Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Tongtian fell silent for a long while before saying, "Then let me handle the matter of going to Beiming."

Hongjun naturally agreed.

Tongtian transformed into a streak of light and headed towards the Northern Sea. As for Nuwa, she summoned the Qiankun Cauldron and collected five-colored stones in preparation for mending the sky.

The Northern Darkness, the Xuan Turtle, was terrifying and vast, having accumulated countless years of merit, all of which poured into the World Tree.

Although the World Tree remains the same, one can faintly sense the immense, vast, and heaven-supporting power it contains.

It seems that in an instant, it can take root, sprout, and grow into a towering tree.

Zhao Gongming put away the World Tree and bowed.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui, I will go and report to my master that by using this tree to support the sky, you can be spared from this calamity."

Without the massive amount of merit, the Xuan Turtle was somewhat disappointed and said in a low voice, "Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist."

As they were talking, the space in front of them suddenly flashed, and Tongtian's figure appeared from it.

"Gongming, what are you doing here?"

Tongtian was somewhat surprised.

"I've met you, teacher."

Zhao Gongming quickly bowed to Tongtian, then pointed to the Black Tortoise.

"This disciple has come here to discuss something with Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui."

Tongtian looked at the Xuan Turtle, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then sighed.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui, we have been acquainted for countless millennia. I have come to inform you of something."

The black tortoise said, "Please speak, sage."

Tongtian said solemnly, "The pillars of heaven have collapsed, the seas have overflowed, and heavenly fires have raged. The primordial world needs new pillars of heaven to support it. The Dao Ancestor said he wants your limbs."

"My limbs."

Upon hearing this, the black tortoise turned pale, but then felt a surge of relief.

This nephew Gongming really didn't lie to me. He exchanged all his merits for his own death. I really got a great deal.

The Black Tortoise ignored Tongtian and instead bowed respectfully to Zhao Gongming, saying, "Thank you for saving my life, fellow Daoist."

Tongtian looked puzzled, pointing at the two of them, unsure of what to say.

Zhao Gongming then quickly took out the World Tree and explained everything to Tongtian.

Looking at the World Tree sprouting new buds, Tongtian exclaimed in amazement, "I never expected you to have foreseen this."

Zhao Gongming laughed and said, "Even a clever cook can't cook without rice. If I hadn't obtained this World Tree seed by chance, I wouldn't have been able to do it either."

Zhao Gongming handed the World Tree to Tongtian, saying, "Please take the World Tree, Master, and use it to support the heavens and the earth."

"Alright, I can't bear to see Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle die a tragic death either. With this World Tree, nothing could be better."

Tongtian nodded and took the World Tree directly.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle, would you like to come and take a look together?"

Zhao Gongming extended an invitation with a smile.

The black tortoise shook its head, "My body is too large, I can't leave the Northern Sea, I can't go."

But as he spoke, the Xuan Turtle suddenly looked puzzled, then became extremely excited, "I... I can transform into human form!"

A flash of light blue appeared before their eyes, and a young man dressed in blue appeared.

He stared at his transformed self in astonishment, his eyes filled with disbelief, muttering to himself.

"Transformation?! How could this be?!"

The black tortoise was overjoyed, feeling as if a huge burden had been lifted from its body, and felt extremely comfortable.

Zhao Gongming laughed and said, "Everything in the world has its destiny. Perhaps Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui's fate is to resolve the aftermath of the Lich War, which is why he cannot take human form."

"But now, with the appearance of the World Tree, Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle's fate has been replaced, and the restrictions imposed on Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle by the Heavenly Dao have naturally vanished."

Hearing this, the black tortoise became even more excited. It transformed into a streak of azure light, pierced through the clouds, and disappeared. After a while, the black tortoise landed again, its face gleaming with joy.

"I, the old tortoise, have cultivated in the Northern Darkness for hundreds of millions of years, accumulating invincible magical power, but only today have I truly understood what true freedom and ease are."

"Now that you have attained the Great Freedom, it's time to fulfill your previous promise."

"That's natural."

Xuan Turtle solemnly cupped his hands towards Tongtian, "Xuan Turtle wishes to join the Jie Sect, and humbly requests the Sage's permission."

Tongtian looked at Zhao Gongming with some surprise, and Zhao Gongming quickly gave him a wink.

Tongtian unleashed a burst of magical power, lifting the Xuan Turtle up, and solemnly said, "Alright, from now on, Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle will be the Vice Leader of my Jie Sect."

Xuan Gui possesses profound knowledge and unparalleled magical power. It would be a waste of his talents for him to be a disciple of the Jie Sect. He would be more than qualified to be a vice leader.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The black tortoise bowed again in thanks.

Tongtian waved his hand, "Gongming, you take Fellow Daoist Xuangui back to Jin'ao Island first. Leave the rest to your master."

"Alright, then, teacher, please explain the origins of the World Tree."

The World Tree, a chaotic spiritual root, once it gets out, especially since it was taken out by him, will definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. Although he is not afraid, it is always better to avoid trouble.

Tongtian laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything."

Soon, Tongtian left Beiming and headed to Buzhou.

Zhao Gongming then invited the black tortoise to go to Jin'ao Island.

Xuan Turtle, a Quasi-Saint at the Great Perfection level, joined the Jie Sect, which immeasurably deepened the sect's foundation, greatly increasing its confidence when facing great calamities in the future.

Xuan Gui hesitated for a moment, "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. I still have some treasures accumulated in my Beiming over the years, which I have no use for. Why don't I take them out and give them to you?"

"Oh?"

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up, and he readily agreed.

How terrifying must the Xuan Turtle's accumulation over hundreds of millions of years be?

The black tortoise burrowed into the waters of the Northern Sea and surfaced shortly afterward.

Several small, glittering golden hills have already appeared on the huge tortoise shell.

There are many treasures, mostly ores, such as Northern Darkness Cold Iron, Profound Essence, and Spirit Sea Essence.

Among them, the most eye-catching is a coral tree, which is colorful and exudes a terrifying and imposing spiritual aura.

Behind it, thirty-six innate, indestructible spiritual lights flickered in and out of sight. This was actually a top-grade innate spiritual treasure formed in the Northern Darkness, a treasure that had seized the creation of heaven and earth and invaded the mysteries of the sun and moon.

Leaving aside the mountains of precious minerals, this coral tree alone is a priceless treasure.

If placed within the Jie Sect, it could be exchanged for countless merit coins, making it a priceless commodity.

Zhao Gongming didn't stand on ceremony with the black tortoise and accepted everything directly. Then he led the black tortoise towards Jin'ao Island.

With Hongjun's intervention, the pressure on the saints was greatly reduced, and they felt more relaxed, but their hearts were filled with even more solemnity.

The teacher has become increasingly unfathomable. Even if they have attained enlightenment and become saints, they seem to be no different from the teacher.

Nuwa was on the side, using the Qiankun Cauldron to refine five-colored stones.

She threw handfuls of five-colored stones into the Qiankun Cauldron and refined them with true fire. In no time, the five-colored stones transformed into a mass of five-colored liquid.

"The five-colored stones are now complete; we can finally mend the sky."

Nuwa finally exhaled a breath of turbid air, which greatly reduced the pressure on the hearts of the saints. As saints, while gaining the power to look down on the world, they were also bound to the primordial world in an invisible way.

If we were to ask who among the countless beings in this vast primordial world would be most unwilling to let it suffer harm, it would undoubtedly be these sages. (End of Chapter)