Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 65 Second Visit to Buzhou

Leaving the magnificent East Sea Dragon Palace, Qinglian, along with her newly accepted second disciple Ao Guang and her eager-to-try eldest disciple Sun Wuzhen, once again plunged into the vast and desolate primordial land, heavy with calamity.

The three masters and disciples merged with the clear light of the Tai Chi diagram, their movements ethereal, and headed northwest.

Along the way, the scars of the calamity became increasingly shocking. Broken mountains, dried-up riverbeds, and abandoned tribal ruins were everywhere, and the air was filled with a faint stench of blood and resentment.

Occasionally, some foolish monsters, their intelligence corrupted by the calamity, would charge forward with ferocity, becoming living targets for Sun Wuzhen to test his skills and hone his new treasures.

A winged black tiger demon king at the mid-stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, riding the yin wind and spewing poisonous flames, was easily blocked by Sun Wuzhen with the Earth-Defending Apricot Yellow Banner (a replica). Then, a Ruyi Iron Pole Soldier infused with the power of wind and thunder smashed its head.

A group of bloodthirsty wolf demons at the Golden Immortal realm formed a battle formation to besiege them, but Sun Wuzhen used his Mountain-Driving Whip to draw upon the power of the earth's veins and summoned a small hill out of thin air to suppress them all.

On one occasion, they even encountered a rare dream beast at the late stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, which was skilled in soul attacks. It was formless and intangible, making it impossible to defend against. Ao Guang used the Four Symbols Pearl bestowed by Qinglian, and the power of the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind flowed, instantly disrupting the dream beast's magnetic field. Sun Wuzhen seized the opportunity to settle the matter with a single blow!

In each battle, Sun Wuzhen became increasingly proficient in using the "Nine Revolutions Wind and Thunder Battle Technique" and several spiritual treasures, completely stabilizing his late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal realm and causing his combat power to soar.

Although Ao Guang's cultivation level was slightly lower (early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal), he made rapid progress under the guidance of his senior brother and his master.

The combination of dragon combat skills and the Four Symbols Pearls gradually improved, and the delicate nobility of the Dragon Palace faded from his eyes, replaced by a sharpness belonging to the primordial world.

Most of the time, Qinglian just observes quietly, only offering advice at crucial moments, or secretly using the Tai Chi diagram to stop any potentially deadly moves that could endanger her disciple's life.

He watched his two apprentices grow in battle, one becoming incomparably brave and the other gradually showing composure, and he felt quite gratified.

They traveled and stopped, experiencing trials and tribulations, and countless years passed in this way.

The scenery in front of us suddenly changed!

A colossal mountain, whose grandeur, vastness, and antiquity defy description, bursts into view like a spine straddling the heavens and the earth!

The mountain stretches to the sky and connects with the earth, its upper part hidden in the endless gales and chaotic air currents, exuding an ancient, vast, majestic, and heavy supreme aura!

Even though we are far apart, we can still feel that magnificent will that originated from the creation of the world and supports the universe!

Buzhou Mountain!

The primordial pillar of heaven, the spine of Pangu!

Compared to when Qinglian came alone last time, the omnipresent and overwhelming Pangu pressure on Mount Buzhou seemed to have weakened considerably.

Perhaps it was the continuous depletion of the origin of heaven and earth during the great calamity, or perhaps it was the natural dissipation of Pangu's will over time, or perhaps it was some other unknown reason.

Nowadays, cultivators at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm can barely withstand the pressure from the foot of the mountain, but they will feel immense pressure as if they are carrying a mountain on their backs, making it difficult to move.

"Master! Is this Mount Buzhou? Such immense pressure!"

Sun Wukong's golden eyes shone brightly as he sensed the omnipresent heavy will. Far from being afraid, he was instead filled with overwhelming fighting spirit. The power of wind and thunder within his body circulated autonomously to resist it, and his golden chainmail hummed.

Ao Guang's face paled slightly. His dragon bloodline instilled an instinctive awe for such colossal power at the level of creation, making it difficult for him to breathe. "Master, the pressure here—it's terrifying!"

Qinglian gazed at Mount Buzhou, his eyes deep and thoughtful. He had once obtained the Pangu Jade Marrow here, undergoing a complete transformation, and thus held a special affection for this mountain.

