Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Fuso.

Compared to the Fusang tree that Huanglong saw in the East China Sea, this Fusang tree that has restored its original appearance is even more amazing!

Its trunk is so thick it seems to support the sky, and its reddish-gold bark is covered with patterns like the feathers of a golden crow. Each pattern is slowly flowing, exuding the aura of the sun's origin.

The highest point of the tree canopy almost touches the outer edge of the sun, waving in the ocean of the sun's true fire.

Deep within the tree roots, it penetrates to the very core of the sun's origin, drawing upon its essence.

This is the Fusang Divine Tree.

One of the ten innate spiritual roots of the primordial world, and a supreme innate spiritual root that is known as the Yin-Yang Twin Trees along with the laurel.

When Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were born from the Sun Star, they used Fusang as their nest. The ten golden crows were able to achieve the Great Luo status in a very short time because they were nourished by this Fusang tree.

After Hou Yi shot down nine of them, the Fusang tree was moved back to the Sun Star by Di Jun.

Huang Long stood quietly in front of the Fusang tree, looking up at the giant tree with admiration in his eyes, but also with a hint of complexity.

If possible, he really wanted to pack up this innate top-grade spiritual root and take it with him.

Just then, the Fusang tree seemed to sense Huanglong's malice and suddenly trembled slightly.

The tremor was very slight; if Huanglong hadn't already been a quasi-saint, he would have hardly noticed it.

But it was indeed trembling, as if it were startled, or as if it were some kind of instinctive reaction.

Huang Long was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

The hibiscus tree sensed his intention.

Although the Fusang tree's intelligence is incomplete, it is, after all, a top-grade innate spiritual root, possessing the most primal and instinctive intuition.

It could sense that the creature standing before it harbored some kind of "malicious" intention towards it.

Huang Long gave a wry smile and stepped forward.

He reached out and gently pressed his hand on the trunk of the hibiscus tree.

It's a little hot!

"Don't be afraid," Huang Long said softly, his voice carrying a reassuring strength. "I won't hurt you."

The hibiscus tree trembled again, this time more violently.

Its branches and leaves began to sway, making a "swish" sound!

A vague, intermittent thought entered Huang Long's mind through his hand that was pressed against the tree trunk.

"What...do...you want to...do...!"

Huang Long remained silent for a moment, not in a hurry to answer.

He withdrew his hand from the tree trunk, took a few steps back, and looked up at the crown of the hibiscus tree.

The towering branches swayed in the blazing sunlight, each leaf shimmering with golden light—it was beautiful!

But Huanglong's gaze pierced through this outward beauty and saw its essence!

A primordial spiritual root whose intelligence is incomplete, unable to take human form, and unsuitable for cultivation on the Great Dao.

"Fusang," Huanglong spoke, his voice calm and clear, "you are one of the ten great innate spiritual roots of the primordial world, with profound foundations and a powerful origin!"

The hibiscus tree stopped swaying and fell silent, seemingly uninterested in Huanglong's praise.

Huang Long continued, "But it is precisely because your root source is too powerful, so powerful that it cannot even give birth to complete intelligence and take human form."

Looking at the still silent Fusang tree, Huang Long suddenly asked.

Are you willing to accept this?

The hibiscus tree trunk twitched slightly, then fell silent again.

After a while, its branches and leaves swayed gently, making a soft rustling sound, like a sigh or some kind of struggle.

That vague idea entered Huanglong's mind again, this time clearer than before, but still intermittent:

"Di Jun...help...no...me...you...together..."

Huanglong understood what it meant.

Di Jun can't help me, and neither can you.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Di Jun can't help you because he doesn't have the ability."

Huanglong's voice carried a certainty, "He is a primordial deity born from the Sun Star, sharing the same origin as the Sun Star. If he helps you, he will not only create a being that will contend with him for the power of the Sun, but he will also bear immense karmic consequences."

"He's unwilling to do it, and he's incapable of doing it!"

