Taichu Leaves Seclusion, Buzhou Mountain Below to Preach the Dao

Hongjun left Pangu Hall and turned to fly toward Buzhou Mountain.

He had gained much along the way, but even someone as strong as Hongjun could only ascend most of Buzhou Mountain; any further, and he could not advance an inch.

Yet during the years Hongjun spent on Buzhou Mountain, tempered by its oppressive pressure, his cultivation had already reached Great Luo Golden Immortal Middle Stage.

Feeling the changes in his body, Hongjun was overjoyed.

He immediately returned to his Daoist Temple on Jade Capital Mountain to stabilize his Great Luo Golden Immortal Middle Stage cultivation.

In the Primordial World, years were uncounted; in the blink of an eye, fifty thousand years passed.

By now, many living beings had appeared in the Primordial World, but without cultivation techniques.

Most were only at the Earth Immortal or Heavenly Immortal level, with only a few exceptionally gifted ones barely reaching the Golden Immortal realm.

Many more had merely awakened their intelligence but still struggled to take form.

One day, at the East Sea Coast, a burst of golden light blazed within Three Immortals Island. Taichu, clad in snow-white robes with long hair streaming, descended gracefully from the air.

If not for the concealment of Three Immortals Island's Island-Protecting Array, this aura would have stretched for billions of miles.

Seeing that some beings on the island had already taken form, and even those who hadn't had gained intelligence, Taichu felt deeply gratified.

These were the native beings of Three Immortals Island, the island's living strength.

"Great Luo Golden Immortal Perfection—I never expected to cross a minor realm in just fifty thousand years. This Enlightenment Tree is truly an excellent aid for comprehending the Dao."

"It's time to go see the Primordial World."

With that, he took a single step, crossing billions of miles, and reached the foot of Buzhou Mountain in just three or five strides.

Along the way, Taichu saw that the Primordial World was the same as Three Immortals Island.

Many beings had already taken form one after another, and even those who hadn't had gained intelligence. The only trouble was their lack of techniques and their pitifully low cultivation.

So Taichu stood atop Buzhou Mountain and declared in a clear voice, "I am Taichu. In two thousand years, I will preach the Dao at Buzhou Mountain. All living beings may come to listen."

Taichu's voice rang out like a great bell, spreading to every corner of the Primordial World. But vast as the Primordial World was, only those with the fate to hear it did.

Inside Jade Capital Mountain, Hongjun, who had been in seclusion stabilizing his realm, slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmph, stealing the spotlight before this Old Ancestor. When I emerge from seclusion, I'll see just how much weight you carry."

By now, Hongjun had reached Great Luo Golden Immortal Middle Stage.

Thinking of his Creation Jade Disc, which could accelerate his comprehension of cultivation, and remembering that when he last met Taichu, he was still at Great Luo Golden Immortal Initial Stage, he let out a cold snort and returned to seclusion.

Yet, in the depths of fate, he felt as though he had missed some opportunity.

In the Northernmost Land of the Primordial World, Hun Kun Old Ancestor and Limitless Old Ancestor heard this and were filled with rage.

"We need to speed up our cultivation. He dared to seize our immortal islands and wound us so gravely—if I don't avenge this, I'm no Demon God," Hun Kun Old Ancestor muttered before returning to cultivation.

But the Northernmost Land was not home only to Hun Kun Old Ancestor and Limitless Old Ancestor's faction.

In a deep abyss within the Northernmost Land dwelled a born emperor, Beast Emperor Shen Ni.

By now, Shen Ni's cultivation had reached the peak of Great Luo Golden Immortal Initial Stage.

The reason he never emerged was that his Four Ferocious Beasts had yet to take form.

Shen Ni glanced toward Buzhou Mountain, then returned to seclusion.

"Preaching or not, it doesn't matter. When This Emperor emerges, all of you will kneel at my feet."

Those who achieve great things can endure the moment. As a born emperor, Shen Ni naturally knew what mattered most.

