Primordial Era: Unparalleled Comprehension, I am a direct disciple of the Intercepting Sect!

At this moment, Su Changqing looked up and saw that Mount Buzhou was towering into the clouds, its peak hidden from view.

That vast and boundless aura pressed down on his chest, making his breathing incredibly heavy.

The moment Su Changqing stepped onto Buzhou Mountain, he felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him.

"Such powerful pressure!"

Su Changqing gritted his teeth, his blood surging within him, and he managed to withstand the pressure.

"But this little bit of pressure is far from enough to make me give up."

"I am absolutely capable of climbing Mount Buzhou on my own!"

This time, Su Changqing came to Buzhou Mountain not only to promote the alliance between the human and witch races.

At the same time, he also wanted to improve his physical strength by climbing Mount Buzhou.

In the path of cultivation, the power of the primordial spirit is very important, but the physical body is equally important.

Currently, his physical strength is considerably weaker than his primordial spirit cultivation.

We must find a way to strengthen our physical body!

Climbing Buzhou Mountain would be an excellent choice!

So he continued walking upwards, and with each step he took, the pressure increased.

The pressure at the foot of the mountain was relatively mild, but the higher you went, the more terrifying the pressure became.

When he reached five million feet, Su Changqing felt as if he were carrying the weight of three thousand worlds on his shoulders.

With each step, the ground beneath my feet trembled slightly, leaving a shallow footprint.

Sweat slid down his forehead, dripped onto his cheeks, and evaporated instantly.

"Not enough!"

Su Changqing's face showed determination, and his eyes burned with fighting spirit.

The Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong circulated wildly within his body, causing him to feel the pressure he was under to lessen considerably.

This method of cultivating the primordial spirit of the great god Pangu demonstrated its astonishing wonder at this moment.

The primordial spirit resonated with the physical body, and the vital energy surged like a great river, forcefully withstanding the ever-increasing pressure.

Ten million feet!

Thirty million feet!

Fifty million feet!

As Su Changqing continued to climb Mount Buzhou, his pace slowed down, and each step became incredibly difficult.

By this time, his clothes were already soaked with sweat, and the muscles all over his body were trembling slightly.

However, Su Changqing did not give up and persisted in climbing Buzhou Mountain.

Seventy million feet!

Ninety million feet!

Ten thousand feet!

At this height, Su Changqing felt his bones creaking.

The immense pressure, almost tangible, squeezed his body from all sides.

Every inch of skin, every bone, every strand of flesh is enduring unimaginable pressure.

But he didn't stop, nor could he stop.

If we can't even climb this mountain, how can we talk about fighting for a future for the human race?!

Thirteen million feet!

Eighteen thousand zhang!

Nineteen million feet!

Su Changqing's face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

But he kept walking, step by step, steadfast and unwavering.

Finally, when he reached a height of 200 million feet, everything went black before Su Changqing's eyes.

The oppressive aura suddenly surged, as if the entire Buzhou Mountain was pressing down on him!

"Bang!"

With a thud, Su Changqing's knees slammed heavily onto the rocks, instantly tearing the skin and flesh at his knees, causing blood to flow freely.

His consciousness began to blur, and the scene before him became fragmented.

"No... I can't fall down yet..."

Su Changqing gritted his teeth, trying to stand up.

But that pressure was just too strong, so strong that even he, a Golden Immortal in the early stage, couldn't withstand it.

Finally, Su Changqing could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

"Boom!"

With a tremendous roar, a patrol of the Wu tribe slowly made its way forward.

The man in the lead was tall and broad-shouldered, exuding a fierce aura.

On his back was a huge longbow.

The bow was entirely black, and the bowstring was made of some kind of animal sinew, faintly emanating a chilling aura.

This person was none other than the great shaman Hou Yi!

"Um?"

Hou Yi suddenly stopped and looked at the ground not far ahead.

There, a young human, covered in blood, lay unconscious on a rock.

"The Great Shaman is a human child."

A warrior from the Wu tribe stepped forward and said in a gruff voice, "Should we just throw him down the mountain?"

Hou Yi did not answer, but walked to the human youth's side.

He crouched down, stretched out his rough, large hand, and checked the other person's breath.

"It's still breathing."

Hou Yi's gaze fell on the wounds on the young man's body, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The climb from the foot of the mountain to this point is a full 200 million feet.

How could a human withstand the pressure of Mount Buzhou and climb to such a high place?

That kind of willpower is truly rare!

Especially considering that this human's cultivation level is only at the early stage of Golden Immortal!

At best, they can only be considered slightly larger ants!

"Bring me water."

Hou Yi spoke in a deep voice.

The witch warriors behind him quickly handed him a leather pouch.

Hou Yi took the leather bag, uncorked it, and slowly poured the water inside onto the young man's face.

"Cough cough."

Su Changqing coughed a few times after being splashed by the water, and slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing you see is a rugged and bold face.

On that face, a pair of tiger-like eyes were looking down at him, scrutinizing him with a mixture of curiosity and a hint of apprehension.

"woke up?"

Hou Yi's voice was deep and resonant as he asked, "What is a human brat doing here at Buzhou Mountain?"

"Being able to climb Buzhou Mountain to a height of 200 million feet, you must have some skill."

Su Changqing shook his still somewhat dizzy head and struggled to sit up.

Every part of my body aches.

But he didn't care about that and quickly bowed.

"Thank you for saving my life."

"I am Su Changqing, the fifth disciple of Tongtian Jiaozhu of the Jie Sect. I have come to Buzhou Mountain today to request an audience with the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

Upon seeing this, Hou Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

A direct disciple of the Tongtian Sect Leader?

Or is it a human race?

interesting.

"The Ancestral Witch is very busy; he cannot be seen whenever one wishes."

Hou Yi stood up and looked down at Su Changqing. "How about this, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"I will select a Golden Immortal level warrior for you from among the Wu Clan."

"If you can defeat him, I will take you to see the Ancestral Witch, how about it?"

"Okay, I agree!"

Su Changqing's gaze sharpened, and he nodded without hesitation.

Given his own Golden Immortal cultivation level, it was indeed somewhat unrealistic for him to want to meet the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In that case, Hou Yi's suggestion is acceptable!

He, Su Changqing, is the fifth direct disciple of the Jie Sect!

In terms of overall strength, it is much stronger than a typical early-stage Golden Immortal!

There shouldn't be any major surprises when dealing with a Wu Clan warrior at the Golden Immortal realm!