Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Huanglong looked around the hall and saw that the dozen or so immortals who had been in the Lingxiao Hall were now sitting in a corner!

Suddenly, the celestial music in the hall soared to a crescendo.

The music, which had been faint before, became clear and loud.

Flowers rained down from the sky, and lotuses bloomed in the void.

A beam of golden light fell from the roof of the hall, illuminating the main seat.

Two figures slowly appeared amidst the golden light.

Haotian wore the Xuan Tian Emperor Robe and the Ping Tian Crown. The robe was woven from the innate Xuan Tian Qi, and was entirely dark yellow, yet it also shone with golden light. Embroidered on the robe were the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers... all the living beings of the primordial world.

The Queen Mother wore a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown.

Everyone stood up in unison and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty the Jade Emperor, and the Queen Mother of the West."

The voices were perfectly synchronized, like a thunderclap, echoing throughout the hall.

Haotian raised his hand, his voice deep and resonant: "Please, everyone, there's no need for such formalities. Please be seated."

The voice contained the power of the Heavenly Dao, and hearing it brought peace to the mind and spirit, as if even the Dao heart was strengthened.

Everyone took their seats in turn.

Haotian and the Queen Mother also took their seats in the main seats.

Haotian's gaze swept over everyone in the hall, and he nodded slightly.

His gaze first fell on Huang Long, and looking at the group of saintly disciples beside him, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Huang Long was indeed reliable.

The presence of disciples from the three religions and the Western religion greatly reassured him.

He nodded slightly, about to speak, when the guard outside the door suddenly announced loudly!

"The Great Immortal Zhenyuan of Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain has arrived!"

At the entrance of the temple, a Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe, holding a whisk, with a slender face and an air of otherworldly grace, stood—it was Zhen Yuanzi.

Haotian nodded slightly: "Great Immortal Zhenyuan, please take a seat."

Zhen Yuanzi returned the greeting with a cupped hand and sat down at his jade table on the right.

After he sat down, he placed the whisk beside the jade table, looked at Huanglong and Xuandu opposite him, and nodded slightly.

Huang Long looked at Zhen Yuanzi and was secretly shocked. Zhen Yuanzi's aura was completely different from the last time they met. His body had become a world unto itself.

In the time that followed, the guards' chants rose and fell, each one resounding throughout the heavens.

With the arrival of each powerful being, the glow in the hall would brighten a little, and the aura of the Queen Mother of the Azure Heaven would grow stronger.

"The Blood Sea Styx Ancestor has arrived!"

At the palace gate, a streak of blood-red light flashed, like a long, blood-red rainbow descending from the sky and landing at the palace entrance.

As the bloodstains dissipated, the Styx Ancestor appeared.

This person, who proved his Dao through killing and was one of the most infamous figures in the prehistoric world, now possessed an aura that was even clearer than Zhen Yuanzi's.

After he sat down, his eyes lit up as he looked at Huanglong's imperial robes. "Young friend Huanglong, we agreed to visit my Blood Sea. You've been stationed in the Underworld for almost a full cycle of time, yet you haven't come. Do you perhaps look down on your ancestor?"

Huang Long clasped his hands slightly and said awkwardly, "Please forgive me, senior..."

"Ancestor Panwang has arrived!" Another voice rang out, interrupting Huanglong's words.

At the entrance of the hall, an old man with a hunched back and a withered face walked into the hall.

He held a fist-sized poisonous bead in his hand. The bead was entirely green and emitted an eerie green light.

Panwang Ancestor is the patriarch of the Poison and Gu Dao, possessing unparalleled mastery of the Great Dao of Poison and Gu, making him terrifying beyond compare. Even quasi-saints dare not easily provoke him. His laws of poison can corrode innate spiritual treasures and defile true spirits, making him truly terrifying!

Huang Long glanced at Donghua Dijun outside the hall in surprise, not expecting that he could even invite this person.

Panwang Laozu sat down against the Styx River. Styx Laozu glanced at him but said nothing.

The Dragon Clan has sent the East Sea Dragon King, a peak Great Luo Realm expert, accompanied by Ao Qing, an early Great Luo Realm expert, and Ao Guang, a Taiyi Realm expert.

Ao Qian's gaze swept across the hall, and when he saw Huang Long, he paused slightly, then smiled and nodded.

Huang Long nodded slightly in response.

The Phoenix Clan sent their current clan leader, Feng Wu, accompanied by two clan members at the Taiyi Realm.

After bowing to Huang Long, he then took his seat.

This made everyone in the hall look at Huang Long with even stranger expressions!

Of all the guests who had arrived, apart from Pan Wang, they all seemed to be quite familiar with Huang Long.

"The Qilin Clan has arrived!" Another voice rang out, drawing everyone's attention away from Huanglong.

"The Qilin Clan has actually come." Ao Qian and Feng Wu exchanged a glance, both extremely surprised.

A tall, dignified middle-aged man walked into the palace.

He was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, exuding a heavy earth-attribute Dao aura. It was the innate earth-element Dao, as heavy as a mountain and as stable as the earth. It seemed that as long as he stood there, he would be a majestic divine mountain that could not be shaken.

Behind him, seven young figures followed closely.

Huang Long was slightly taken aback when he saw the seven figures and sensed the aura emanating from them.

After the seven figures entered the Lingxiao Palace, their eyes subconsciously swept across the hall, and their expressions changed drastically when they saw Huang Long.

There was excitement, fear, and a hint of indescribable emotion.

After the Qilin clan chief sat down, his gaze swept across the hall, and when he saw Huanglong, he paused slightly and nodded.

Huang Long nodded slightly in response.

The Qilin clan chief shifted his gaze to the seats of the Dragon and Phoenix clans, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

The three races of dragon, phoenix, and qilin fought for supremacy in the primordial world during the ancient times, causing the heavens and earth to collapse. In the end, all three were severely injured and withdrew from the stage of the primordial world.

The Dragon and Phoenix clans are slowly recovering, but the Qilin clan has only a handful of members left.

"The Empress...the Goddess Houtu has arrived!"

The one who spoke was not the guard, but Emperor Donghua.

Houtu Niangniang (Goddess of the Earth) opened up the underworld, evolved reincarnation, and attained the position of a saint in the underworld.

Although not comparable to the six Heavenly Dao Saints, they are still saints, holding a transcendent position in the prehistoric world, second only to the six Heavenly Dao Saints.

I never expected that this person would actually come.

A soft light shone at the palace gate.

The light was not dazzling, not scorching, not cold, not sharp, but it gave people a sense of peace and tranquility.

All worries vanish in this moment, and all obsessions are let go in this moment.

A woman walked slowly through the light.

Her face was dignified and compassionate, with a faint smile on her lips.

The smile wasn't intense, but it brought warmth and reassurance.

She opened up the underworld, evolved reincarnation, merged with the Tao, and attained the position of a saint in the underworld.

Her spiritual attainment is unfathomable, her merits are boundless, and her compassion extends to all sentient beings.

Everyone present stood up, even Haotian and the Queen Mother.

Houtu nodded slightly, her tone calm: "No need for such formalities, everyone."

Behind her followed a beautiful young woman.

The girl looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore her hair in two buns, with two purple ribbons tied around them. The ribbons fluttered in the wind like two bees.

A pair of big eyes darted around, curiously observing everything in the Lingxiao Palace.

The young girl's gaze swept around the hall, and when she saw Huang Long, her eyes lit up, and she excitedly shouted, "Master!"

"Master!!!"