flashed in Zhuque's eyes. "Although the source is completely lost, that little bit of innate, indestructible spiritual light still remains. As long as it is carefully nurtured, it can be restored."

Huanglong waved his hand and put away one complete innate spiritual treasure and four incomplete innate spiritual treasures.

"My karmic ties with the Phoenix Clan were only two days away from being completely severed after I helped them quell the eruption of the Undying Volcano!"

In the primordial chaos, cause and effect will inevitably be repaid.

He exerted his efforts to quell the eruption of the Undying Volcano, consuming precious Three Lights Divine Water to restore Yuan Feng's vitality and dispel the erosion of chaotic energy. Heaven granted him this reward.

After leaving the Phoenix Clan's treasure vault, Huanglong and Zhuque bid each other farewell and were about to leave the secret world inhabited by the Phoenix Clan.

His gaze swept across the landscape and suddenly landed on the phoenix trees. Although these phoenix trees were not born with innate spiritual roots, they were cultivated anew from the seeds of that innate phoenix tree. In this immortal volcano, the fire elemental energy was extremely pure.

Over the long years, it transformed into an acquired spiritual root, which has a great nourishing effect on fire-attribute creatures.

Thinking of the dozen or so phoenix eggs in his own temple, a thousand years have passed, and if nothing unexpected has happened, they should have hatched long ago.

Huang Long's lips curled slightly, and with a wave of his sleeve, his magic power transformed into a giant hand that blotted out the sky. He uprooted one of the spiritually powerful acquired parasol trees, its roots enveloping a large mass of crimson spiritual soil, and brought it into the Xuanhuang Realm, placing it on a fire-shaped spiritual mountain.

"I'll borrow a phoenix tree to raise your descendants, so that things can be considered complete from beginning to end." Huanglong chuckled to himself, no longer lingering, and with a flicker of his figure, he had already left the Undying Volcano.

Zhuque never intervened to stop Huanglong's actions.

After exiting the immortal volcano, I sensed that the surrounding space had returned to normal.

Huang Long pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed at the empty space in front of him.

"Sizzle!"

A pitch-black crack appeared out of nowhere, its interior filled with turbulent currents, yet it could no longer cause the slightest harm to Huanglong.

He stepped in, the crack closed, and his figure disappeared.

When it reappeared, it had already moved from the immortal volcano to the central southern region of the primordial wilderness.

This place is not far from Shouyang Mountain, and Huanglong did not tear through space again.

It is a beam of light that glides slowly above the sea of ​​clouds.

Huanglong was not worried that the lich would launch another attack in a short time.

The mountains and rivers below rushed past. When Huanglong's gaze swept across the land, his escape light paused slightly.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see the scenes of hunting, sacrifices, and killing monsters in the human tribes on the earth.

However, unlike the pure-blooded humans in my memory, these tribes were mixed with many people who were exceptionally tall, muscular, and full of vitality!

In battles against demonic beasts and conflicts with their own kind, they have always been at the forefront as the main fighting force.

His every move carried a wild and direct rhythm, his powerful strength far surpassed that of ordinary humans, and he even faintly stirred up the bloodthirsty energy between heaven and earth.

"The Witch Clan?" Huang Long raised an eyebrow slightly!

What surprised him even more was that, in addition to his yellow dragon, the totems worshipped in these human tribes also included some characteristic images of the witch tribe.

Giants chased the sun, and divine beings shot it down with bows...!

Strands of human fortune flowed towards the witch clan.

Huanglong landed in a human tribe, but he did not reveal his true form. He disguised himself as an ordinary human and entered the tribe.

Beside the altar in the center of the tribe, an old priest with white hair and beard, holding a bone staff, was speaking to a group of children:

"...Yes, ten suns appeared in the sky, scorching the earth, cracking it, drying up rivers, and killing all things. It was the great shaman Kuafu of the Wu tribe who, unable to bear seeing the ten suns ravage the land, took up his giant staff and chased after them, determined to find a way to save countless lives!"

