Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The vastness and danger of the primordial wilderness were clearly displayed before Huanglong.

Originally, Huanglong wanted to use his dragon form to travel through the sea and reach the ancestral home of the dragon clan.

After traveling for only a few months, while crossing a deep seabed rift, they encountered a huge shadow that swept by. The mere aura it emitted made Huanglong's body stiffen and his hair stand on end in terror.

Fortunately, the Pure World White Lotus concealed its aura, allowing it to hide its form; otherwise, Huanglong would have had to call for the Ancestor's rescue.

After that, Huanglong flew close to the sea surface.

Back in the Dragon Court, the Ancestor simply ripped open the void with a wave of his hand, and the end of the passage led to the sea area near Penglai Immortal Island.

Furthermore, the battlefield at that time was probably not far from the Dragon Clan's ancestral home, otherwise Huanglong would not have been injured by the sound of the Chaos Bell.

Who would have thought that the vast fairy island was actually like a living thing?

Over the course of hundreds of thousands of years, it has traversed the void countless times, moving an unknown distance without any pattern or sound!

If it weren't for the warm, smooth azure dragon scale in his hand, which contained the power of bloodline attraction and consistently pointed towards the ancestral court, Huanglong would have truly had the chance to become a lost dragon.

Following the faint signals emanating from the token, and wielding his increasingly skilled escape techniques, he traversed the ocean, a journey that took him hundreds of years.

Finally, we returned to the ancestral home of the Dragon Clan.

The moment their bodies passed through the ancestral court's restrictions, before their feet even touched the slightly warm ground of the ancestral court, an imperceptible suction force suddenly descended!

The surrounding scenery instantly distorted and stretched, turning into blurry streams of light.

Before Huang Long could even process what was happening, he felt a blur before his eyes and found himself in another place.

He staggered, forced himself to steady himself, and looked up.

A pair of enormous golden eyes, as big as the sun and moon, hung beneath the dark dome, staring at him without any emotion.

That gaze seemed to pierce through flesh and blood, directly penetrating the depths of his primordial spirit.

Huang Long felt a sudden pang in his heart, but then relaxed.

"Ancestor"

He let out a long sigh, his tense muscles relaxing, and his tone carried a hint of helplessness at a long-awaited reunion, "You still love to scare the younger generation."

A low, deep laugh echoed through the cave, like muffled thunder rolling across the valley.

Amidst the flickering light and shadow, a middle-aged man dressed in a simple green Taoist robe silently appeared before Huanglong.

His face was resolute, with distinct features, and his expression exuded endless majesty. He was one of the few remaining pillars of the Dragon Clan—the Azure Dragon Ancestor.

The Azure Dragon's gaze was like an invisible carving knife, meticulously sculpting the Yellow Dragon's body.

In the depths of his deep eyes, countless tiny, intricate, and ever-changing golden runes flickered.

His fingers moved silently and rapidly beneath the wide sleeves, deducing the dramatic changes occurring on the small dragon before him.

"Eh..." A surprised and doubtful sound escaped from the old ancestor's lips.

After tens of thousands of years, this little guy has actually reached the Perfection of the Profound Immortal realm. That's quite fast.

However, the Azure Dragon "saw" clearly that the Yellow Dragon's magical power was exceptionally condensed and profound, and its foundation was incredibly solid.

What shocked Qinglong the most was that the karmic force of heaven and earth that had been suffocating the entire dragon clan and causing the clan's fortune to sway like a candle in the wind had completely disappeared from Huanglong's body!

Instead, a pure, warm, and gentle halo of merit, like the rising sun, emanated from the depths of his primordial spirit, isolating the karmic force enveloping the dragon race.

Since the Great Calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, when the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World unleashed boundless karma upon the Dragon Clan, the Azure Dragon has never again seen such clear and abundant Heavenly Dao merits on any of its kin!

"The karma has been cleared...!"

Azure Dragon's voice was deep and slow, yet each word was clear, stirring invisible ripples in the silent cave.

The runes in his eyes shone brighter, locking onto the immortal golden light within the Yellow Dragon's primordial spirit.

