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

Chapter 202 Buzhou Mountain Collapses, All the Sages Take Action!

After the explosion, the shouts and cries of battle that filled Buzhou Mountain vanished instantly, as if everything had ended.

Only Donghuang Taiyi's Chaos Bell still stands atop Buzhou Mountain.

Its entire body was dark yellow, exuding immense power.

The power of the innate supreme treasure shook the heavens and the earth, attracting the attention of countless cultivators in the primordial world.

"Look! After the Taiyi Demon Emperor fell, the Chaos Bell was left behind. It's a supreme innate treasure!"

"This innate treasure possesses the power to create heaven and earth. Whoever obtains it may have the potential to become the second Donghuang Taiyi."

Countless powerful beings in the primordial world exclaimed in astonishment, their eyes filled with undisguised envy and greed.

Even so, no one made a move.

Because the primordial world today is not the same as the primordial world before.

The Six Sages reigned supreme, overlooking the primordial world; they were absolute overlords.

Even if the Chaos Bell were to have a new master, it would definitely be chosen from among the Six Sages, so they shouldn't even think about it.

In the west, beside Mount Sumeru and the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, Zhunti's eyes shone brightly, and countless tiny stars twinkled.

"Senior brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! This is the Chaos Bell, a supreme innate treasure! If our Western Regions could obtain it..."

"Let's join forces and seize it."

The answer from the guide was also very simple.

The brothers joined forces, sending out two enormous, sky-covering hands from the west to grab Mount Buzhou, aiming to seize the Chaos Bell with overwhelming force.

But the other four saints were also watching. Seeing that the two from the West had made the first move, they frowned and made their own moves.

When Zhunti's giant hand reached Buzhou Mountain, the Four Sages' methods also arrived.

The six saints' magical powers tightly surrounded the Chaos Bell, eager to try their skills.

The Chaos Bell seemed to possess a spirit, emitting a buzzing and trembling sound as it circled the giant hand.

A sudden burst of dark yellow light erupted from the bell, shattering the space and disappearing completely.

"Oh no, the Chaos Bell is possessed!"

The six saints' expressions changed slightly, and at the same moment, they tore through space and disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, space shattered in the heavens above, and the figures of the Six Saints appeared, each with empty hands.

Without a trace of spiritual treasure or Dao essence, it was clear that the Chaos Bell was ultimately not captured.

The saints remained expressionless, showing no sign of disappointment.

It's better that the Chaos Bell disappeared. Otherwise, if there was only one, and someone else had snatched it, it would have posed a great threat to the other saints.

Only the two Western Saints sighed, their faces showing some dejection. Taiqing had the Taiji Diagram, Yuqing had the Pangu Banner, Shangqing had the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and Nuwa had the Qiankun Cauldron.

Each of the four possessed a supreme innate treasure.

Only in the West was poverty so severe that it barely possessed any magical treasures.

They also have a huge debt that they haven't paid off yet.

This Chaos Bell should rightfully belong to the West.

With the great battle over, countless cultivators in the prehistoric world breathed a sigh of relief.

"This great battle far surpasses the Longhan War of yesteryear; it is simply terrifying."

"So what if this battle was terrifying? It's over now. It's just a pity that Buzhou Mountain suffered such heavy damage."

After such a great battle, Buzhou Mountain, with its winding and continuous mountain range almost entirely collapsed, leaving only the main ridge connecting heaven and earth.

"I never imagined that the struggle between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan would end in this way after so many years. It's too tragic."

A great man lamented that this war had lasted for hundreds of years, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

"Look, something's not right. The calamity energy on Mount Buzhou hasn't dissipated at all; on the contrary, it seems to be getting stronger."

These words caused countless powerful beings in the primordial world to lose their composure.

They stared intently at Mount Buzhou, and their expressions changed slightly when they saw the calamity energy still surging on the mountain.

As we all know, after the primordial beings were born, they gave rise to endless resentment, death, and killing intent.

These negative emotions accumulate every moment.

Once the accumulation reaches a certain level, the conditions for a great calamity will be formed.

The constant fighting between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan generated an extremely dense aura of malevolent energy.

These malevolent energies act as a catalyst.

