Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

After that human, another human also unleashed the same aura.

Then came the third and the fourth.

Four breakthrough auras exploded simultaneously on the plaza, like four fireworks.

Four human cultivators who had wasted countless years in the Taiyi Realm were simultaneously enveloped by the phantom of the River of Time, their true spirits leaping into the river to begin their breakthrough to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

The other humans in the square all turned to look, their eyes filled with envy and excitement.

But that's all. The bridge that evolved from the primordial purple energy has shattered, and this opportunity has come to an end.

The birth of four Great Luo Golden Immortals will further enhance the strength of the human race's high-ranking officials.

Just when everyone thought the lingering effects of this grand ceremony were about to end, a wider tributary suddenly flowed through the river of time.

Watching that tributary of the River of Time flow over Zi Ling's head.

Huanglong and Xuandu both smiled, but the green ox behind them stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

That little maid actually walked ahead of him, about to become a Great Immortal before him.

A beam of light descended from the illusory image of the River of Time, drawing Zi Ling's true spirit into it.

The moment the River of Time appeared above Zi Ling's head, Huang Long separated a wisp of his primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit, like spider silk, entwined around the Purple Spirit True Spirit, seemingly there yet not there, but enough to react in an instant.

In the plaza filled with Daoist charm, he maintained the operation of the two realms within the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl while watching the river shadow hanging from the sky.

He wasn't worried.

Or rather, his concerns are different from those of ordinary people.

The situation here is now crystal clear. Shennong's aura as a sub-saint, having broken through to the next level, is like a pillar of strength, suppressing the entire human land. Even when that vast and terrifying pressure of the Great Dao dissipates, it is enough to make any unscrupulous person think twice before taking action.

As for the prying eyes further away, Huang Long did not investigate them one by one, but he could still sense them clearly.

After Shennong attained the status of a sub-sage, he withdrew, since trying to glimpse a sub-sage was not a pleasant experience.

Therefore, he allowed Zi Ling's true spirit to leap into the river of time without obstruction or additional assistance.

That tributary of the River of Time was wider and more turbulent than the one above the heads of the four human elders. The water surged with a silent roar, like thousands of streams rushing forward at the same time.

Zi Ling's true spirit rose from a wave, and the three Great Dao Flowers of Golden Qi Mountain slowly bloomed above his head.

Upstream of the river of time, drawn by the aura of the Purple Spirits themselves, waves surged and one by one, Purple Spirits imbued with different Daoist charms appeared!

...A purple spirit who nurtured her spiritual roots in the Kunlun Mountains, a purple spirit who comprehended the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Underworld, a purple spirit who tasted the Peaches of Immortality in the Heavenly Court, and a purple spirit who comprehended the Great Dao of Yin and Yang in the Shouyang Mountains!

Downstream in the long river of time, only a few blurry figures remain.

Compared to other beings who break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, their past and future bodies become one.

Zi Ling has far fewer past and future incarnations, but each one is magnificent and unique.

Huanglong's gaze lingered for a moment in the depths of the river.

One after another, purple spirit figures were swept along by the waves of the river of time towards the location of her true spirit!

Each figure caused Zi Ling's aura to transform!

This girl... certainly didn't waste those many opportunities.

Three large flowers slowly bloomed above her head.

First rank, second rank... ninth rank!

The petals unfold layer upon layer, each edge shimmering with shimmering gold.

Flowers bloom in nine grades, a level that countless innate beings cannot reach even after a lifetime of effort.

When the four human true spirits and Zi Ling together withdrew from the River of Time and returned to their original forms!

Huanglong withdrew the wisp of primordial spirit that had been entwining him, a smug smile appearing on his face.

Zi Ling was still a little dazed when she opened her eyes.

She opened her mouth as if to speak, but something was stuck in her throat. After holding it in for a long time, she could only manage an "ah," seemingly surprised by her own flower blooming into nine grades!

Huang Long ignored her and turned to look in the direction of the altar.

Shennong remained standing there, his gaze sweeping across the remnants of the River of Time in the void, landing on the four humans who had just broken through to the Great Luo realm, then on Daoist Duobao, and finally meeting Huanglong's gaze from afar.

Huang Long nodded slightly to him.

Shennong's lips twitched slightly, as if in response.

His face looked calm, but what was reflected in his eyes was different.

The Quasi-Saint realm granted him not only control over the immense power of heaven and earth, but also a sense of detachment from all things... He was not yet used to that feeling, as if he were wearing an oversized robe and would need some time to get used to the weight on his shoulders.

He stood atop the altar for a long time, until the phantom of the River of Time completely vanished from the sky, until the last trace of Daoist energy dissipated from this world. The elders of the human race gradually awoke from their reverie, their eyes burning with fervor as they looked at him.

The four elders of the Great Luo Clan sat cross-legged and adjusted their breathing. Their auras were still unstable, and their Great Luo Dao Fruits needed time to be consolidated.

Most of the other humans also made their own gains, although not as dazzling as the four who broke through to the Great Luo realm, they all moved forward half a step to a step from their original realm.

A grand feast of the Emperor's Daoist teachings has benefited hundreds of clansmen, and this blessing will gradually manifest itself in the future.

Huang Long turned his gaze to Duobao beside him.

Duobao remained seated cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his aura surging continuously.

Huang Long noticed that the aura contained a trace of something that did not belong to the "Great Luo".

Something deeper is brewing within Duobao, about to emerge from its cocoon.

Xuan Du noticed it too.

He walked up to Huang Long and said in a low voice, "Brother Duobao has gained quite a lot this time."

"Not small." Huang Long nodded. "The resonance of the master and disciple's energy is much more direct than ours, and the gains far exceed those of us."

"A quasi-saint is right before our eyes!"

The two exchanged a glance and said nothing more. Others might not have noticed, but they both knew that a cluster of obsessive thoughts had already formed within Duobao's body—a prelude to the dismemberment of his corpse.

The reason he didn't break through on the spot was simply because there were too many people around and it wasn't a place for seclusion.

Once he returns to Jin'ao Island and calms down to consolidate his understanding, unleashing that strike will be a natural outcome.

Huanglong put away the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl and sensed the state inside. The Yin-Yang millstone, formed from the origin of the two realms' Great Dao, crushed and absorbed the chaotic energy one by one. The gains this time far exceeded expectations.