Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"Because there was a sage who gathered the true spirit for Fuxi."

Huanglong picked up the wine jar and said to Zhurong.

"Is my little sister also a saint?" Zhu Rong asked, somewhat unwilling.

"The Goddess Houtu is merely a saint in the underworld," Huanglong's voice remained calm.

Zhu Rong drank the wine in the jar in one gulp, then casually tossed it into the cave walls, his gaze fixed on Huanglong.

Huanglong took out another jar of blood date wine and handed it to Zhurong.

Zhu Rong popped the lid off the wine bottle, took a swig, and said, "You came to see me, surely not just to bring me wine?"

Huang Long nodded. "There is indeed something I would like to ask for your approval, senior."

Zhu Rong took another swig of wine and mumbled, "Speak."

"Senior, do you know why I have temporarily assumed the role of Lord of the Underworld?"

Before Zhu Rong could answer, Huang Long continued, "It's because Hou Tu Niangniang is tired. The millions of souls in the underworld each need Hou Tu Niangniang's personal intervention to eliminate their karmic obstacles, purify their memories, and allow them to be reincarnated."

"Since the creation of the underworld, Her Majesty has never rested!"

"Little sister..." Zhu Rong said slowly, "You are indeed too tired."

His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with a hint of guilt.

"Back then, in the great war against the demon race, we ancestral witches led our people to fight, to kill, and to contend."

"As a result, I was the only one left of the Ancestral Witches who died. Of the hundreds of millions of people in the clan, only a very small number were lucky enough to survive, but they were burdened with endless karma."

He paused, then continued, "My little sister has done a lot for the witch clan. She opened up the underworld, developed reincarnation, and created a safe haven for us, the remaining members of our clan, in the underworld."

"But I could only watch helplessly as she ceaselessly traversed the six realms of reincarnation, sending countless souls into the cycle of rebirth!"

"If we, the Witch Clan, were to appear outside this world that my little sister has isolated, our own blood and energy would cause those countless yin spirits to vanish into nothingness."

Zhu Rong looked at Huang Long, her eyes burning with endless flames filled with pain. "The Wu Clan is a burden to her; they can't help her at all."

Seeing the pain in Zhu Rong's eyes, Huang Long knew his time had come.

"Now, I have a way to get the witch clan to help the Goddess Houtu."

"Hmm!" Zhu Rong's eyes suddenly blazed with terrifying flames.

The violent aura surged through the cave like a flood.

If Huanglong weren't currently the Lord of the Underworld, his Great Dao Golden Immortal would surely have suffered damage under this terrifying aura.

"Can the Witch Clan really help my little sister?" Zhu Rong's voice was filled with doubt.

"Senior, do you not trust me?"

Zhu Rong kept staring intently at Huang Long. After a long while, confirming that Huang Long was not lying, the terrifying aura around her slowly subsided.

"If you can truly help my little sister with the help of the Witch Clan, then you will be the Witch Clan's benefactor."

"Senior, you're too kind!"

Huang Long explained his thoughts one by one.

With the authority of the Lord of the Underworld, he established the Ten Kings of Hell, the Five Ghost Emperors, and numerous other departments to facilitate the reincarnation of countless souls!

Those Wu clans at the Great Luo Realm and Taiyi Realm will hold corresponding divine positions according to their respective authority.

These witch clans can accumulate merit and eliminate their karmic burdens by maintaining the operation of the underworld and allowing countless souls to reincarnate smoothly.

After hearing what Huanglong said, Zhurong remained silent for a long time.

He put down the wine jar, his gaze passing through the top of the cave, seemingly looking at the remaining members of the witch clan, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at Huang Long, and said with a solemn expression.

"The blood and energy of the Witch Clan are incredibly fiery. Before they even get close, those vengeful spirits are annihilated by the surge of their blood and energy...!"

Before Zhu Rong could finish speaking, Huanglong interrupted, saying:

"Don't worry, senior. After the Wu Clan takes control of those powers, they will naturally merge with the origin of the underworld. Their blood and energy will not only not be affected, but will also be able to deter countless Yin spirits."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "Give titles to those clansmen below the Taiyi Realm as well, and let them contribute as well."

Huang Long shook his head. "If the Wu Clan below the Taiyi Realm were to leave this world, they would not be able to withstand the erosion of the laws of the underworld and would only damage their own origins."

Huang Long paused, then added, "Even those Wu clans at the Taiyi Realm still need to rotate regularly, otherwise they will also be affected by the Yin Realm Dao."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong asked no further questions, saying, "I believe you!"

He stood up, his head almost level with the top of the cave.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Huang Long said, "Senior, you only need to arrange the manpower for me. The Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors all need to be members of the Witch Clan at the Great Luo Realm!"

"As for the underworld officials, I will choose them from among the countless wandering spirits!"

Zhu Rong nodded: "That's easy. Although the Wu Clan doesn't have many members left, there are still dozens at the Great Luo Realm. I'll hand them all over to you, and you can arrange them as you see fit."

"You still haven't told me what I need to do?"

Huanglong looked at Zhurong, thought for a moment, and said, "I originally wanted you to be the Fengdu Emperor who rules the underworld, but this authority can only be separated by the personal intervention of the Goddess Houtu."

"So, senior, you will continue to sleep in this cave for the time being, providing ample warmth for the other witch clans in this world."

"Once the Goddess Houtu awakens, let her personally bestow titles upon you."

Zhu Rong looked at Huang Long with some disappointment, "Alright!"

He paused, then asked, "What do those underworld officials do?"

Huang Long explained, "The duties of the underworld officials are mainly to guide the souls, maintain order in the underworld, capture the souls lingering in the mortal realm, and carry out reincarnation. I will have the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors arrange the specific tasks."

Zhu Rong nodded thoughtfully.

He looked at Huanglong with a meaningful gaze: "Huanglong, if the Witch Clan can truly eliminate karmic obstacles and return to the primordial world in the future, you can ask the Witch Clan for help in any way you need. The Witch Clan will not hesitate to help you."

Huanglong's gaze fell on Zhurong. "Alright."

He knew that Zhu Rong's words were not just polite talk, but sincere.

Although the Wu tribe has declined, their inherent courage remains. Once they consider you a friend, they will risk their lives for you.

Zhu Rong laughed heartily, his voice echoing through the cave, causing the crimson stones on the cave walls to fall continuously!

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, then raised the Zhurong Blanket and said to Huanglong, "Come, have a drink with me."

Huanglong raised his wine jar and drank with Zhurong.

The two drank more than ten jars of wine, and seeing that Zhu Rong still seemed unsatisfied, Huang Long hurriedly spoke up.

"Senior, if you drink any more, the underworld will be in chaos."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong looked at Huang Long with some concern.

"Then you go ahead! I'll gather the tribesmen and bring it to you right away."

Huanglong nodded, stood up, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhurong: "I am waiting upstairs for the arrival of the great shamans."

After saying that, Huanglong flashed back to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc.

He was doing his best to maintain the operation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, waiting for the arrival of the Witch Clan so that he could fully comprehend the Great Dao Laws of the Underworld and the mysteries of reincarnation.

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