Add to that the negative emotions accumulated over countless millennia, and a cataclysmic calamity will erupt.

After the Great Calamity erupted, the world returned to clarity, signifying the end of the Great Calamity.

However, the calamity energy on Mount Buzhou is still churning violently, which is clearly a sign that the great calamity has not yet ended.

At this moment, not only countless veteran powerhouses in the primordial world, but even the saints were filled with great doubt.

The two great demon emperors of the Heavenly Court and the twelve ancestral witches of the Witch Clan all perished in Buzhou Mountain. It is only right that the calamity dissipates and the world becomes clear again.

Suddenly, a huge commotion arose once again in the once peaceful Buzhou Mountain.

Gonggong, the ancestral sorcerer of water who should have perished, rose again.

His eyes were no longer clear; instead, they had been corrupted by malevolent energy and turned scarlet.

"That figure...it's the ancestral witch Gonggong!"

"Gonggong, the ancestral witch, did not perish. Could it be that the witch clan was the ultimate victor in this war between the witches and demons?"

"It's hard to say, there are still five Demon Saints of the demon race who haven't shown up yet!"

The powerful beings of the primordial era were taken aback and began to discuss the matter amongst themselves.

"Brother, I've come to join you!" Gonggong looked around and saw only devastation, bloodshed, and slaughter. Overwhelmed with grief, he felt a surge of sorrow.

He looked up to the sky and sighed, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, before resolutely crashing into the only remaining main vein of Buzhou Mountain.

"Boom!"

The entire primordial world trembled. The pillar of Buzhou Mountain, which connects heaven and earth, had a large gap punched in it by Gonggong halfway up the mountain.

Then, the Primordial Pillar began to tremble and shake violently before crashing down from the heavens.

"The pillar of heaven has collapsed!"

"How dare Gonggong? This is the pillar of heaven left behind by Father God Pangu!"

The six sages' expressions changed slightly, and in a flash, they appeared in front of Mount Buzhou.

Taiqing shouted, "Follow me and hold Buzhou Mountain!"

Mount Buzhou connects heaven and earth; if it were to break, the impact would be even greater than the previous war between the Lich King and the Demon King.

That was a catastrophe that could threaten the safety of all races in the primordial world.

The six saints exerted their power simultaneously, creating a terrifying force that maintained the main vein of Buzhou Mountain, and time seemed to stand still.

The main meridian of Buzhou seemed to have returned to its usual calm.

But instead of relaxing, Liu Sheng broke out in a cold sweat.

After an unknown amount of time, the primordial world trembled once more, and a stone of pure black and yellow fell down, which was caught by Yuanshi, who reacted the fastest, and put into his bosom.

Then a few smaller pieces fell down, which were collected by the saints.

The six sages could no longer maintain the Buzhou main vein. A series of rumbling sounds filled the air as the massive Buzhou main vein completely collapsed and crashed to the ground.

The pillar of heaven collapsed, causing a great catastrophe in the primordial world. Countless dormant volcanoes erupted, and scalding lava submerged countless plains and forests.

The seas surged with towering waves, their waters sweeping across and engulfing one mountain after another.

A huge hole appeared in the sky at some unknown time.

Earth, fire, water, and wind, carrying countless chaotic currents, surged in, and an unprecedented catastrophe immediately struck the primordial world.

Upon arriving at Jin'ao Island, Duobao felt a sudden tremor in his heart, recalling the words his senior brother had spoken to him when he left the island.

The collapse of the Heavenly Pillar and the impending catastrophe present a golden opportunity for the disciples of the Jie Sect to step forward, save the world, promote their teachings, and earn merit.

Duobao turned around and addressed the countless disciples of the Jie Sect, "The pillar of heaven has collapsed, and fire, water, and wind have surged into the primordial world, causing a great calamity. All races are plunged into misery. Fellow disciples, are you willing to come down the mountain with me to secure a glimmer of hope for the myriad races of the primordial world?"

"We are willing."

The disciples of the Jie Sect shouted loudly, their blood still boiling, willing to fight for the survival of all races in the prehistoric world.

"Alright, if you're willing, come down the mountain with me."

(End of this chapter)