Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

As far as the eye can see, there is a boundless, vibrant land!

Although the appearance of the once-horrific battlefield can still be faintly discerned, with broken mountain peaks and rivers that have changed course.

There was no more malevolent energy, no more corpses, and no more lingering chaotic currents of laws in the world.

Instead, new plants sprouted all over the mountains and fields, and innate spiritual energy was slowly being generated, filling the world with a sense of Taoist charm.

"Is this even scientifically possible?! Which big shot made the first move?!"

At first, Huang Long thought that some senior who was proficient in the way of life and creation had used his supernatural powers to repair the battlefield.

However, after some investigation, he discovered that the earth veins beneath the ground were all naturally extended and had been reborn as spiritual veins, without any trace of supernatural power.

The fundamental reason is that Buzhou Mountain is the ancestral vein of the primordial world, and the origin of this place is too vast. Those minor injuries are nothing to this place.

Just like when someone gets a scrape, it will heal naturally in a few days.

"As expected of the place with the densest primordial essence, the most important ancestral vein of the primordial world."

Huang Long was stunned for a long time before he smiled bitterly and sighed, "After such a world-destroying battle, how long has it been? The earth veins have already regenerated and recovered such vigorous vitality. The concentration of spiritual energy is also slowly rising. If there are no accidents, it will be able to recover to the pre-war level in a few thousand years!"

The self-repairing ability of the primordial world is truly terrifying. As long as the major ancestral veins are not damaged, recovery is only a matter of time.

Undeterred, he descended from the clouds and searched the vast area thoroughly, exploring every inch of the surrounding region.

The result remains the same; the traces of the great war have long been completely erased by the passage of time and the flourishing vitality.

Only in a few extremely remote corners were some newly formed spiritual veins not yet fully unblocked, and the flow of earth veins was slightly obstructed.

Huanglong casually used his magic to clear and connect it, which was not a wasted trip and was also a small way of giving back to this world.

Seeing that the earth had returned to its original state, even surpassing its former glory, Huanglong understood that there was no need to linger here any longer. "Waiting any longer will be futile and will yield no results whatsoever."

However, since life in this region has begun to recover, I'll speed things up for you.

Huanglong flashed into the sky above this area and used his supernatural powers. Moments later, under the nourishment of the life-giving rain, the plants in this area began to grow rapidly.

With Huanglong's current cultivation level, each time he uses his supernatural powers, he can cover an area of ​​millions of miles.

As Huanglong maneuvered and shifted, a small portion of the battlefield area was already thriving under the nourishment of the rain.

On this day, the rain was falling leisurely, and people were drinking Crimson Blood Wine to temper their bodies.

Several auras filled with killing intent suddenly appeared and headed straight for Huanglong.

Huang Long's expression changed, and he thought to himself, "This is bad, I'm afraid the Witch Clan will mistake me for a demon beast again!"

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, several black dots appeared on the distant horizon, approaching at an alarming speed.

Those are the witches who traverse the void with their physical bodies!

Before the person even arrived, a fierce and violent aura swept over them, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to stagnate.

A voice arrived simultaneously with the murderous aura, "Damn demons, how dare you come to my witch clan's territory to seek death!"

Five figures had already landed around Huanglong, forming an encirclement. All five of them were actually at the Taiyi Realm level.

The killing intent in their eyes solidified into a tangible form, and their blood and qi surged; they were all experts at the Taiyi Realm!

A burly man from the Wu tribe, his face bearing ferocious claw marks, strode forward, his voice booming like thunder: "Demon spies! How dare you appear in my Wu tribe's territory, spying on our secrets!"

Huang Long frowned. These brainless witches had mistaken him for a demon spy. He quickly said, "You have misunderstood. I am Huang Long, a disciple of Kunlun Yuanshi Tianzun. I am here to restore the earth and its creation of all living beings. I am not a demon spy."

"fart!"

Another member of the Wu tribe, wielding a giant axe, roared, "How dare you try to deny it! If you didn't harbor ill intentions, why would you suddenly appear in the heart of our Wu tribe's territory? The earth's veins here have already been restored; there's no need for you to repair them!"

"Wait!" Huang Long said again, "I know Hou Yi, the great shaman of your witch clan. It can prove my identity!"

"Lord Hou Yi is far away in the Houtu tribe. You think you know him just because you say so?"

"Capture him! Hand him over to the Great Witch Xingtian, and then we'll know the truth!" another witch shouted, slamming his massive bone club into the ground, instantly creating several cracks.

The five men attacked Huanglong simultaneously, attempting to capture him.

Huang Long's heart sank; he knew this matter was unlikely to end well.

The Wu tribe is known for its straightforward and fierce nature; once they have made up their minds, they rarely change them.

Moreover, this was in the sensitive Lich Wars, making their identity as human cultivators even more suspicious.

"Since that's the case..." Huang Long's eyes narrowed, "Then I'll have to offend you!"

Faced with the attack of the five Taiyi of the Wu Clan, Huanglong dared not be careless in the slightest.

With a thought, a pagoda of five elements instantly appeared above his head, shining brightly and spinning rapidly, casting a five-colored light curtain to protect his body.

At the same time, he formed a hand seal and unleashed its full power:

"The Five Elements revolve, suppress!"

The Five Elements Pagoda suddenly rose into the air, transforming into a colossal tower thousands of feet tall. Immense pressure arose at the base of the tower, and five-colored light poured down like a waterfall, pressing down on the five members of the Witch Clan.

"A trivial skill!"

The leader of the scarred witch clan shouted loudly, advancing instead of retreating, and unleashing both fists, intending to use his physical body to directly confront the power of the spiritual treasure!

"boom!"

The fist light collided with the Five Elements Divine Light, producing a deafening roar.

The scarred witch was forced back three steps, leaving deep footprints on the ground, but he blocked the Five Elements Tower's attack with just his two fists!

The physical bodies of the Wu Clan are indeed powerful, comparable to spiritual treasures!

Huang Long's expression remained unchanged, but in a flash, he gathered his sharpest sword energy: "Slash!"

The five elements within the Five Elements Tower transformed and converged on the metal element side, unleashing countless golden sword energies that poured down like a torrential rain, covering the entire battlefield.

"Attack together!"

With a roar, the Scarface Witch Clan member unleashed his bloodthirsty aura, which condensed into a thick layer of blood-red armor around his body. He withstood the overwhelming sword energy and rapidly approached Huanglong.

The rain of swords clashed against the blood-red armor, producing a series of crisp clanging sounds, and the sword rain splashed in all directions.

After a brief stalemate, Huanglong changed his attack method again: "Burning Fire Across the Sky, Ignite!"

The golden rain of swords suddenly turned into crimson flames, the temperature rose sharply, and the surrounding ground began to melt, forming scorching magma.

The crimson armor faded rapidly under the scorching flames.

"Not good! This is innate fire!" A member of the witch clan exclaimed in alarm as he watched his blood-red armor being continuously burned. His blood-red armor had thinned to the point of almost disappearing into nothingness.

"Mysterious Netherworld True Water, unleash it!"

Suddenly, a female witch who had been silent made a move, thrusting out both palms. A surge of cold air countered the flames released by the Five Elements Tower, producing a hissing sound and rising into a cloud of white mist.

Huang Long raised an eyebrow. This group of witch warriors was actually composed of multiple tribes, each with its own cultivation method. Their offense and defense were well-organized, far surpassing that of ordinary witch warriors.

It appears to be a team of elite Wu tribe warriors.

In a flash, Huang Long decided to stop holding back and suppress these five people first.