Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Looking back now, it was practically suicide.

"Grandmaster, you are wise," Huang Long said with a bitter face. "This disciple truly did not know that chaos was so dangerous."

Hongjun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a strange smile.

"You really don't know?"

Huang Long was about to nod when he suddenly froze.

There's something wrong with the smile on Hongjun's face.

That smile wasn't a gentle, kind smile, but a smile with a deeper meaning, as if it had seen through everything.

Looking at that smile, something suddenly struck Huang Long's mind.

He remembered something.

When he first left the primordial world's membrane, he was swept away by a chaotic storm as soon as he stepped into chaos.

After things stabilized, looking at the chaotic vortex, he assumed that the area beyond the primordial wilderness was a chaotic storm.

Now that Hongjun had reminded him, he realized that the chaotic storm was far too unusual!

Huang Long's expression changed from confusion to realization, and then from realization to a wry smile.

Looking at the strange smile on Hongjun's face, he finally understood.

"Grandmaster," Huang Long's voice was slightly hoarse, "that's you...?"

Hongjun nodded.

"good."

Huang Long's expression completely collapsed.

it is as expected.

He initially thought it was just bad luck, but now he realizes it was all arranged by Hongjun.

Hongjun looked at the complex expression on Huanglong's face and his smile deepened: "It seems you've remembered."

Huang Long smiled wryly: "Disciple remembers."

"Do you know why I am like this?" Hongjun asked.

Huang Long hesitated for a moment, then answered uncertainly, "Is Grandmaster trying to give his disciple a reminder?"

"You could say that." Hongjun nodded slightly, and then began to explain.

His voice was calm and unhurried, as if he were telling a very long story.

"Outside the membrane of the primordial world, there is a chaotic region, which I call the Inner Chaos."

Hongjun said, "The Purple Cloud Palace is located within this inner chaos!"

Huang Long listened attentively.

Hongjun continued, "When you were just born from the world's membrane, I directly moved you out of the inner chaos and put you into that chaotic vortex."

Huang Long's lips twitched.

it is as expected.

"This is a reminder to you." Hongjun looked at Huanglong, his tone becoming slightly serious, "to let you know the terror of chaos."

"In the face of a true chaotic storm, a quasi-saint is nothing more than a fallen leaf in the wind, utterly powerless to resist."

Huang Long lowered his head and said sincerely, "This disciple has learned a great deal."

He truly learned a lesson this time. His experience of almost being swept away by the terrifying chaotic storm had made him fully understand the horror of chaos.

Hongjun's reminder, though blunt, was indeed effective.

But Hongjun had not finished speaking.

"The main reason I threw you out of Chaos is that the inner Chaos is not suitable for another world to exist." Hongjun's voice deepened slightly.

Huang Long looked up and paused for a moment.

"The Xuanhuang Realm," Hongjun stated directly, "If your small world evolves within the inner chaos, the resulting chaotic vortex will cause the entire inner chaos to become unbalanced. Once the inner chaos becomes unbalanced, the chaotic vortex will spread towards the primordial world's membrane, and the entire primordial world will be affected."

Huang Long's expression changed drastically after hearing these words.

It turns out that his constant activity outside the chaos was a deliberate arrangement by Hongjun.

If he had placed the Xuanhuang Realm directly within the inner chaos to evolve back then, causing turmoil in the primordial world, things would have been terrible.

But upon closer reflection, Huang Long felt something was amiss.

After he was swept into the chaotic vortex, he always thought that the inner chaos and the outer chaotic vortex were the same thing, and never thought about the difference between them.

Chaos is chaos, a hazy grayness, how can you distinguish between the inside and the outside?

Until this time, he truly encountered the terrifying storm deep within the chaos, and no one knew where that boundless power would take him.

Even though he has a supreme innate treasure protecting him, once he severs his karmic ties with the prehistoric world, returning to it would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

Hongjun, observing the changing expressions on his face, knew that he had already pieced together the whole story in his mind.

"So," Huang Long said with a wry smile, "our master has been watching his disciple from the very beginning."

"You created such a vast world, which has evolved in the chaos for tens of thousands of years. How could I not watch?" Hongjun's tone returned to its gentle teasing. "In the entire prehistoric world, you are the first quasi-saint to create a world in the chaos."

Huang Long suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Has this disciple caused any trouble for Grandmaster?"

"It's not a problem," Hongjun waved his hand. "I just don't want you to get lost in the chaos. If you run any further, even if I wanted to save you, I wouldn't be able to."

Seeing the hesitation on Huanglong's face, Hongjun casually said, "Ask if you want!"

Huang Long hesitated for a moment before finally asking a question.

"Does Grandmaster have something he/she needs me to do?"

He is not a fool.

Hongjun intervened twice—once to move him out of the inner chaos, and once to save him in the chaotic storm—it couldn't have been just to give him a warning.

Moreover, Hongjun even brought him to the Zixiao Palace.

As the ancestor of Taoism, Hongjun's every move has a profound meaning and is never without reason.

Hongjun smiled but remained silent after hearing the question.

"You are not qualified yet." After a long while, Hongjun's gentle voice rang out!

Huang Long was startled.

"Not qualified!"

Hongjun's meaning was very clear: you will only be qualified to know about this matter when you reach a certain level of attainment.

Since they are not qualified now, it means there must be something wrong.

Huang Long didn't ask any further questions, but he firmly engraved those words in his heart.

Hongjun looked at him, then suddenly changed his tone, with a faint smile: "Since you call me Grandmaster, I naturally won't let you come to Zixiao Palace for nothing."

Huang Long's expression hardened, and he couldn't help but wonder if Hongjun would bestow upon him several top-grade innate spiritual treasures or innate supreme treasures.

He already possessed the innate treasure, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, but no one ever thinks they have too many magical treasures.

Moreover, something bestowed by the Dao Ancestor must be extraordinary.

Hongjun looked at the fleeting expectation in Huanglong's eyes and shook his head.

He didn't say anything.

With a casual wave of his hand, a jade tablet appeared.

What startled Huanglong was not the size of the jade tablet.

Rather, it refers to its state.

This jade tablet is damaged.

The surface of the huge jade tablet is covered with gaps and cracks. In some places, a large piece is missing, and in other places, there are densely distributed fine cracks.

These damages make the jade tablet look somewhat worn!

The Jade Tablet of Creation.

Huanglong's true spirit trembled.

This is the legendary treasure of Hongjun Daozu, which records the complete laws of the Three Thousand Great Daos.

The origins of all the great laws and principles that have been passed down in the primordial world can ultimately be traced back to this jade tablet.

This priceless treasure is now floating right before his eyes...!