Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"Shennong," Fuxi said, his voice not loud, yet clearly carrying throughout the entire human race, "what you have done is better than mine."

Shennong stood on the altar, his eyes suddenly becoming moist.

But he held back. He gazed at Fuxi in the void, at the cold yet just will of Heaven above the sky, at the gaze of the sage cast upon him from Shouyang Mountain, at the totem dragon coiled in the clouds, and at the three trembling ancestral statues behind him...!

He lowered his head and looked at the kneeling people of his tribe in the square.

Countless people looked up at the figure at the top of the altar.

Then they started shouting.

At first, there were only a few scattered voices: "Shennong, the Human Emperor..."

The sound converged into a tidal wave, rising from the ancestral land's square, spreading in all directions along with the manifestation of destiny, reaching every human tribe on earth!

"The Human Emperor!"

"The Human Emperor!"

This purest and most sincere cry caused the heavens and earth to change color and the great Dao to manifest!

Shennong could sense that at this moment, in this human territory, he was the only one!

The next instant, his aura suddenly changed.

The change came without warning, yet it was so natural.

All eyes that had been focused on this place turned towards it at the same time!

Huanglong, Xuandu, Duobao, and the disciples of the Jie Sect in the void all revealed a smile, their gazes fixed on Shennong. "It has begun."

Above Shennong's head, three illusory flowers slowly appeared.

The three flowers of essence, energy, and spirit. That is the mark of a Great Golden Immortal!

But at this moment, the light of the three flowers was rapidly dimming, and the petals fell one by one, turning into specks of light and dissipating in the air.

As the three flowers withered, a larger and more concentrated aura surged from the depths of Shennong's body, and the spiritual root that had accumulated countless years of sunshine and rain finally began to bear fruit.

The quasi-saintly path to enlightenment began to evolve.

It was a process visible to the naked eye, with countless fine lines spreading across Shennong's body, forming a complex and incomprehensible prototype of the Dao Fruit.

Each pattern corresponds to the Great Dao he once comprehended: tasting hundreds of herbs, developing the Dao of medicine, planting the five grains, nourishing the people, and promoting agriculture... creating the calendar, just as nutrients are watering the Dao fruit that is condensing.

Just then, the gazes that should have been focused on Shennong suddenly turned to the void, where a purple halo was spreading.

The next moment, the void suddenly cracked open.

A wisp of purple mist hung down from the crack, a deep, noble purple that made the hearts of all living beings that witnessed it tremble.

The purple aura wasn't violent; in fact, it could be described as gentle. But the moment it appeared, the entire atmosphere of heaven and earth changed... becoming clearer and more boundless...!

Primordial purple aura.

All eyes that were focused on this place became burning with desire.

Countless powerful beings hidden in the shadows also stirred for a moment at this instant.

But it was only for a moment.

Because in that instant, they remembered the scene when Fu Xi broke through to the Human Emperor level... Everyone unanimously withdrew their thoughts.

They all remembered the struggle that took place when Fuxi attained enlightenment.

Now, besides the sages, there is also Fuxi, the human emperor who is at the sub-sage level.

They knew perfectly well that this piece of primordial purple energy was not to be contested!

We can only watch.

Watching that sliver of purple energy slowly descend from the void, one end landing between Shennong's eyebrows, the other end extending into the depths of the void, transforming into a bridge of the Great Dao.

The bridge was ethereal and grand, constructed entirely of purple light, with countless mysterious Dao patterns flowing through every inch of it.

Shennong's spirit reached out along the bridge.

Then, he saw it.

The origin of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos opened up before him, and endless mysteries surged forth for him to comprehend.

The moment of the birth of heaven and earth, the laws governing the birth and death of all things, the mysteries of the interaction of yin and yang, the order of time, the ultimate principles of medicine... endless mysteries were presented to him without reservation at this moment.

Beside the temple, watching the Great Dao Bridge evolving from the Primordial Purple Qi, one could sense the Daoist essence emanating from the bridge.

Wherever the Daoist aura passed, space distorted slightly, and visible purple light spots scattered. These light spots were extremely small, each one like a miniature universe, with galaxies flowing, mountains and rivers taking shape, and all things being born and dying within them.

Huanglong suddenly moved.

With a flick of his wrist, several Enlightenment Tea Leaves appeared in his palm, each one translucent and with different Daoist runes flowing through its veins.

Huanglong put the three pieces in his mouth.

The moment the tea leaves touched my lips, their cool and sweet flavor melted away, followed by an indescribable sense of clarity. The entire world became clearer, and the originally vague origins and essence of the Great Dao seemed to be magnified and clearly presented in my perception.

He casually popped a piece into Zi Ling's mouth.

Zi Ling was still in a daze when she suddenly felt something cool in her mouth and instinctively put it in her mouth.

Then her eyes widened suddenly. The Great Dao Source connected by the purple bridge, which had been like a mist in her eyes, was now as if an invisible hand had parted it, and the Daoist rhyme that filled the sky poured into her mind like mercury.

"Don't just stand there." Huang Long's voice rang in her ears. "Sit cross-legged, guard your mind, and comprehend as much as you can."

Zi Ling dared not delay, so she sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed her eyes and concentrated.

Xuandu and Duobao, who had appeared beside them at some unknown time, both turned their gazes toward each other, their eyes filled with an almost overflowing longing.

Huang Long shook his head and tossed one piece to each of them.

Xuan Du caught it, put it in his mouth, raised an eyebrow slightly, and then sat cross-legged on the spot.

Duobao almost snatched the tea leaf, stuffed it into his mouth, and before he could even taste it, he was lost in contemplation.

Upon seeing this, the blue ox pressed its horns directly against Huanglong's waist, as if to say, "Hand it over now, or you won't have any peace and quiet..."

Huanglong had no choice but to take out another tea leaf of enlightenment and stuff it into the old ox's mouth to calm it down and make it quietly look at the bridge connecting Shennong.

With a thought, a bead appeared in front of him.

Yin and Yang flow and interact, chasing and separating from each other, forming a perfect Tai Chi pattern.

The Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl.

This is what he used to sever the second corpse. After the Fusang Tree and the Laurel Tree became the supporting spiritual roots, the framework of heaven and earth within the pearl was completed. What remained was to fill the gaps.

At this moment, Shennong, having attained the Dao and become the Human Emperor, connects with the origin of heaven and earth using the Primordial Purple Qi, making this the perfect opportunity.

He focused all his efforts on capturing those tiny purple specks of light, using the power of the primordial Dao to evolve deeper rules of world evolution.

At the same time, he diverted a wisp of his mind to draw out streams of chaotic energy from the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl and put them into the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl.

With a thought, the Dao of Yin and Yang within the pearl suddenly collided with each other.