Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The three calls were like a pebble dropped into a turbulent pond, leaving not a ripple in this dusty, chaotic world.

After the three sounds, the wind continued to howl around them.

But Huanglong held his breath and focused intently, his eyes gleaming as he carefully observed.

Sure enough, amidst the clamor of heaven and earth, tiny, extremely faint red lights began to appear, flickering like candles in the wind.

They are as small as dust, scattered sparsely, like the smallest specks of dust, containing a tiny spiritual fluctuation. They are the fragments of true spirit scattered in all directions after the Red Cloud Ancestor self-destructed!

These red lights seemed to be awakened by the inexplicable fluctuations of the purple-gold gourd and the call of the yellow dragon, and began to flash and resonate with the purple-gold gourd.

Gradually, at an extremely slow pace, they broke free from the earth's constraints, swaying and drifting, one by one converging towards the gourd's mouth.

The speed was agonizingly slow, as if time itself had been frozen by the devastation of this world.

Huang Long silently calculated, and it took him several days to finally clear the red light scattered within a range of several hundred meters!

Seeing this, Huang Long's heart sank.

At this rate, it would take countless years to traverse this vast and boundless broken land and collect all the scattered fragments of true spirit from the red clouds.

"It's definitely not a good job!"

The matter that the eldest master personally entrusted to it must indeed be extraordinary.

He dared not move ahead of time, for fear of interrupting the process of the Purple Gold Gourd collecting the true spirit of the Red Cloud, thus jeopardizing his senior uncle's important matter, which would be disastrous.

But we can't just sit and wait, can we?

Several days later, no more red light entered the gourd within a radius of several hundred meters, and the gourd fell into the hands of the Yellow Dragon on its own.

As the area where the Crimson Cloud True Spirit was absorbed by the Purple Gold Gourd continued to expand, the scattered red sand in the sky surprisingly avoided these areas.

Huanglong changed areas and shouted three times again. In this area, specks of red light began to appear and slowly converge into the gourd.

Seeing that the gourd was operating on its own without any problems, Huanglong returned to the area he had previously completed and began to explore this world filled with deathly silence and chaos.

The earth's veins and spiritual veins beneath the ground have long since broken off inch by inch, spiritual energy has been completely depleted, and malevolent and turbid energy is constantly overflowing, leaving no trace of life.

"This place is so remote, it's even worse than Penglai Island."

Huang Long sighed softly, but his eyes were full of excitement.

As long as this region is restored to life, he will receive three rewards: merit, the source of creation, and the reward from the Supreme Saint. What does it matter if he stays here for tens of thousands of years? It's not like he hasn't stayed here before.

Having made up his mind, he first offered up the Pure White Lotus, which floated in the air and descended with soft and pure white light.

The white lotus slowly rotated, scattering strands of purifying spiritual light, like a spring breeze.

Wherever it went, the smoke and dust that filled the air, the violent residual energy, and the evil and turbid energy generated by the shattered underground veins were all eliminated and purified.

The dark red smoke dissipated, replaced by a fresh, post-rain mountain forest feel, faint yet real, which made Huanglong feel refreshed.

After purification, the next step is to cleanse and repair the earth's veins, relocate the spiritual veins, and finally recreate life. This process is all too familiar to him.

His first task was to sort out and repair the broken and shattered earth beneath his feet.

However, the ground in this area had been shattered so much that only the broken veins of the earth could be seen when he pointed to them. His magical power surged, collecting countless fragments of the broken veins one by one. With practiced ease, he used his own magical power as needle and thread to carefully connect and clear the broken and blocked veins little by little.

At the same time, he separated a tiny spiritual vein from the Xuanhuang Realm, carefully moved it out, and implanted it into this newly cleared earth vein node.

With the earth's veins initially restored and the spiritual veins planted, Huanglong once again channeled his magical power to unleash the divine ability "Sweet Rain Technique."

He drew water elemental energy from the Xuanhuang Realm, mixed it with his own pure magical power, and transformed it into a sky full of life-giving, sweet rain that fell gently down.

The rain seeped into the parched earth, and the seeds of grass and trees that he had sown in advance, nourished by the vitality of the spiritual rain, broke through the soil and sprouted tender green shoots.

In the blink of an eye, faint signs of life began to appear on the once dark red and desolate land.

The earth revived, plants sprouted, and life began to reappear in this desolate land.

During this process, a little bit of pure, primordial energy of creation slowly seeps out from the revitalized earth.

Huanglong was prepared and used the Creation Source Condensation Technique to condense the overflowing Creation Source together and store it in his body.

With his Golden Immortal level cultivation, coupled with the supernatural powers of Sweet Rain Technique and the Pure White Lotus, the speed at which he repaired the world was several times faster than when he repaired Penglai Immortal Island back then.

Once the Purple Gold Gourd had condensed the red light in a certain area, the Yellow Dragon moved forward to continue purifying, repairing, nurturing, and collecting the essence of creation.

As one area began to recover, before the Purple-Gold Gourd was even finished, he seized the time to carefully examine the edges of those areas where the laws were still chaotic and violent. He meticulously comprehended the laws and Daoist principles left behind from the Quasi-Saint War, and his cultivation and Daoist practice steadily improved without him even realizing it.

Time flies, the sun rises and the moon sets, and tens of thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye.

Looking down from a very high place, one would find that most of this vast, desolate, dark red land has already regained its green vitality.

In the other small area, although it was still filled with dark red smoke and dust, you could see bits of green gradually engulfing the dark red area.

The purple-gold gourd, having continuously collected essence fragments of the red cloud over tens of thousands of years, has gathered more and more of them, and its own energy has become increasingly sensitive to the residual essence of the red cloud.

Later on, the suction range generated by the gourd mouth became larger and larger, and the speed became faster and faster.

Inside the gourd, countless red rays converged into one, faintly forming an extremely thin red cloud!

On this day, Huang Long had just restored a new area to life and was about to comprehend the laws and principles of the chaotic area ahead.

"Sizzle—!"

Suddenly, without warning, a crack appeared in the space in front of him!

Within the crack was a chaotic spatial turbulence, emanating an aura that made Huanglong's heart tremble.

Huang Long felt a chill run down his spine and dodged backward, clutching the defensive item given to him by his grandmaster uncle in his hand. With the Five Elements Pagoda above his head, he was on full alert.

However, no great power emerged from the crack.

But then a crimson light, enveloping something, shot out with incredible speed from the spatial rift!

After the crimson light passed through the crack, the spatial rift instantly closed, as if it had never existed.

The red light hovered in mid-air. When the light dissipated, its true form was revealed: a gourd that was entirely crimson and naturally formed with Dao patterns!

"The Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd!"

Huang Long's eyes were filled with disbelief.

After Hongyun self-destructed, this treasure was also swallowed by the spatial turbulence, but it actually broke out of the spatial turbulence again!

As if it possessed sentience, the Soul-Scattering Gourd paused slightly in mid-air, sensing the presence of the Red Cloud True Spirit within the Purple-Gold Gourd.

It circled the purple-gold gourd several times, its body trembling slightly. Suddenly, it stopped moving, its mouth facing the purple-gold gourd, and a dim red light flew out from it and disappeared into the purple-gold gourd.

Huang Long could see clearly that although the number of red rays was small, the spirituality within them was a hundred times more concentrated than all the true spirit fragments he had collected over the years!

After the red light flew out, the crimson light on the Soul-Scattering Gourd dimmed noticeably, as if it had lost its spirituality, and slowly drifted down, landing right in Huang Long's outstretched palm.

It was warm to the touch, as if it still carried a trace of its former owner's warmth and obsession.