Brazen Beyond Measure

Zhou Jun stood by the Sea of Blood, staring at the scarlet liquid flowing beneath his feet. It seemed not to be baleful aura at all, but an inky, concentrated malice. He smacked his lips and muttered, "Damn, why does this Primordial Wilderness seem more and more dangerous? Is this some low-spec version or high-spec version? Why is it so complicated? I feel like I'm in the top-spec, Plus version!"

Zhou Jun kept his gaze fixed on the Sea of Blood, seemingly trying to see through the bloody waters to the truth hidden below. Yet he knew perfectly well that he absolutely could not do that now. The more one knew, the more one could sense just how terrifying this Primordial Wilderness truly was.

He had a powerful premonition that if he stepped into the Sea of Blood, the person who emerged would definitely no longer be himself. Judging from the hidden information he had obtained after dispersing the mist, the schemes of these Chaos Gods and Demons were simply unfathomable. Even if he truly went down there and came back up, even Di Kun, who was one with him, might be unable to detect his existence. After all, the ability to deceive the heavens was not something that could be achieved merely by concealing heavenly secrets as they did.

Zhou Jun stared at the scene before him, his heart filled with emotion. He knew this was not a place he could set foot in. The struggle between the great powers hidden within was not something an insignificant little figure like him could participate in. Still, he was not discouraged, because he had gained something after all.

He had learned this hidden secret. Though it might not be useful for now, once Minghe was born into the world, he would have a chance to make some plans. This undoubtedly gave him a measure of hope and anticipation.

Zhou Jun slowly raised his head and looked toward the western Blood Sea. Endless bloody stench permeated that direction, as though countless secrets and dangers lay concealed there. After watching for a moment, he turned back toward Mount Zhou and pondered in silence.

Based on what he had learned so far, he could determine that the corpse of a Chaos God and Demon was suppressed below. Moreover, he guessed that beneath every famous mountain in the Primordial Wilderness, there might be the corpse of a god or demon sealed away. At that thought, concern rose in his heart, because it meant Kunlun Mountain was likely even more dangerous.

East Kunlun and West Kunlun were clearly part of the same mountain range, so why had they been divided in such a manner? Was it because he had been influenced by memories from later generations, or had heaven and earth itself exerted some kind of influence on him? The question plunged Zhou Jun into deep thought, and he began to reassess his understanding of this world.

Zhou Jun furrowed his brow and focused, trying to establish a connection with the information between heaven and earth. Using his unique ability, he communicated with the endless torrent of information, seeking detailed records concerning the Kunlun Mountain range.

However, when he finally obtained the relevant information, he was shocked to find that the Kunlun Mountain range had indeed been clearly divided into East Kunlun and West Kunlun, with West Kunlun seemingly having become an independent part!

This discovery filled Zhou Jun with doubt, and he could not help pondering the reason behind it. If this was part of the Chaos Gods and Demons' scheme, what exactly were they plotting? Zhou Jun racked his brains, yet could not find a reasonable explanation.

A powerful urge surged within Zhou Jun. He desperately wanted to visit Kunlun Mountain and investigate it for himself, to see whether he could uncover any clues there. But he also understood that he was being too hasty. His knowledge of the Kunlun Mountain range was still extremely limited, and rashly heading there might lead him into unknown danger.

After careful consideration, Zhou Jun ultimately decided to set the thought aside for now. He silently told himself that the best course of action was to visit Mount Zhou first. According to his deductions, Mount Zhou was where Pangu had held up the heavens, and there, he could be certain that no Chaos Gods and Demons existed beneath his feet.

Furthermore, Zhou Jun believed that before the Chaos Green Lotus shattered, it had most likely been located beneath Pangu's feet. Then perhaps some unknown secret lay hidden beneath Mount Zhou. Moreover, compared to other places, the area beneath Mount Zhou should be safer, since Mount Zhou suppressed it.

Zhou Jun thought to himself that if he could find Pangu Hall at Mount Zhou, it would undoubtedly be an immensely significant gain. Not only would it confirm an important thought deep within his heart, but more crucially, that thought carried tremendous weight for the overall plan he had carefully laid out. It might even place those suppressed Chaos Gods and Demons in an even more difficult situation, leaving them with no chance to ever rise again.

At that thought, the corners of Zhou Jun's lips rose slightly into a faint smile. However, just as he turned to leave this place for Mount Zhou, something suddenly seemed to occur to him, and he abruptly stopped.

Zhou Jun narrowed his eyes and gazed at the Sea of Blood before him, silently pondering, The information I obtained this time is a secret—a heaven-shaking secret, at that! He could not help considering the value and implications of this secret.

After a brief moment of thought, Zhou Jun suddenly turned around and looked once more at the Sea of Blood. A calculating gleam flashed in his eyes. Since this is such an important secret, could I erect a Stone Tablet here? I could inscribe the information I obtained on it, allowing those who come later to learn of this heaven-shaking secret.

The thought flashed through Zhou Jun's mind, and the more he considered it, the more feasible it seemed. This way, not only could the secret be passed down, but it would also, to some extent, demonstrate his achievement.

