Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Huanglong held the Soul-Scattering Gourd in his hand, then looked at the Purple-Gold Gourd, sensing the situation inside the Purple-Gold Gourd.

The originally faint red cloud merged with the later red light, and in an instant transformed into the appearance of the Red Cloud Daoist, with clear eyebrows and eyes and a kind face!

Although his eyes are still closed and he is in a state of silence, his true spiritual foundation has been restored, and the speed of reunification is now incomparable to what it was before!

"I see!"

"It turns out that Hongyun left a trace of his true spirit in the Soul-Scattering Gourd, waiting for the right opportunity."

Huang Long suddenly realized, "The Purple Gold Gourd reassembled most of the fragments of his self-destructed true spirit, and a connection was formed between the two, giving them hope for survival. That last bit of true spirit then rode the Soul-Scattering Gourd through layers of space to return and reunite!"

With the addition of this spiritually rich fragment of true spirit, the speed at which the Purple-Gold Gourd condensed the remaining fragments of true spirit suddenly surged, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, and the area it radiated covered almost the entire remaining area!

In just a thousand years, it has gathered all the fragments of true spirit in the remaining vast region into the gourd!

When the last fragment of the true spirit of the red cloud was sucked into the gourd, the purple-gold gourd suddenly flew up on its own and trembled violently in the high sky!

"Buzz!"

The space in front of the purple-gold gourd suddenly cracked open, forming a deep spatial passage. From the other side of the passage, a familiar aura surged forth – it was Kunlun.

The purple-gold gourd transformed into a stream of purple-gold light, silently entering the spatial passage and disappearing instantly! The spatial rift also quickly closed, and the world returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Huang Long stared blankly at the spot where the purple-gold gourd had disappeared. After a long while, he reacted, instantly arriving at the spot where the gourd had vanished, and jumped up and shouted:

"Senior Uncle! Senior Uncle! Your disciple hasn't boarded the vehicle yet! Your disciple hasn't boarded the vehicle yet! Senior Uncle—!"

However, the void remained silent, offering no response.

Only his helpless voice echoed between heaven and earth, quickly drowned out by the sound of the wind.

Huang Long was both amused and exasperated; the thoughts of a sage were unfathomable. Helpless, he could only shake his head, gazing at the last area shrouded in dark red smoke:

"Once this last area is fully restored, we can return to Kunlun Mountain, bringing the work to a successful conclusion!"

Just as he calmed down and prepared to reconnect with the earth's energy, a voice filled with endless vicissitudes suddenly rang out from not far behind him:

"Young friend Huanglong, it's been a long time since we parted ways in Kunlun."

Huang Long was startled! With his late-stage Golden Immortal cultivation, he hadn't sensed the speaker's aura at all!

He suddenly turned around, his body shimmering with a clear light, and gazed intently.

A familiar figure appeared, but his face was filled with exhaustion. Yes, exhaustion. Huang Long actually saw exhaustion in a quasi-saint!

Huang Long quickly cupped his hands in greeting and said respectfully, "So it is the Great Immortal Zhenyuan. This junior, Huang Long, greets the Great Immortal Zhenyuan."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over the Pure World White Lotus atop the Yellow Dragon Head as he slowly said, "Young friend, you are indeed blessed with good fortune, having obtained this spiritual root to protect you."

His gaze then fell upon the land that had been destroyed by Hongyun's self-destruction, but which had now largely recovered its vitality:

"Little friend, you have great perseverance and have done a great deed."

A complex and incomprehensible emotion flashed in his eyes as he continued, "Young friend, you have single-handedly restored the billions of miles of desolate land caused by the death of Brother Hongyun to such an extent, giving rise to life and recreating the universe. This is truly an unparalleled merit."

"It is I who am late."

Huang Long looked at the powerful figure in front of him who was on par with the Three Pure Ones. To make a quasi-saint level powerhouse show signs of fatigue, one must have gone through some great ordeal.

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Curious, he asked with concern, "Senior, you flatter me. I merely did what I was supposed to do!"

"Judging from your expression, Senior, you seem quite tired? With your cultivation level, what could possibly require so much of your mental energy?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi sighed softly, a sigh that contained the weight of tens of thousands of years and a trace of frustration at not being able to achieve his goal completely.

"Tired?" Zhen Yuanzi gave a wry smile, his whisk unconsciously waving. "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, young friend. I've only been chasing that Kunpeng for tens of thousands of years. If Kunpeng hadn't joined the demon race and received the protection of Di Jun and Taiyi, I would have had no choice but to return."

"Kunpeng!"

Huang Long was taken aback at first, then he remembered seeing Zhen Yuanzi chasing Kunpeng away in Yuqing Palace that day. He just didn't expect that Zhen Yuanzi had been chasing Kunpeng for tens of thousands of years!

What unwavering dedication! What profound affection!

"Exactly."

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, "It was Kunpeng who colluded with Dijun and Taiyi to besiege Hongyun, which led to Hongyun's demise. Unfortunately, Taiyi wields a supreme innate treasure, and I am no match for him. Continuing to entangle with him is futile."

"I came here intending to repair the spiritual mountains and earth veins destroyed by Hongyun's self-destruction, to atone for the karma between my brother and the world. I never expected to encounter you, young friend, who has already restored most of the life to this place!"

Then, his gaze unexpectedly fell upon the crimson gourd hanging from Huanglong's waist, its spiritual energy now concealed. His body trembled violently, his eyes flashing with unbelievable excitement, and his voice became somewhat indistinct:

"This...this...this Soul-Scattering Gourd! Young friend, how did this come to be in your possession?"

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi's excited expression, Huang Long understood.

After a moment's thought, he received the decree from his Grand Master Taiqing Sage and brought the Purple Gold Gourd here to reunite the True Spirit of Red Cloud. He then briefly recounted the events until the Purple Gold Gourd flew away.

Zhen Yuanzi listened intently, and when he heard that the phantom image of the Crimson Cloud True Spirit had condensed within the Purple-Gold Gourd, his eyes reddened, and he burst into laughter, his laughter filled with the joy and excitement that his friend was still alive.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good! The Supreme Saint's kindness, my young friend, I will remember it for Hongyun!" He said "good" three times in a row, and the grief and resentment that had been accumulating in his heart for tens of thousands of years were finally released at this moment.

Nothing could make him happier than the fact that his best friend's spirit had not been extinguished and that there was hope for a reunion.

After the initial excitement, Zhen Yuanzi watched as Huanglong skillfully combed through and repaired the remaining ley lines. Zhen Yuanzi did not participate; this was Huanglong's opportunity and also his merit.

In this process, Huanglong's methods for repairing the earth's veins were the result of his own years of experience and were already incredibly sophisticated. However, in Zhen Yuanzi's view, some subtle aspects could be made more harmonious and natural, and could better draw upon the earth's primordial power.

The Earth Book that Zhen Yuanzi wields is formed from the membrane of the earth. His understanding and application of the earth's veins are unparalleled in the primordial world. Even sages who control the power of heaven and earth would not dare to say that they surpass him in this way.

He was grateful to Huanglong for his hard work in gathering his friend's true spirit over tens of thousands of years, and seeing that Huanglong was a person who cared about the primordial world and whose temperament and talent were rare, he decided to give him guidance.

"Young friend,"

Zhen Yuanzi flicked his whisk and smiled, "Your skills in repairing and clearing the earth's veins are already extremely proficient. However, the earth's veins are like the meridians of the human body; one should sense their breath, follow their rhythm, unite with their spirit, and guide them with one's intention."

"Just you wait and see...!"