Revisiting it now, one can more clearly feel the tragic grandeur and indomitable spirit contained within the mountain.

"This is the primordial pillar of heaven, formed from the spine of the Father God Pangu, the sacred site where all things originated."

Qinglian's voice was solemn: "Although its oppressive power has diminished, its will remains. It is an unparalleled treasure land for tempering the primordial spirit and honing the physical body."

"Follow me, restrain your magical powers, and rely solely on your physical bodies and willpower to climb this mountain step by step! How high you can climb depends on your fortune and perseverance!"

"Yes, Master!" Sun Wuzhen was extremely excited. He immediately withdrew all his magical power and, relying only on his powerful battle physique and will, strode towards the foot of the mountain!

boom!

As if he had crashed into an invisible wall of air, he stumbled, his speed plummeted, and every step he took was incredibly heavy, leaving deep footprints on the ground. But he gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and struggled upwards!

Ao Guang took a deep breath and withdrew his magical power, relying solely on his dragon body to keep up.

Although dragons are physically strong, they are more adept at water combat. Under the pure pressure of heaven and earth, they found it even more difficult and soon became drenched in sweat, their dragon scales appearing and disappearing. However, he kept in mind his father's instructions and his master's teachings, gritting his teeth and refusing to fall behind.

Qinglian also withdrew all her magical powers and spiritual treasures, relying solely on her late-stage Great Luo body and unwavering Dao heart to slowly ascend.

That familiar pressure descended once more, though it didn't nearly crush him like it did last time, it was still as heavy as a mountain.

With each step he took, he could feel his muscles and bones groaning, his primordial spirit trembling, as if an invisible hammer was constantly forging his body and will.

The three, master and disciples, were like three tiny ants, and began to climb the giant pillar that supported the sky.

The process was extremely difficult.

The higher you go, the heavier the pressure becomes, as if the weight of the entire primordial world is pressing down on your shoulders. The air becomes thick and viscous, making it difficult to breathe, and you can almost hear the roars and gasps of Pangu when he created the world.

The gale was like a knife, cutting into their skin. If the three of them had not all possessed physical bodies far superior to those of their peers, they would have been slowly sliced ​​to death.

Sun Wuzhen's muscles bulged, veins popped, and he let out a low roar, like a wounded beast, as he moved upwards step by step, his eyes filled with indomitable fighting spirit.

Ao Guang's face was pale, and his dragon horns trembled slightly, but he held on with the pride of the dragon race and his loyalty to his master. He could even occasionally draw upon a trace of the Four Symbols Pearl's original aura (not actively activated, but rather the faint light of the spiritual treasure protecting its master) to slightly alleviate the pressure.

Qinglian appeared much more composed, his steps steady, but he was actually expending the most energy.

He not only had to endure the pressure, but also had to keep an eye on his two apprentices' condition, ready to step in and rescue them at any time.

His mind resonated with the mountain, as if he could hear the deep heartbeat of Buzhou Mountain and feel the deeper meaning of the tragic and unyielding will of Pangu—a kind of protection, a kind of sacrifice, a kind of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me".

This subtly aligns with his Daoist heart, which integrates the Three Pure Ones Dao, protects Kunlun, and even protects his disciples, in his "Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique," giving him a deeper understanding of the word "protection."

During the climb, we also encountered some witch warriors or demon warriors who were also training here. When we looked at each other, we could see the hardship and perseverance in each other's eyes.

But under the pressure of Pangu, they all tacitly refrained from making a move, instead silently competing to see who could climb the highest.

The carnage of the great eon seemed to be temporarily isolated in this holy land.

They climbed for an unknown amount of time, through countless sunrises and sunsets. Their pace had long since slowed to that of a snail.

Sun Wuzhen and Ao Guang were almost at their limit, relying entirely on their willpower to keep going.

Just then, Qinglian sensed something and looked up at a place shrouded in mist, where the spiritual energy was relatively abundant.

The pressure is also slightly less intense on the mountainside platform.

"Stop, take a deep breath." Qinglian's voice carried a hint of fatigue, yet remained steady.

Sun Wuzhen and Ao Guang felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They almost collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their bones groaning, but their eyes were unusually bright.

This extreme pressure made their physical bodies more refined and their primordial spirits more resilient, resulting in enormous gains.