Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Huanglong and Xuandu stood in the sea of ​​blood, looking at the enormous outline of the underworld.

"Young friend Huanglong, you seem to be in high spirits, actually coming to stroll through my sea of ​​blood."

Just then, the sea of ​​blood beneath their feet suddenly boiled, boundless blood energy permeated the air, and the sound echoed in the void, as if boundless slaughter was unfolding.

The moment that voice rang out, Xuandu summoned a pagoda radiating a mysterious yellow light, enveloping him and the Yellow Dragon within it.

Huang Long remained completely still, gazing at the churning sea of ​​blood around him. "Senior Styx, if you were to frighten my junior brother into something serious, my eldest master would surely come to this sea of ​​blood himself to have a word with you?"

"By then, your sea of ​​blood, now only half its original size, will likely have completely dried up!"

"Boring little fellow!" Old Ancestor Styx muttered. Then the sea of ​​blood returned to calm, and the blood energy that filled the sky condensed in front of Huanglong and Xuandu into a figure wearing a blood-red robe.

Huang Long glanced at Xuan Du. "Put it away! You'll have to compensate me if you frighten the senior!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du glanced warily at the Styx Ancestor in front of him, and then put the pagoda into his body.

Styx's face darkened, and he looked at Huanglong with some resentment.

This little guy has no respect for the old man at all; he not only mocks him but also tries to extort money from him.

"You two, one the sole disciple of the Supreme Saint, the other a high-ranking student of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, what else in my Blood Sea could you possibly covet?"

Xuan Du gently tugged at Huang Long's sleeve, signaling him not to go too far, as the person in front of him was at least a peak Quasi-Saint.

Huanglong, seemingly oblivious, said to the Styx Ancestor, "I found the Blood Sea Dew from Senior to be quite palatable last time I drank it."

Styx's face darkened further. He glared at Huanglong and gritted his teeth, saying, "How dare you mention Blood Sea Dew? Houtu has already condensed all of Pangu's essence blood contained in the Blood Sea into two drops of essence blood. I remember giving one drop to you."

"Now that the Sea of ​​Blood no longer contains the essence of Pangu's blood, where is the Blood Sea Dew now?"

Looking at Styx's dark red face, Huanglong smiled and said, "Senior, don't lie to me. Although there is no more Pangu's essence blood in this Blood Sea, there must still be a lot of Blood Sea Dew that you brewed before."

"Given your previous cultivation level, the Blood Sea Dew would be useless to you. Why keep it?"

As Huang Long spoke, his tone suddenly changed, "If our Grand Master Uncle finds out that you bullied his only disciple in this Sea of ​​Blood, it won't just be a few jugs of Blood Sea Dew...!"

"Alright, alright, stop talking. I'll apologize." Styx was worried that if he let Huanglong continue, he wouldn't know what Huanglong would want.

Then, Styx waved his hand and threw the three gourds of Blood Sea Dew towards Huanglong and Xuandu.

Huang Long looked at the three jars of Blood Sea Dew, raised his hand to take them, and handed two of them to Xuan Du who was standing to the side.

"You're so generous, senior!"

Xuan Du, who was standing to the side, also realized what was happening and accepted the two jars of Blood Sea Dew that Huang Long handed over. At the same time, he bowed to Styx and said, "Thank you, senior."

Styx waved his hand, showing no dissatisfaction despite being extorted for three jugs of Blood Sea Dew.

"Speak, what brings you to the Sea of ​​Blood?"

After Huanglong put the Blood Sea Dew into his bosom, he said to Styx, "Senior is wrong. I just came to see you."

Styx looked at Huanglong with ill intent, "You came to see me, and now you're trying to extort a few jugs of Blood Sea Dew from me?"

"As you said, senior, I brought a gift."

As Huanglong spoke, he took out a jade box and threw it into the River Styx.

After receiving the jade box, Styx casually opened it. Instantly, an incredibly rich life essence emanated from it. Styx smelled the rich life essence and looked at the baby-like fruit inside the jade box before immediately closing it.

He looked at Huang Long with a smile, "So sensible!"

Immediately afterwards, Styx casually waved his hand, piercing a gap in the underworld in the center of the sea of ​​blood. "Go, finish your business, then come back to catch up with the Ancestor!"

After speaking, Styx's figure transformed into a sky full of bloody mist and dissipated into the void.

Huang Long looked at the stunned Xuan Du and said, "Let's go!"

After saying that, Huanglong took the lead, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into the gap opened by the Styx River.

"Senior brother, wait for me!" Xuandu looked at Huanglong's figure and hurriedly followed.

As Xuandu passed through the gap, he gasped for breath.

The scene in the underworld is no longer like the sea of ​​blood, filled with boundless blood energy.

This is a vast, dark, gray world. The sky has no gentle sun, no bright moonlight, and no twinkling stars.

The entire sky was a deep, dark gray, even blacker than the night, oppressive and heavy.

On the earth, countless ghosts wander. Some are bewildered and ignorant, some wail in pain, and some move forward in silence, like a boundless, gray-white ocean.

Further away, a colossal wheel stood on the earth, emitting a faint light that illuminated the entire underworld.

That is the Wheel of Reincarnation.

Huanglong and Xuandu were seeing the Six Paths of Reincarnation for the first time. The wheel was larger than they could have imagined, like a majestic mountain, thousands or even tens of thousands of times larger.

The six gates on the roulette wheel are all imprinted with mysterious runes and patterns, representing the Heavenly Realm, the Asura Realm, the Human Realm, the Animal Realm, the Hungry Ghost Realm, and the Hell Realm!

The roulette wheel slowly rotated, and with each rotation, countless wandering souls were sucked into it and cast into the cycle of reincarnation.

Below the Wheel of Reincarnation, there is a piece of land isolated by supreme power.

Various tribes can be vaguely seen dotting the land...!

Judging from its appearance, Huanglong could guess that it was the place where the Wu tribe lived in the underworld.

Huanglong sighed inwardly. After the great calamity of the Lich King, the remaining Wu tribe was taken to the underworld by Houtu, who even created a separate world for them to live in.

Although this land is not as vast as the primordial wilderness, it at least provides a place for the Wu tribe to settle down.

"Let's go!" Huanglong said to Xuandu beside him, his figure transforming into a streak of light once again, flying towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc.

Xuandu quickly followed.

As the two approached the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc, its vast and solemn aura grew increasingly intense. The radiant light shining upon them brought a touch of warmth.

Under the light, wisps of something were expelled from the wandering spirits, gradually fading their pained expressions, as if they had been purified!

Huanglong knew the location of Houtu without even having to investigate.

Houtu was at the highest point of the Six Paths of Reincarnation at this time.

It was a platform formed from the light emanating from the Wheel of Reincarnation, suspended above the Wheel of Reincarnation.

On the platform, a majestic figure sat cross-legged, with Taoist energy emanating from his hands and a gentle radiance surrounding him.

Behind her, the phantom of the Six Paths of Reincarnation slowly rotated, merging with him as if he himself were the embodiment of reincarnation.