Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

North Sea Black Turtle!

A being that has existed since the beginning of time.

That body, over the long years, has been constantly absorbing and exhaling innate spiritual energy, and has been growing ever larger!

It witnessed ferocious beasts ravaging the primordial world, the struggle for supremacy among the dragon, phoenix, and qilin races, the conflict between the Dao Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor, the birth of sages, the rise of the witch and demon races, and the rise and fall of countless living beings.

But it never participated in the fighting; it simply cultivated itself quietly.

Its enormous body made it fearless of anyone in the world, but it also limited it, trapping it forever in the North Sea.

This forces it to alleviate its loneliness through long periods of slumber.

On this day, a sword light tore through the sky above the North Sea.

The figure of the Tongtian Sect Leader appeared above the Xuan Turtle, which had just been awakened by the tremors of the broken Buzhou Mountain.

He looked down at the enormous creature below, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

He knew that the black tortoise was innocent.

It has never harmed any living creature, nor has it ever participated in any battles; it has simply stayed in the North Sea.

But at this moment, for the sake of the primordial world and for the sake of countless living beings, it must die.

"Today's calamity will be tomorrow's consequence. Today I lend you my limbs to support the sky, so I may guide you to your next life!"

Under the bewildered gaze of the Xuan Turtle, the four swords of Tongtian simultaneously flashed with cold light.

The four sword lights transformed into four streaks of light, slashing towards the limbs of the Xuan Turtle.

The enormous black tortoise had no time to react before its limbs were severed.

Blood gushed out, staining the entire Beihai Lake red.

The black tortoise suddenly opened its tightly closed eyes and looked at Tongtian in front of it.

There was no anger or resentment in its eyes, only endless doubt and confusion.

The Master of Heaven looked into his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"Heaven and earth are collapsing; for the sake of the primordial world, for the sake of all living beings, you must use your four legs to hold up the sky!"

The black tortoise looked at him for a long, long time, a hint of relief flashing in its eyes.

"Sage, do not forget the words spoken today!"

Then it closed its eyes, and endless primordial energy surged into the four limbs and giant feet that had been cleaved out by Tongtian.

A wisp of true spirit slowly appeared before Tongtian.

Tongtian solemnly put away the true spirit of the Xuan Turtle.

Then, carrying the giant feet of the Xuan Turtle, he turned and left.

Only the North Sea, stained red with blood, remains.

When Tongtian returned with the four legs of the Xuan Turtle, the other saints all showed a smile on their faces.

With these four legs, the heavenly realm will not collapse.

However, the Xuan Turtle's four legs are made of flesh and blood, and they need to be refined to support the Heavenly Realm.

This important task was naturally entrusted to Yuanshi Tianzun, who was most skilled in crafting artifacts.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the four giant feet and pondered for a moment.

With a wave of his hand, the half of Mount Buzhou that he had hidden away reappeared in the void.

As the Pangu Banner was waved, half of Mount Buzhou was divided into five parts, and the highest peak, ten thousand feet high, was put away.

Then, Yuanshi Tianzun merged the remaining four parts of Buzhou Mountain with the four giant black tortoise feet.

Under the power of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, the rocks slowly dissolved and merged with the four legs of the Xuan Turtle.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths...!

After a long while, four colossal pillars reaching the heavens appeared before the assembled saints.

Although the giant pillar is only ten thousand feet tall, it is dark gold in color and faintly exudes a vast and powerful aura!

This is the pillar supporting the sky, forged by the Primordial Celestial Venerable using unparalleled crafting techniques from Mount Buzhou and the four legs of the Black Tortoise.

Under the watchful eyes of a host of saints.

With a wave of his hand, the Primordial Celestial Venerable sent the four pillars reaching to the heavens flying towards the four corners of the earth.

"stand!"

Four giant pillars were erected simultaneously.

The other end extends upwards, like a growing tree reaching for the sky.

boom!!!

When the other end of the giant pillar came into contact with the descending heavens, it emitted a series of muffled booms.

Then, the continuously descending celestial realm finally stopped.

No longer falling, no longer tilting, it was steadily supported by these ten pillars supporting the sky.

The Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird, which held off the Eastern and Southern Heavenly Realms, slowly drifted down from the void.

With the four poles of heaven and earth stabilized, the gazes of the sages once again fell upon the original summit of Mount Buzhou, upon the hole from which endless weak water was constantly gushing forth.

The raging torrent of weak water continued to gush out, and the edges of the hole were gradually crumbling and widening under the erosion of the weak water.

If it can't be blocked...!

Even if there are four pillars supporting the sky, and even if the heavens no longer fall, the Weak Water will still submerge the entire prehistoric world.

Hundreds of millions of lives are still in danger of annihilation.

The six sages stood in the void, their faces solemn.

The Sage Taiqing frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on the hole, and remained silent.

The Pangu Banner in the hand of Yuanshi Tianzun trembled slightly!

The Four Swords of Zhuxian, wielded by the Tongtian Sect Leader, also trembled slightly, their endless killing intent appearing exceptionally heavy between heaven and earth.

The face of the guide became even more sorrowful as he continued to turn the guiding banner.

A trace of worry flashed in Zhunti's eyes. He looked at the hole, then at the billions of creatures drowning in the Weak Water, and remained silent.

"I have a method!"

Nuwa's voice rang in the ears of all the sages!

Under the watchful eyes of a group of saints, a huge stone filled with chaotic energy flew out from her sleeve and hovered in the void.

The stone is five-colored: black, white, red, blue, and yellow. The five colors intertwine to form a Taoist aura that makes even the saints take notice.

The light was soft yet not dim, brilliant yet not dazzling; it simply flowed quietly, causing the surrounding void to distort slightly.

The Taiji diagram in the hands of the Sage of Taiqing and the Pangu Banner in the hands of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable both spontaneously emitted a vast and terrifying aura because of the appearance of this stone.

The gazes of all the saints fell upon that stone.

"This is..." The Sage of Taiqing looked at the Taiji diagram in his hand, then at the five-colored stone in the void, and vaguely guessed something.

"A strange stone that fell from chaos at the beginning of time."

Nuwa slowly spoke, "It is the original essence of the Chaos Demon Ape after its fall."

Chaos Demon Ape!

That was one of the three thousand gods and demons in the chaos, born in the chaos and hidden under Pangu's axe that opened the heavens.

No wonder this five-colored stone appeared; the Tai Chi diagram and the Pangu Banner both exuded a terrifying aura.

"Use it to mend the sky?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked.

Nuwa, seeing the puzzled looks on the faces of the assembled sages, explained:

"This stone contains the origin of chaos. If it is refined and transformed into a thin film of the world, it can repair the hole and completely block the Weak Water."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of the saints.

Then, Nuwa's words dimmed that glimmer of hope once again.

"This stone contains the origin of chaos, and even a sage would find it difficult to refine easily."

Yuanshi Tianzun stepped forward and touched the five-colored chaotic divine stone.

After a moment, he slowly said, "It would take me ten thousand years to refine this stone with my own power."

"May it last forever!"

The saints fell silent once more.

Ten thousand years is but a fleeting moment to a sage.

But for the current primordial world, ten thousand years is far too long.

That hole won't last ten thousand years.

That Weak Water cannot wait for ten thousand years.

The countless living beings on earth cannot wait even ten thousand years.

"Ten thousand years..." Nuwa murmured.

Ten thousand years later, will the primordial world still be a vibrant place?

Just when all the sages felt powerless.

Suddenly, a series of Daoist sounds resounded in the void.