Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Xuan Du also looked at the oasis that was being eroded, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Senior Brother Huanglong," Xuandu's voice carried a hint of worry, "the demonic energy in Xiniu Hezhou is everywhere. The demonic energy here has been purified by the Pure World White Lotus, but the demonic energy from the outside will continue to seep in."

These spiritual veins and vegetation have no ability to resist demonic energy.

If a top-tier array isn't set up to block the erosion of demonic energy, it won't be long before these areas that have regained life are swallowed up again by the demonic energy and turned into demonic land.

Huang Long certainly knew.

He understood the seriousness of the problem better than Xuandu did.

Purifying demonic energy is only a temporary solution, as are transplanting spiritual veins and planting vegetation!

If a large array is not set up to protect the repaired area, the endless demonic energy from the outside will be attracted to this vibrant area and surge in like a tide!

This is a never-ending cycle.

But what does that have to do with him?

Purifying demonic energy is the ability of the Pure World White Lotus; transplanting spiritual veins is a condition he promised; and planting plants is an application of the Way of Creation.

He promised to do these three things, and he will do his best.

But setting up the formation... that's extra work, not within the scope of his promise.

The two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, didn't give him any extra money...!

Xiniu Hezhou is the territory of the Western Religion, and the restored land will ultimately benefit the Western Religion.

He repaired the land, restored its spiritual energy, and revived the vegetation. How to protect this land should be the responsibility of Jieyin and Zhunti.

He is neither a member of the Western religion nor a native of Xiniuhezhou, and has no obligation to do everything for Jieyin and Zhunti.

Huanglong raised his head, looked in the direction of Mount Sumeru, and grinned.

"My two senior uncles...!"

His voice carried far and wide, piercing through the spiritual mist above the oasis, penetrating the surrounding demonic energy, reaching all the way to Mount Sumeru, to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, and to the ears of Jieyin and Zhunti!

"I have fulfilled my promise. I have purified the demonic energy, transplanted spiritual veins, and recreated life without the slightest compromise. However, if these newly reborn territories are eventually eroded by demonic energy again, it is due to inadequate protection, and you cannot blame me."

No sooner had he finished speaking than there was movement in the direction of Mount Sumeru.

One after another, beams of spiritual light flew out from the restrictions of Mount Sumeru, heading towards the oasis that Huang Long and his group had repaired.

The first to land was Mahasthamaprapta, dressed in a white, fitted robe, wearing a tall crown with a phantom image of a treasure vase floating on it. He had a handsome face and exuded an aura of light and courage. A golden lotus floated in his hand.

Following closely behind was a beam of light in the color of azure. From within the light emerged a middle-aged Taoist priest clad in a blue apothecary robe. His face was gentle and compassionate, and a faint fragrance of medicine emanated from his brows.

He held in his hands the Seven-Colored Treasure Tree of Zhunti, its trunk crystal clear like glass, and its branches adorned with seven different colored gems, each radiating a unique holy light.

This is precisely the Seven Treasures Tree of the Sage Zhunti.

The third one to fall was a Maitreya Buddha who was even rounder than Duobao. He had his chest open, revealing his round belly, and was carrying a huge cloth bag in his hand.

His smile was so bright it seemed he had no worries, but there was a subtle glint in his eyes!

Then Ksitigarbha descended with over a hundred disciples of the Western Sect.

His gaze fell on the withered yellow grass at the edge of the oasis, which was being eroded by demonic energy, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

Golden light of merit surged forth from the golden lotus of merit, spreading out like a tide, enveloping the oasis of the revived Yellow Dragon in golden light.

The demonic energy hissed and crackled when it encountered the light of the Golden Lotus of Merit, and could not advance an inch further.

The pharmacist then raised the Seven Treasures Tree.

Under Zhunti's activation, his treasure for proving his Dao emitted a seven-colored light, and wherever the seven-colored light passed, the demonic energy faded away!

Huanglong glanced at the Golden Lotus of Merit in Mahasthamaprapta's hand from afar.

The twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit and Virtue far surpasses the power of his nine-grade Pure White Lotus.

It also has a purifying effect on demonic energy, but the Golden Lotus of Merit consumes merit power, and the merit consumed seems to be far from proportional to the merit gained from purifying demonic energy.

Otherwise, the demonic energy of this land would have been purified by the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti.

He looked away, no longer paying attention to the area that had already been repaired.

The two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, dispatched four of their personal disciples and a large number of other disciples to guard the oasis. With the Golden Lotus of Merit and the Seven Treasures Tree in hand, the demonic energy could not possibly erode it back in the short term.

He rode the Pure White Lotus, advancing ever forward.

Just then, a burst of golden light suddenly rang out from a higher place where the purplish-gray mist was swirling.

The golden heavenly gate emanated a deep rumble in the void, and its two enormous doors slowly opened outwards.

A beam of azure light shot out from inside the door at an astonishing speed, drawing a blue arc in the air before landing directly in front of Huanglong.

The blue light dissipated, revealing a handsome middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a blue imperial robe.

His aura was calm and restrained, and his body exuded a faint Daoist charm of green wood. He was none other than the most senior celestial official in the Heavenly Court, Emperor Donghua.

Huanglong paused his advance.

He looked at Emperor Donghua with some surprise.

Could it be that Haotian couldn't bear it and sent Donghua Dijun to help him repair this western land?

Emperor Donghua smiled slightly at Huanglong, then pointed his finger discreetly towards Mount Sumeru.

This subtle movement made Huang Long's gaze sharpen slightly.

The direction of Mount Sumeru is guarded by two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti. Donghua Dijun is pointing in that direction...!

Without hesitation, Huang Long's mind stirred, and the Pure White Lotus above his head suddenly emitted an even brighter white light, transforming into a pure white light shield that enveloped the entire hundred-zhang radius space where he and Emperor Donghua were located.

Although the light of the Pure White Lotus is holy and gentle, it is one of the purest powers in the world, capable of blocking the prying eyes of heavenly secrets.

But this is not enough.

Huanglong then summoned the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl.

Yin and Yang energies surged from the pearl, forming a protective layer of black and white interwoven within the light shield of the Pure World White Lotus.

The Yin-Yang Daoist rhythm flowed slowly, forming a relatively closed small heavenly realm, completely isolating the inside from the outside.

With these two layers of protection combined, even if a sage wanted to spy, Huanglong would definitely detect it immediately.

Having done all this, Huanglong turned to Emperor Donghua, cupped his hands, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Donghua, what brings you here today?"

Emperor Donghua did not answer immediately.

He first carefully sensed the two layers of protective shields to confirm that there was no possibility of being spied on before speaking: "Fellow Daoist Huanglong, I learned from His Majesty that you will stay in Xiniu Hezhou to purify the demonic energy for 30,000 years."

Huang Long nodded.

Haotian and Yaochi have just returned to the Heavenly Court, and they will surely inform the core members of the Heavenly Court of what happened in Xiniu Hezhou.

It's not surprising that Donghua Dijun, as Haotian's right-hand man, knew about this.

Emperor Donghua looked up and glanced at the ninth-grade Pure World White Lotus floating in the void.

The lotus petals were pure white and flawless, their holy light rippling in the void like waves.

His gaze lingered on the white lotus, a complex expression appearing in his eyes!

It's like seeing the old house in one's hometown, seeing the things and people of the past that have been lost for a long time.

"Pure White Lotus".

Emperor Donghua said softly, his voice tinged with an indescribable emotion, "Long time no see."