North Sea Black Tortoise

Xuan Heng watched Houtu vanish. The light withdrew, Houtu had transformed herself into reincarnation, and the final battle between the Witch and Demon Clans had already reached its climax. It was time for him to prepare to take part in repairing the heavens.

Just as Xuan Heng thought of this, Kong Xuan and Six Ears came bouncing back from the foot of Profound Pure Peak.

"Eh! Master, why are you here today?"

After climbing the mountain, Six Ears spotted Xuan Heng standing at the summit and asked in surprise.

"Heh, you little monkey. Is it so strange for your master to remain in his own dojo?"

Xuan Heng spoke irritably.

"Hehe, Master, whenever some great upheaval happens in the Primordial World, you're always on the front lines. Now that the Witch and Demon Clans' final battle has turned the skies dark and the earth dim, I thought you'd gone to the Human Race again, or somewhere else."

Six Ears grinned. Normally, Xuan Heng should not have been on Profound Pure Peak at a time like this.

"Enough nonsense. How many Five-Colored Stones have you two gathered over the years?"

Kong Xuan raised a hand, and dozens of storage rings floated in midair.

Five-colored radiance flowed within the rings. Even before they were opened, one could sense the dense, weighty aura of mountains and rivers.

"Reporting to Master, Six Ears and I have collected more than thirty-six thousand Five-Colored Stones over the years."

Xuan Heng nodded, then spoke calmly.

"You two have done well this time."

Hearing Xuan Heng's praise, Six Ears immediately broke into a wide grin.

Xuan Heng then sent voice transmissions to Yuanshi and Tongtian, asking how many Five-Colored Stones their two sects had collected.

"The Exposition Sect has gathered seventy-two thousand over the years. They are currently