Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

But now, with the fall of the Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun, the aura of calamity that permeated the void has dissipated.

The Lich King's Cataclysm has completely ended.

Western religions, on the other hand, emphasize the cultivation of merit and virtue.

Now, such immense merit is right before our eyes. As long as we save those lives, we can accumulate boundless merit and advance our path to enlightenment.

But them!

They just sat there.

Just watch!

Do they know how much it would cost to accumulate merit if they missed this opportunity?

Do they realize how the prehistoric world will view the Western religion because of their inaction at this moment?

Fortunately, they saw that Ksitigarbha was also piloting a magical ship, saving countless lives.

The shame on Zhunti and Jieyin's faces faded slightly.

Ok!

Thankfully, there's still one left.

Although there was only one, and he was only the disciple with the weakest cultivation!

At least in the West, there are still people who can teach.

They watched Ksitigarbha's desperate figure, a complex look flashing in their eyes.

This disciple, who usually doesn't compete or fight, showed the responsibility that a disciple of a sage should have at this moment.

In this great calamity, it became the only hope for the Western religion and the only source of confidence for Jieyin and Zhunti when facing the Three Pure Ones.

The gaze of the Primordial Celestial Venerable swept over the Medicine Master and Maitreya, then landed on Ksitigarbha, a faint hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

The corners of the Taiqing Sage's mouth turned up slightly.

"Ha ha!"

The Master of Heaven burst out laughing.

Although he didn't speak, both Zhunti and Jieyin could hear the sarcasm in his voice.

But they didn't refute it, because they had nothing to say.

Just then, the half of Mount Buzhou, carrying boundless power, was about to fall onto the earth.

If Mount Buzhou were allowed to fall, the resulting power would be enough to completely destroy the entire eastern part of the prehistoric world, and no living being would escape unscathed.

Right at this moment!

The Primordial Celestial Venerable moved.

He took a step and instantly appeared in front of the upper half of Buzhou Mountain that had slid down.

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand.

A vast beam of pure, ethereal light shot out from his hand, enveloping half of the mountain.

In an instant, the primordial power of the entire primordial world was mobilized and gathered beneath the collapsed half of the mountain!

The half of Mount Buzhou that was about to crash into the earth suddenly slowed down and then hovered in the void!

With a wave of his hand, Yuanshi Tianzun put the half of Buzhou Mountain into his sleeve.

After taking back Mount Buzhou, the six sages turned their gaze to the hole in the heavens above!

They could clearly feel that the huge hole was gradually expanding as the weak water poured out.

If it is not blocked, the entire wilderness will be submerged by the Weak Water.

At that time, all spirits will perish and cease to exist.

The six sages did not intervene, because something even more serious was happening.

skyline!

Without the support of Mount Buzhou, the entire celestial realm is slowly falling.

This world, as large as the primordial wilderness, is now slowly falling towards the primordial land.

The sage Taiqing frowned slightly.

"Heaven and earth unite... the primordial chaos...!" He began slowly, then stopped speaking.

But all the saints understood his meaning.

If the Celestial Realm were to merge with the Primordial Earth, it would be far more than a simple fusion.

Instead, the pure and turbid energies that were separated by Pangu will re-merge, and at that time, the primordial world will return to chaos once again.

"We must stop it!" Yuanshi Tianzun said, his voice solemn.

"How can we stop it?" Tongtian asked. "Mount Buzhou is broken; what else can support the Heavenly Realm?"

The saints remained silent!

Yes, what could compare to Mount Buzhou, which was formed from the spine of Pangu?

While the sage remained silent.

A sudden change occurred on the East China Sea.

A vast aura surged into the sky.

The aura was immense and full of boundless vitality.

It surged from the depths of the East China Sea, soaring straight into the sky, attracting the attention of millions of people.

Immediately afterwards, a gigantic figure appeared between heaven and earth.

That's a dragon!

A giant blue dragon.

His body was so enormous that it defied description; each scale was as large as a mountain and shimmered with a blue light.

It winds its way up from the depths of the East China Sea, soaring straight into the clouds.

Azure Dragon!

One of the progenitors of the dragon race, a top-tier powerhouse whose cultivation had reached the peak of Quasi-Saint countless years ago.

He flew out from the depths of the East Sea, hovering between the eastern heavens and earth, and with his supreme power, he forcefully held back the falling celestial realm.

The edge of that heaven merged with his back, emitting a muffled roar.

The speed at which the Eastern Celestial Realm fell suddenly slowed down.

But it's still falling!

The Azure Dragon's body began to tremble slightly, and its vast Quasi-Saint origin was burning wildly.

At the same time, a golden flame shot into the sky from the immortal volcano in the south.

The flames were incredibly hot, carrying the power to incinerate everything, illuminating the entire southern world.

In the firelight, a gigantic figure appeared.

Suzaku!

One of the progenitors of the Phoenix Clan, one of the three innate clans, he also reached the peak of Quasi-Saint level cultivation.

It flew out of the immortal volcano, flapped its wings and soared high, hovering between heaven and earth in the south.

Its enormous wings spread out, blotting out the sky and the sun, using its supreme power to hold back the falling Southern Heaven.

boom!

The Vermilion Bird's body also began to tremble, and its vast Quasi-Saint origin was burning wildly.

The celestial realm in the southeast direction was supported, while the celestial realm in the northwest direction fell at an even faster speed.

The sky tilted to the northwest, and the earth sank to the southeast.

The six sages were filled with awe upon witnessing this scene.

"Fellow Daoists Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird have rendered great service to Heaven and Earth."

The Tongtian Sect Leader murmured, "But they can't hold out for long."

Although the Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird are powerful and have reached the peak of Quasi-Saint, they are still only Quasi-Saints. How could they bear the weight of the Heavenly Realm?

They can hold out for a while, but not forever.

"What else in the primordial world can support the celestial realm?" asked the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

The Taiji diagram in the hands of the Sage of Taiqing radiated spiritual light, manifesting the scenery of the North Sea.

Nuwa gazed at the North Sea manifested by the Taiji diagram and murmured, "That black tortoise!"

"The Xuan Turtle!" The Tongtian Sect Leader frowned.

"That black tortoise has existed since the beginning of time."

Nuwa said slowly, "He has cultivated for countless years, and his physical body is the strongest in the primordial world."

"Even the ancestral witches who claimed to be descendants of Pangu were not as physically powerful as the Xuan Turtle; its limbs...!"

She didn't continue.

But all the saints understood his meaning.

The limbs of the black tortoise can be used to support the falling celestial realm.

That means!

We need to take its limbs.

Kill it!

Killing such a creature inevitably incurs boundless karmic consequences.

Even saints would not want to be tainted by such karma.

While the saints remained silent, the Tongtian Sect Leader spoke first.

"I'm going!"

He wielded the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords, transforming into a beam of sword light as he flew towards the North Sea.