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

Zhunti muttered, "Why hasn't Senior Brother Tongtian arrived yet? Could it be that he let the Xuan Turtle go just because he has some connection with it?"

"Junior Brother Zhunti, please refrain from speaking recklessly."

Taiqing's expression was serious. "The collapse of the Heavenly Pillar involves billions of lives in the primordial world. Junior Brother Tongtian would not be careless about this matter. It's just a pity that Fellow Daoist Xuangui has lost billions of years of cultivation."

Taiqing was also a bit of a pity, but as a sage, he naturally understood the principle that the way of heaven is impermanent.

As beings born in the primordial world, everyone must face unexpected uncertainties.

Zhunti's expression also turned serious. "It is an honor for Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui to dedicate himself to the prehistoric world and save billions of lives."

Nuwa glanced at Zhunti indifferently, "Since it's an honor, why don't you, Fellow Daoist Zhunti, relinquish your saintly Dao fruit and support this world?"

"Ah, let's leave this matter to Fellow Daoist Xuan Gui."

Zhunti's face turned pale and then red, and he said awkwardly.

While the sages were chatting, Tongtian also traveled directly from Beiming to Buzhou Mountain.

When the saints saw that Tongtian's hands were empty, Zhunti's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said...

"Tongtian, you really didn't kill the Xuan Turtle, did you? This matter is of utmost importance, as it concerns billions of living beings in the primordial world."

The other four sages also cast shocked glances at them, and even Hongjun turned his head slightly.

His deep eyes were full of wisdom, with a light that seemed to see through everything.

Tongtian sighed, "Fellow Daoist Xuangui was among the first beings created after the creation of the world, born much earlier than us. I have a long-standing friendship with Fellow Daoist Xuangui, how could I personally take his life?"

Zhunti became anxious and pointed at Tongtian, loudly accusing him, "Senior Brother Tongtian, how foolish you are! You saved the Xuan Turtle, but what you abandoned were countless lives throughout the entire prehistoric world."

Tongtian smiled faintly, "Before I came, I heard that Junior Brother Zhunti was willing to give up his sainthood to support the world. I wonder if that's true. If Fellow Daoist Zhunti is willing to sacrifice himself, that would be wonderful. Fellow Daoist Xuangui will definitely thank you properly."

"Tongtian, you..."

Zhunti was so angry he was speechless.

Jieyin, who had kept his eyes closed and remained silent, opened them to help his junior brother out of the predicament, and bowed to Hongjun.

"Teacher, in the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, the pillar of heaven collapsed and the heavenly water poured down. This was a matter of life and death for billions of living beings in the prehistoric world. Tongtian actually treated it as such a childish game. Please, teacher, make a decision."

Hongjun nodded, his eyes fixed on Tongtian, his voice remaining calm and unhurried, devoid of any emotion. "Tongtian, what do you have to say about this?"

Tongtian cupped his hands and solemnly said, "This time when I went to the Northern Underworld, I did not manage to sever Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle's four legs, but by a twist of fate, I obtained an item that is even more suitable for supporting the sky than Fellow Daoist Xuan Turtle's four legs."

Zhunti muttered under his breath, "Bullshit!"

Hongjun didn't even glance at Zhunti, and directly asked, "What is it?"

"The Chaotic Spiritual Root, the World Tree."

Upon hearing Tongtian's words, all the sages were taken aback and exclaimed in astonishment.

"What! A Chaos Spiritual Root!"

"After the creation of the world, didn't the chaotic entities disappear without a trace long ago?"

"Senior Brother Tongtian, stop talking about some chaotic thing. Take it out so that everyone can help you identify it."

The last sentence was also spoken by Cundi.

With a thought, Tongtian summoned a black wooden stake more than ten meters wide in mid-air. An overwhelming chaotic Dao essence rushed towards them, shocking all the saints. This aura was indeed a chaotic spiritual root!