Zhou Jun frowned slightly as he silently weighed various possibilities. According to the plans of these Chaos Gods and Demons, they clearly did not want anyone to discover their conspiracy. However, they had all been suppressed now, so trying to make a move against him would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. Even if they truly acted, they would inevitably be suppressed by this Sea of Blood and would have no way of appearing before him.

At that thought, Zhou Jun relaxed somewhat. With his strength, he did not dare claim that he could defeat these Chaos Gods and Demons completely, but escaping should not be a problem. After all, this was his home ground, and he understood the surrounding environment and rules like the back of his hand.

Even if these Chaos Gods and Demons could not directly threaten him, they might still try to seal off the Stone Tablet. However, that was not much of a problem for Zhou Jun. His goal had always been to elevate the Primordial Wilderness, which ran directly contrary to the plans of the Chaos Gods and Demons. Besides, perhaps someone else would discover this Stone Tablet in the future. If that happened, the benefits would outweigh the drawbacks for him.

If the Stone Tablet could be seen, it meant the Heavenly Dao had learned of the matter and knew that it had been plotted against by the Chaos Gods and Demons. In that case, Zhou Jun, as the one who erected the tablet, would naturally receive the Heavenly Dao's favor and gain enormous benefits. After all, no one could escape the cycle of Causality between heaven and earth. Since the Heavenly Dao would know that Zhou Jun had seen through the schemes of the Chaos Gods and Demons, and that they were preventing it from advancing and perfecting the Primordial Wilderness, the Heavenly Dao would surely owe Zhou Jun a Causality.

"Hiss—" Zhou Jun suddenly sucked in a breath, silently thinking, Am I playing this a little too big? A trace of fear arose in him. If heaven and earth could not repay this debt, would he not end up like Hongyun, who had been plotted against and destroyed by the Two Saints of the West because they could not repay the Causality of his Saint position? At that thought, fine beads of sweat began to form on Zhou Jun's forehead, and his back was gradually drenched.

However, Zhou Jun's thoughts did not stop there. Instead, like a wild horse breaking free of its reins, they raced further and further. He realized this was only the beginning. If he discovered other similar situations later and handled them all in the same way, would heaven and earth not owe him more and more? If so, would the risks he faced not grow ever greater as well?

Zhou Jun's heartbeat quickened, and more sweat gathered on his forehead, but his heart grew increasingly excited. After all, as the vessel of the Original Self, Zhou Jun's courage was anything but ordinary. He gritted his teeth and encouraged himself inwardly. I'm doing it! People die and birds fly to heaven; if you don't die, you live for ten thousand years! Besides, I'm curious what the Heavenly Dao will do when the time comes. What will it use to repay this Causality?

With that thought, all of Zhou Jun's misgivings instantly vanished. Without hesitation, he took a deep breath, as though intending to exhale all his doubts and hesitation at once. Then he swiftly reached into his robes and, as if performing a magic trick, pulled out the Green Lotus Hoe.

The entire Green Lotus Hoe was a faint azure color, like tender sprouts blooming in spring, and it emitted a refreshing aura. Zhou Jun gripped the handle tightly, as though it had become one with his body.

Zhou Jun fixed his gaze on the ground before him. Without the slightest pause, he suddenly swung the hoe and viciously dug into the earth. The hoe struck the ground with a crisp sound, as though the entire space trembled from the impact.

As the hoe dug down, it turned over a large piece of Netherworld Stone. The Netherworld Stone was pitch-black, like black jade in the night, radiating waves of cold air. Zhou Jun carefully set it aside, then sat cross-legged and began using his Mana to refine the stone.

His hands danced over the Netherworld Stone like butterflies, continuously pouring Mana into it. Nourished by his Mana, the Netherworld Stone gradually softened, as though it had been granted life. Seeing this, Zhou Jun's lips curled upward in a satisfied smile.

Next, he took out some Innate Spiritual Materials he had collected and added them one by one into the Netherworld Stone. He had gathered these Innate Spiritual Materials only after countless hardships, and every one of them contained boundless spiritual energy and essence.

As he added the Innate Spiritual Materials, Zhou Jun did not forget to refine some blood from the Sea of Blood into it as well. Though this blood was filled with baleful aura, after his special treatment, it could perfectly fuse with the Innate Spiritual Materials. This made the Stone Tablet more sturdy and durable, while also making it better suited to the aura of this place.

Zhou Jun devoted himself fully to refining the Stone Tablet. A thin layer of sweat gradually formed on his forehead, but his movements did not pause in the slightest. He used Great Dao Runes to carry the information he had obtained, then, like embroidery, inscribed those runes one by one into the Stone Tablet.

Every rune was like a star in the night sky, shining with a faint glow. The runes intertwined with one another, forming a mysterious and ancient pattern, as though recounting an unknown story.

Only in this way could Zhou Jun ensure that the Stone Tablet perfectly recorded the information he had obtained and remained intact through the passage of time.