Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

If not handled properly, given Tongtian and Yuanshi's tempers, they would surely tear Mount Sumeru apart!

As for the Supreme Saint, he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

Jieyin coughed lightly.

The short, muffled cough broke the silence by the pool.

His already gaunt and sorrowful face looked even more sorrowful now, with his eyes slightly drooping and his lips tightly pressed together, like a kind-hearted person who had been misunderstood.

Jieyin clasped his hands together, his voice filled with deep helplessness, "You all misunderstand. My junior brother and I are not here to punish anyone."

He raised his hand and waved it gently, and the golden water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool suddenly stopped flowing.

The surface of the pool was as calm as a mirror, and then images began to appear, a panoramic view of Xiniuhezhou.

From the oasis on the edge of Mount Sumeru's pure land to the pitch-black desert eroded by demonic energy, every inch of land in the images is clearly visible.

Jieyin extended a withered finger, pointing to a small patch of remaining greenery on the edge of Mount Sumeru in the image. That patch of greenery, surrounded by the dark earth, resembled a lonely island.

"Please look," the guide's voice was hoarse and heavy, "The entire Xiniu Hezhou has been corrupted by demonic energy. My junior brother and I have spent countless eons, but we can only suppress the demonic energy deep underground, unable to eradicate it completely. This land has been tainted by demonic energy for countless years, and the disease has long since seeped into its very bones. Although my junior brother and I possess the power of saints, we lack the ability to create. We can suppress it, but we cannot purify it. We can seal it, but we cannot repair it."

He paused, then looked up at Huang Long, a hint of undisguised longing flashing in his sorrowful eyes.

"But my nephew Huanglong can."

Haotian was stunned for a moment, and Yaochi was also stunned for a moment. They both turned to look at Huanglong, their eyes full of doubt.

If even two saints couldn't solve this problem, what could Huanglong, a mere early-stage quasi-saint, possibly do?

Jieyin did not directly answer Haotian's question, but instead glanced at Zhunti.

Zhunti understood and continued, "Junior Brother Haotian, you may not know this, but Junior Nephew Huanglong's attainments in the Dao of Creation are unparalleled in the entire prehistoric world. Back when he was in the Golden Immortal realm, he repaired the earth's veins, reopened the sacred mountains, and created life in the Southern Continent... gaining immeasurable merit!"

He raised his voice slightly as he said this: "The path of creation is not simply about high cultivation level. What is needed is a comprehension of the Great Dao of Creation, an understanding of the laws of life, and an insight into the growth of all things. These things have nothing to do with the level of one's cultivation. Although my senior brother and I have attained sainthood, we have not made much progress in the path of creation."

Haotian and Yaochi simultaneously turned to look at Huanglong. Their expressions changed.

It's no longer a question, but a re-examination of a person.

Haotian knew Huanglong for several years and always regarded him as a reliable junior disciple, a capable subordinate, and a trustworthy comrade.

But he never knew that Huanglong had such profound attainments in the Dao of Creation... Zhunti Daoist praised him personally, which is the evaluation of a sage.

Zhunti continued, "Moreover...!" His gaze swept over Huanglong, "Nephew Huanglong possesses a supreme treasure. This supreme treasure is the nemesis of demonic energy in this world."

Huang Long was silent for a moment, then raised his hand, and a white lotus slowly bloomed in his palm.

The lotus is divided into nine grades, and each petal is crystal clear, radiating a radiance that purifies all things.

When the light of the white lotus is reflected on the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the golden lotus of merit in the pool resonates with it, and endless mysteries are revealed as the golden and white light intertwine.

Pure White Lotus.

One of the most powerful innate spiritual treasures in the primordial world, it is specifically designed to counter all evil and filth.

"The Pure White Lotus." Zhunti's voice carried a hint of amazement. "This is the nemesis of demonic energy. With it in hand, Junior Nephew Huanglong can do what my senior brother and I cannot."

Haotian and Yaochi shifted their gaze from the Pure World White Lotus and returned it to the Yellow Dragon.

Their gazes had shifted from scrutiny to a complex, indescribable look.

They thought they knew this Ziwei Emperor very well.

But now it seems that what they know is only the tip of the iceberg.

At this moment, Zhunti said urgently, "My senior brother and I do not ask for much. We only ask that our junior brother Huanglong stay in Xiniu Hezhou to purify the demonic energy underground with the Pure World White Lotus and restore the vitality of the earth with the Way of Creation. The day when the demonic energy is completely eliminated will be the day when karma is settled."

Upon hearing this, Haotian and the others looked at Zhunti in disbelief. This was considered not demanding?

"Please forgive me, my two senior uncles," Huang Long said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant. "Even with the abilities of my two senior uncles, they were unable to remove the demonic energy. I, Huang Long, am only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint. What virtue or ability do I have to dare to say that I have 'completely removed'? This is not a matter for me to shirk responsibility, but rather a matter of my own inadequacy."

He paused, then offered his proposal: "If my two senior uncles agree, I am willing to restore the world in Xiniu Hezhou for ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, no matter how much demonic energy is purified, this karmic debt will be settled."

Ten thousand years is an unimaginably long time for mortals. But for these beings present, ten thousand years is but a fleeting moment.

Huanglong's offer was very sincere, but he also left himself enough room for maneuver... He only promised to last for ten thousand years, not to completely eradicate the demonic energy.

Both Jieyin and Zhunti shook their heads. How much area could be purified in ten thousand years? They had waited countless years for this opportunity, and they could not possibly agree to it.

"Ten thousand years is too short." Zhunti's tone was gentle but unyielding. "The demonic energy accumulated over countless lifetimes has been detonated, and Junior Nephew Huanglong thinks he can settle this karmic debt in just ten thousand years? He truly lacks sincerity!"

"Why don't you all leave now and let this world continue to be ravaged by demonic energy?"

"In your opinion, how long will it take?" Huang Long asked, frowning.

"One cycle," the guide spoke, his voice hoarse. "One cycle. One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. When the cycle is complete, regardless of the degree of purification of the demonic energy, this karma will be wiped clean."

Huang Long frowned. A Huiyuan (a unit of time) – that's too long.

It wasn't that he didn't have time; if he were in another part of the prehistoric world, spending a moment repairing the earth's creation and vitality would grant him all the rewards from the Heavenly Dao.

But in Xiniu Hezhou, everything he did was to work for the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti.

"A full cycle is too long," Huanglong shook his head. "I still have many matters to attend to in the prehistoric world. I can't afford to spend a full cycle on this."

The two sides were locked in a stalemate.

Jieyin and Zhunti played the roles of good cop and bad cop, with Zhunti reasoning with them and appealing to their emotions, explaining that countless beings in Xiniu Hezhou were suffering in the demonic energy, and that if Huanglong could purify the demonic energy, it would be an unparalleled merit.

Jieyin remained silent to the side, occasionally glancing at Huanglong with his sorrowful eyes, his gaze filled with silent accusation.

Huang Long remained unmoved. With his current level of cultivation and the Pure World White Lotus within him, he would not be easily influenced by the two saints.