The eyes of the two saints, Zhunti and Jieyin, shone brightly as their gazes remained fixed on the large wooden stake, unwilling to leave it for even a moment. A chaotic spiritual root, this truly is a chaotic spiritual root.

Greed surged within the two saints; if only this Chaos Spiritual Root could be planted on their Mount Sumeru.

Perhaps by relying on the mysteries of the Chaos Spiritual Root, he could directly revitalize his Western Spiritual Vein.

"It is indeed a Chaos Spiritual Root. Where did you obtain this?"

Hongjun's eyes brightened slightly, and he casually asked.

"This chaotic spiritual root is not particularly remarkable. It was hidden in the treasures of the Xuan Turtle and was discovered by the disciple by chance."

Tongtian then delivered the explanation he had prepared long ago.

Hongjun nodded and smiled, "Everything has its destiny. That black tortoise has great fortune, so let's do as you say."

"Yes, teacher."

Tongtian had just nodded when Zhunti came over, sobbing, "Brother Tongtian, please have pity on the West!"

"What's wrong now?"

"My West is barren, its spiritual veins are withered, and its spiritual energy is depleted. Why not give this Chaos Spiritual Root to my West? Perhaps my West will be able to help."

Tongtian sneered three times, never expecting Zhunti to be so shameless. "Giving you the Chaos Spiritual Root to the West is not a problem, but you have to promise me one thing."

Zhunti had originally approached this with a try-it-and-see attitude, but seeing that there was a chance, his eyes lit up. "Alright, as long as you can give this Chaos Spiritual Root to the West, I will agree to a hundred things, let alone one."

"It's very simple. You relinquish your sainthood and take the place of the Xuan Turtle in supporting the heavens, and I will give you this Chaos Spiritual Root."

Zhunti was taken aback. "Senior brother, you must be joking."

Tongtian said in a serious tone, "You were the one who started the joke."

Zhunti, having been rebuffed, stopped talking about the Chaos Spiritual Root and slunk away to the side.

"Junior Sister Nuwa, let's begin."

Nuwa nodded solemnly, poured out the five-colored liquid from the Qiankun Cauldron, and used both hands to paste it onto the large hole.

The large hole originally caused by the collapse of the Heavenly Pillar was being repaired at an extremely fast speed by the five-colored liquid filled with the power of creation.

In just over ten breaths, it was completely restored.

The saints felt the pressure on their hands decrease significantly, almost to the point of being negligible, and they all withdrew their magical treasures.

After the Heavenly Cave was repaired, a small lump of five-colored liquid solidified into a five-colored stone in the Qiankun Cauldron.

Nuwa smiled and threw the five-colored stone into the primordial world, where it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Brother Tongtian, the rest is up to you."

"Don't worry, junior sister."

Tongtian slowly stepped forward. At this moment, he saw that the Heavenly Cave had been repaired and the waters of the Heavenly River had been blocked outside the prehistoric world.

The earth's veins, the earth's fire, water, and wind, the waters of the four seas, and the volcanic eruptions are all being resolved by the many powerful cultivators of the primordial world; the disaster has passed.

But without the "New Heavenly Pillar" responsible for connecting heaven and earth...

Before long, the heavens will collapse again, which will trigger an even greater disaster.

Tongtian placed his palm on the World Tree and quickly sensed the immense merit contained within it, like a vast ocean, inexhaustible and boundless.

"Truly amazing, worthy of being called a Chaos Spiritual Root!"

Tongtian sighed in admiration and placed the World Tree directly on the broken pillar of Buzhou Mountain. Then, he used his supreme magical power to activate the merit within the World Tree, causing it to grow rapidly.

"Buzz!"

The World Tree trembled slightly, and its interior seemed to contain a real golden ocean, beginning to grow at an extremely rapid pace.

In just ten breaths, it grew ten thousand feet, and its momentum showed no signs of weakening; on the contrary, it reached for the sky at an even faster pace. (End of Chapter)