Wang Ming wrapped a brown cloak around himself, climbing up the peak of Buzhou Mountain step by step.
Buzhou Mountain was four hundred and twenty thousand meters high, roughly equivalent to the stack of forty-seven Mount Everests (note: checked online).
A height of four hundred and twenty thousand meters was nothing remarkable for Wang Ming, who possessed the cultivation base of the early Daluo Realm. Under normal circumstances, Wang Ming could reach the summit with a single thought.
Yet that was not possible on Buzhou Mountain.
Buzhou Mountain was formed from the spine of Pangu, and it was also the resting place of Pangu's obsession, as well as the location where Pangu's life force field was most concentrated.
At the very moment he successfully cleaved open the Primordial World, Pangu had already ascended to the Great Dao Realm.
Above the Daluo Realm was the Hunyuan Realm, and above the Hunyuan Realm was the Great Dao Realm.
Beneath such a vast chasm of strength, even though Pangu had already perished, the life force field emanating from his body could indiscriminately suppress any living being below the Great Dao Realm. Only the degree of suppression would vary depending on the strength of the being.
Yet without exception, spatial gates could not be opened while suppressing this place on Buzhou Mountain, and no one could fly whatsoever.
Even Wang Ming, who possessed the most formidable strength at this moment, could only trudge upward step by step with great difficulty, just like a mortal.
Buzhou Mountain, imbued with Great Dao pressure, was not yet suitable for the survival of any living beings at this time.
Only by relying on the passage of time and waiting for Pangu's life force field to dissipate on its own would this place eventually become a habitable zone.
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