This faint light of merit, in the face of the Dragon Clan now burdened with karmic obstacles and whose fortune has collapsed, and whose members have not broken through to the Great Luo realm for countless eons, is like a ray of dawn suddenly shining in the endless night!

This is because the Ancestral Dragon led countless elite dragons to suppress the sea eye, transforming spiritual energy in the primordial sea, in exchange for the merits of Heaven and to maintain the dragon race's fortune.

For the first time, Qinglong had such a clear sense of the opportunity that might change the fate of his people!

"I know you have your own destiny, which cannot be forced."

The Azure Dragon Ancestor's voice regained its composure, but the burning passion within remained clearly discernible: "However, the merits of the Heavenly Dao are far too important for the Dragon Clan now…!"

Before Qinglong could finish speaking, Huanglong already knew what he was thinking.

Huang Long bowed and replied almost without hesitation, "This method was developed after I saw that the Penglai Immortal Island was destroyed by the battle between the demon race and the celestial court, resulting in the rupture of its earth veins, the dissipation of its spiritual energy, and the complete loss of its life force."

"This disciple was originally a dragon born from the earth's veins, and thus conceived the idea of ​​repairing the earth's veins of Penglai Immortal Island and restoring its vitality."

"By communicating with the earth's veins with his own pure primordial energy, he cleared the blockages in the veins, purified the accumulated malevolent and turbid energy, restored the broken spiritual energy to clarity, and then sowed innate spiritual plants. He also used the Sweet Rain Technique that you taught your disciples to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nurture the innate spiritual plants... In this way, after more than 100,000 years, the world finally saw the resurgence of life on Penglai Island."

"Heaven has taken notice and bestowed merit upon me. I have exhausted ninety percent of this merit to cleanse myself of my karmic burdens."

As Huang Long spoke, he kept an eye on the ancestor's reaction.

The Azure Dragon Ancestor listened with utmost concentration. In his eyes, which could see into the very origin, runes flowed endlessly, and his fingers, which were calculating and deducing in front of his chest, were moving so fast that even the Yellow Dragon could not see them clearly.

When Huanglong finished speaking, the light of the runes in the old ancestor's eyes gradually faded, leaving only deep contemplation and a trace of weariness that was hard to conceal.

"Unblocking the earth's veins, purifying impurities...recreating the vitality of heaven and earth..."

Qinglong repeated the key point in a low voice.

The results of the deduction told him that this method was feasible, as it conformed to the fundamental laws governing the operation of Heaven and reduced the loss of the primordial essence of the world.

However, repeating this tedious, mentally taxing, and slow-to-result-day-after-hundreds-of-years-long, monotonous work? A profound sense of powerlessness quietly permeated the air.

Even he himself probably couldn't have this kind of loneliness that wears away the stone with dripping water, let alone those restless younger generations in the dragon clan who are still immersed in the past glory of the dragon clan.

"This method... can allow my dragon race to regain the recognition of the primordial world!"

Qinglong's voice was deep and resolute, carrying an undeniable power, as if he were trying to convince himself.

Huang Long observed the expressions and gestures, and a thought subtly stirred within him.

He stepped forward, extended his right hand, and a warm, translucent blue jade stone, seemingly with countless tiny sparks of light flowing within, floated quietly in his palm.

"Ancestor"

Huang Long respectfully held up the jade stone, saying, "This is a little bit of my experience in repairing the earth veins, purifying the filth, and planting innate spiritual plants on Penglai Island. Although it is crude, it may be of reference to fellow cultivators in the clan."

Azure Dragon's gaze fell upon the jade stone that embodied Yellow Dragon's heart's blood, its depths as profound as an ancient well.

He remained silent for a moment, then slowly reached out his hand, and the jade stone flew lightly into his palm.

Azure Dragon's fingers gently rubbed against the smooth jade surface, sensing the countless subtle streams of information contained within.

Huanglong waited quietly, but couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

Sending out this "Insights on Gaining Merit" means that his long and lonely years of healing with Penglai can alleviate some of the pressure of karmic burdens on the dragon race.

After a long while, the Azure Dragon Ancestor finally raised his eyes, his gaze falling on the Yellow Dragon with a complex expression.

There was admiration, satisfaction, and a hint of determination in his eyes.