He paused, his gaze fixed on the trunk of the Fusang tree, as if he could see through the bark to the hidden, vague, chaotic true spirit within.

"But I'm different."

He stretched out his hand, and with a thought, the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl appeared in his palm.

The bead slowly rotated, the black and white energies intertwined and swirled, emitting an aura completely different from that of the sun!

It is not pure Yang, but the chaotic energy of Yin and Yang merging at the beginning of heaven and earth.

Huanglong held the pearl up to the hibiscus tree, saying, "I have created two worlds within this place."

With a thought, the scene of the Yang Realm within the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl transformed into a screen of light, projecting it onto the Fusang Tree.

Within the light curtain, the blazing sun of the Yang Realm hangs high, its golden-white rays bathing the earth.

The mountains rise and fall, the rivers meander, medicinal herbs grow on the hillsides, and spiritual flowers bloom along the streams.

"Although the Yin and Yang realms are far inferior to the primordial world, they possess boundless potential."

"The mortal realm still lacks a foundation to support the heavens." Huanglong looked at the Fusang tree with sincere eyes. "If you are willing to come with me, I will make you the spiritual root that supports the heavens of the mortal realm."

His voice became deep and solemn: "Moreover, I promise you that in the future, I will definitely help you take human form. I will allow you to possess complete intelligence, just like those innate beings, and to comprehend the Great Dao and cultivate."

The scene of the Yang Realm within the light curtain slowly shifted, and the branches and leaves of the Fusang tree stopped swaying, falling back into a long silence.

Huanglong did not urge it, but simply stood quietly, waiting for its response.

After a long while, that vague thought returned, this time much clearer than before, tinged with a hint of hesitation:

"I don't.....!"

Looking at the Fusang tree that still didn't trust him, Huanglong pondered for a moment and then offered up another item.

He projected the dragon-patterned tree, the spiritual root of the earth vein, from the Xuanhuang Pearl into the true spirit of the Fusang Tree.

Huang Long said, "This Earth Vein Dragon Pattern Tree was once a low-grade innate spiritual root. Does its current appearance prove that I wasn't lying?"

Looking at the towering spiritual root that was no weaker than his own, the Fusang tree did not fall into silence this time.

Not long after, the thoughts of the Fusang tree resounded in Huanglong's mind once again.

"Okay...I...am willing...to...go...with...you...but...you...won't...lie...to...me!"

Huang Long smiled sincerely: "I never lie to trees."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the hibiscus tree suddenly began to sway.

The entire hibiscus tree seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand, desperately trying to pull it upwards.

Its trunk trembled violently, and countless branches swayed wildly, their golden-red color surging like waves.

The scales and feather patterns on the tree bark began to twist and deform, emitting a dazzling golden light.

It is trying to pull itself out of the sun.

Upon realizing Fusang Tree's intentions, Huanglong's expression instantly changed.

"Stop!" he shouted, his voice tinged with urgency. "Stop now!"

But the hibiscus tree seemed not to hear.

Its roots are planted in the origin of the sun, and it is closely connected with the origin of the sun.

For it to detach itself, it must uproot itself from the origin of the sun, and this action naturally triggers a violent reaction from the origin of the sun.

The light in the sun's core suddenly became violent.

The golden light, which was originally solid, began to surge, boil, and explode. Terrifying solar primordial energy surged everywhere, transforming into golden crows that rampaged through this space.

The temperature of the true fire of the sun soared several times in an instant, and that terrifying temperature was enough to burn an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal to ashes.

Huang Long had no time to think. He flashed to the front of the main trunk of the Fusang tree, placed his hands on the trunk, and tried to suppress the Fusang tree's abnormal movement.

"Don't move!" Huang Long's voice was unusually grave. "Do you want to die?!"

The hibiscus tree seemed startled; its swaying slowed slightly, but it still didn't stop completely.

That vague idea entered Huanglong's mind, filled with confusion:

"You...said...take...me...away...!"