"Has the Great Wizard Kuafu caught up?" a child asked anxiously!

"They caught up, but the sun was too scorching. The great shaman Kuafu was extremely thirsty. He drank the Yellow River and the Wei River dry, but it still wasn't enough. In the end, he was so tired that he collapsed on the road."

The old priest's voice was low, then rose again. "But his death summoned the great shaman Hou Yi, who drew his divine bow and fired nine arrows, shooting down all nine suns and restoring the scorching earth to its present state!"

"What happened to the great sorcerer Hou Yi afterward?"

"And then...?"

The old shaman smiled.

"After the great shaman Hou Yi shot down nine suns, his own life force was exhausted, so he came to our human tribe to recuperate."

"Later, the great sorcerer Hou Yi married a human girl named Heng'e. Unfortunately... alas, Heng'e was tricked by the demon race and had no choice but to fly to the moon."

"After the great shaman Hou Yi returned to the shaman clan, the shaman clan often helped our human race. They also taught us the shaman clan's methods for strengthening our muscles and bones and cultivating our qi and blood."

Huanglong traveled among the tribes, exploring the development of the human race by examining the totems used in their rituals.

It turns out that after Chang'e flew to the moon 10 years ago, the Wu tribe began to have contact with the human tribe.

Over the long course of time, humans and witches intermarried, giving birth to hybrid offspring.

These descendants, though not possessing the innate physical strength of pure-blooded humans, also lacked the perfect three souls and seven spirits of humans.

However, these shamans possess both a primordial spirit and the ability to cultivate the shamanic arts, and to a certain extent, they can inherit the shamanic clan's ability to control the evil energy of heaven and earth.

More importantly, although these witches do not live as long as the pure-blooded witch clan, they far exceed ordinary humans, and their ability to reproduce is not as difficult as that of the witch clan.

For the Wu tribe, which no longer has a blood pool, this is undoubtedly a new way to continue their bloodline, expand their strength, and gather fortune.

Thus, the Wu tribe consciously began to spread stories such as Kuafu chasing the sun, Houyi shooting down the sun, and Chang'e flying to the moon among the human race, portraying themselves as heroes who protected the weak and fought against heaven and earth.

At the same time, the Wu tribe was dispatched to teach simple body tempering techniques to some human tribes, allowing some humans who did not have the ability to cultivate the Golden Elixir method to begin their cultivation.

The human tribes on the periphery received assistance from the witch tribe, which greatly reduced their survival pressure. They developed a goodwill towards the witch tribe, and since this part of the witch tribe was largely similar in appearance to the humans, they accepted and integrated with them!

Over the course of 100,000 years, the bloodline of the Wu tribe has permeated many human tribes far from Shouyang Mountain.

This led to the formation of a new ethnic group that was half-shaman and half-human. They identified themselves as human, but worshipped the powerful shaman clan!

These humans practiced the body-tempering methods of the Witch Clan, making them far more powerful than other humans of the same realm, and their status within the human race gradually rose.

"What a wonderful example of subtle and silent influence!" Huang Long thought to himself.

The Wu tribe may seem crude, but their actions are quite meaningful.

Without provoking the displeasure of the goddess Nuwa and her grandmaster, they left behind a bloodline for the human race.

Regardless of the outcome of the Lich War, the bloodline of the Lich race can be continued through the human race.

With the help of the witch clan, the human race occupied more and larger territories on this land and rapidly multiplied and thrived.

The union of the Witch Clan and the Human Clan, with Nuwa and her Grand Master, who possessed the majority of the Human Clan's fortune, had not been opposed. Naturally, he, as a totem who only possessed a trace of fortune, would not arbitrarily change the current situation!

Huang Long shook his head, no longer wanting to think about it.

His figure faded away, and he once again rode the escape light, heading straight towards Shouyang Mountain.