Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The underworld, the realm of reincarnation in the six realms.

This is where the souls of all living beings in the primordial world return after death; it is the starting point of reincarnation and an important part of the entire primordial cycle.

The Wheel of Reincarnation slowly turns, and with each turn, countless souls are reincarnated. These souls may become celestial beings, fall into the animal realm, or be reborn as humans... According to their good and evil karma in their previous lives, they each enter their own path.

On the Wheel of Reincarnation, a figure sat cross-legged.

The man was dressed in a yellow robe, with a handsome face and a dignified and solemn demeanor, blending seamlessly with the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

This person was Huang Long.

Huanglong has been in this underworld for more than a month.

Aside from dedicating one layer of his energy to operating the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he devoted the other nine layers of his energy to comprehending the mysteries of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

Today, he is demonstrating the profound mysteries of reincarnation that he has comprehended in the Xuanhuang Realm.

The cycle of reincarnation is incredibly profound.

Even with the peak primordial spirit power of Huanglong Daluo, and the mysteries of reincarnation bestowed by Houtu, it was still difficult to fully comprehend it.

However, he still had 90% of it under his control, and the remaining 10% was beyond his comprehension due to his insufficient cultivation.

The small underworld in the Xuanhuang Realm, after being opened up by Huanglong, is now no different from the large underworld opened up by Houtu.

Even the Six Paths of Reincarnation have been established and are now in operation.

Just as he was immersed in the evolution of reincarnation in the Xuanhuang Realm, a commotion suddenly broke out.

The sound was very faint at first, like the sound of wind drifting from a very distant place.

But gradually, the sound grew louder and clearer, as if countless people were worshipping in unison. The sound of worship pierced through the barriers and appeared directly in Huanglong's heart.

"The Virgin Mary created man...!"

"The Great Purity spreads its teachings...!"

"Divine Dragon Protection... Totem..."

Huang Long frowned.

He was evolving the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Xuanhuang Realm, but the voices of the Holy Mother creating humans and Taiqing spreading the Tao aroused his curiosity.

He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion.

"This sound is so hard to block out?" Huang Long muttered to himself.

His consciousness, guided by the sound, traversed endless distances and instantly arrived at the source.

There was a tribe there, and in the center of the tribe was a high platform with three statues on it.

Countless people knelt before the high platform, bowing and paying homage to the three statues in unison.

"Is it a human performing a sacrifice?"

Huanglong's consciousness swept across the high platform, clearly seeing the appearance of the three statues.

The one in the middle is the goddess Nuwa.

The one on the left is the Sage of Taiqing.

One on the right...!

Huang Long's face instantly darkened.

The statue on the right is a coiled five-clawed yellow dragon.

The dragon's appearance, its expression, its aura...!

In the underworld, Huanglong's true form felt a chill run from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He jolted awake, his consciousness completely drawn into the sacrificial scene.

He saw it clearly.

On the high platform, besides the three statues, there was also a young man dressed in a white sacrificial robe.

The young man had a solemn expression and a dignified demeanor, and was holding a eulogy in his hand.

On a distant mountain peak, a figure in blue stood with his hands behind his back, watching the young man's ritual from afar.

Huang Long's gaze fell on the figure in blue, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Xuan Du!

Huang Long instantly understood why his statue could be placed alongside Nuwa and the Great Master on the human race's altar.

It is absolutely inseparable from Xuandu.

He looked again at the three statues on the high platform, and then at the kneeling humans, and finally understood where he was.

This is a human ritual!

The statue of the five-clawed yellow dragon was sculpted based on his likeness!

"Xuan Du!" Huang Long said through gritted teeth.

Xuan Du, atop the mountain, seemed to see Huang Long, waving at him with an expression of anticipation for praise, as if to say:

"Senior brother, how did this go?"

Seeing Xuandu wave his hand, Huanglong's body, formed from luck, instantly rose up.

He never expected that Xuandu would have Fuxi place him... his Yellow Dragon... on par with Nuwa and the Sage Taiqing, so that he could share in the sacrifices of the human race!

Huang Long felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he were being roasted over a fire.

This is literally being roasted over a fire!

What merit or ability does he possess?

He was nothing more than a dragon, a dragon that had cultivated for some time.

Nuwa is a saint, the Holy Mother who created humankind; Taiqing is also a saint, the benefactor who educated humankind.

What right does Huanglong have to stand on the altar alongside these two saints, to be worshipped by the human race, and to enjoy the human race's fortune?

"This kid is pushing himself into the fire!" Huang Long thought to himself, feeling extremely distressed.

But now that things had come to this, he had no way to refuse.

Because he discovered that the sacrifice was complete, and a massive amount of fortune had gathered on the statue.

The power of human faith, the fortune born from piety, is continuously flowing into the statue, forming a connection with his true spirit.

He couldn't sever this connection at all, nor did he dare to, otherwise it would disrupt the human race's morale.

Huang Long took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He carefully sensed the aura gathered on his statue and found that although the aura was vast, it was not mixed.

Although the human beliefs contained within those auras may contain some impure thoughts, they are still pure overall.

More importantly, he discovered that the fortune gathered on the statues of Goddess Nuwa and Sage Taiqing was not absorbed by the two sages.

The aura emanating from the statue of Goddess Nuwa, after circulating within the statue, seemed to be purified of impurities, becoming even purer, before transforming into an invisible pillar of light that landed on Fuxi's head.

The aura emanating from the statue of the Sage Taiqing, after being cleansed of its impurities, transformed back into wisps of pure aura, which then dispersed into every human present.

Huang Long understood instantly.

Although Nuwa and Taiqing Saint enjoy the fortune of the human race, their current cultivation level does not require them to rely on the fortune of the human race for cultivation.

The goddess Nuwa left those blessings to Fuxi;

The eldest master then returned all that fortune to the human race, so that every member of the race could benefit.

"These two saints are indeed compassionate," Huang Long thought to himself.

He looked down at the gathering fortune on his statue. The golden fortune was increasing and accumulating in the statue, but it did not change.

It was neither purified nor returned; it simply remained there quietly.