For now, the priority was to wait for his entire beast army to descend. Only then would it be time for him, Beast Emperor Shen Ni, to emerge.

At Mount Sumeru in the Western Ancestral Land, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou frowned slightly upon hearing Taichu's Dao voice.

"I didn't expect someone in this world to have higher cultivation than this Demon Ancestor."

Looking at the Four Great Demon Kings, who had yet to emerge, Luo Hou slowly closed his eyes and returned to cultivation.

At this moment, Taichu, a Great Luo Golden Immortal Perfection, couldn't care less about all that. He was unequivocally the number one figure in the Primordial World.

Standing atop Buzhou Mountain, Taichu let his thoughts flow and in an instant arrived at Kunlun Mountain.

"I left in a hurry last time and didn't get to see you three little ones. I wonder how you're doing."

With that, Taichu came to the place of the Three Purities, born from Pangu's Primordial Spirit.

He hadn't seen it before, but now that he did, it made him furious.

Three strands of pure qi intertwined. The largest, which was Laozi, was slowly devouring the origin of the other two, while another, whose origin was being consumed, was in turn devouring the smallest.

The three strands of pure qi, originally split into three, and the three portions of Great Dao Merit, also split into three, were being stealthily stolen bit by bit by Laozi and Yuanshi.

"How dare you!" He was already enraged. Taichu raised his hand to strike, but halfway up, he slowly lowered it.

He calculated on his fingers but could not determine who had orchestrated this. Taichu grew even more furious.

"In the end, divine abilities cannot surpass fate. Forget it. Forget it."

Lowering his raised hand, Taichu took one last deep look at the three strands of pure qi, then turned and left without looking back.

After Taichu left, the largest clump of clear qi trembled in terror—it hadn't been unafraid before, but too scared to even move, terrified that Taichu would strike and annihilate it.

"Scared This Old Man to death, scared This Old Man to death!"

With that, the three clumps of clear qi, which had been tangled together, gradually separated.

With a shift of thought, Taichu appeared outside Pangu Hall.

Unlike Hongjun, Pangu Hall not only exerted no pressure on Taichu but also felt unusually close.

If Hongjun found out, he'd probably be so angry his nose would twist crooked.

The moment Taichu reached the gate of Pangu Hall, it swung open on its own.

Stepping inside, Taichu could clearly sense a great difference from last time.

The life aura of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, born from Pangu's twelve drops of heart blood, had grown much stronger.

"Who are you? How can you enter this hall?"

The speaker was Di Jiang, the Ancestral Witch of Space.

Though his voice was stubborn, it betrayed a hint of fear.

Yet even so, he shielded his younger brothers and sisters behind him.

Taichu looked at the twelve blood cocoons in the Blood Pool, huddled tightly together, with one standing at the very front. He nodded in satisfaction.

Taichu did not answer Di Jiang's words.

Instead, he looked at the Blood Pool and said, "You must be Di Jiang. You're good."

With that, he pointed a finger at Di Jiang.

"Don't hurt our big brother! Don't you dare hurt our big brother!"

Hearing the voices from the Blood Pool, Taichu smiled and withdrew from Pangu Hall.

Suddenly, a voice echoed inside.

"Di Jiang, cultivate this skill well. When the time is right, pass it on to your younger brothers and sisters. Do not slack off. I will come to check on you in due time."

What Taichu passed to Di Jiang was the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Skill. The Witch Clan had no Primordial Spirit, so this skill was the most suitable for them.

If cultivated to great completion, all Twelve Ancestral Witches could Prove Dao with Strength.

Those three fellows were a lost cause, but these little ones were all Big Brother's direct descendants. Naturally, I should take good care of them.

Stepping out of Pangu Hall, Taichu intended to set up a formation to protect it.

But on closer look, Pangu Hall itself was at least an Innate Treasure. Setting up a formation was entirely unnecessary.

Checking the time, the two-thousand-year mark was nearly up, so Taichu found a random immortal mountain at the foot of Buzhou Mountain to prepare for preaching.