To Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Hall

"Hahaha, Second Brother, look at that Old Thief Hongjun—fleeing in utter disgrace, how pathetic!

He thought he could scheme against us Sanqing, but now he knows our might!"

What Hongjun didn't know was that after his escape, unrestrained, joyful laughter rang out within the Innate Great Formation.

Shangqing Lingbao's laughter echoed through the formation.

"Third Brother, it was your quick thinking, but that was still perilously close just now.

If not for the protection of the Merit of World Creation, the two of us brothers would likely have been refined by that Hongjun, never to see the light of day."

Yuqing Yuanshi's heart still trembled with fear.

It turned out that moments ago, he had sensed the power of the Heavenly Dao about to touch him.

Shangqing Lingbao had suggested they actively trigger the Merit of World Creation to shield themselves.

No sooner had they invoked the Merit of World Creation than the Heavenly Dao power collided with it.

The Great Dao Thunder immediately descended as punishment, striking the Heavenly Dao directly.

Even the Heavenly Dao was nothing before the Great Dao Thunder, severely wounded and falling into slumber.

If it weren't the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Wilderness, it would have been struck dead by the Great Dao Thunder.

That was why Hongjun could no longer communicate with the Heavenly Dao through the Jade of Creation.

The Heavenly Dao had taken the calamity meant for Daoist Hongjun.

After all, the Great Dao Thunder detected that it was the Heavenly Dao's power that had touched the Merit of World Creation.

But even so, Hongjun was indirectly gravely injured.

Yuqing and Shangqing had no idea that their actions were so heaven-defying, directly crippling the Heavenly Dao into deep slumber.

They only thought they had merely wounded Hongjun.

"Third Brother, we should focus on cultivation, absorb the primordial qi, and strengthen our origins, so we can be born sooner and embark on the path of cultivation.

This Primordial Wilderness is far too dangerous—even a great power like Hongjun disregards his dignity to strike at us before we're even born.

We must hasten to improve our strength to have any means of self-preservation."

Yuqing Yuanshi's solemn voice rang out. He knew the Primordial Wilderness was dangerous, but he hadn't expected it to be this dangerous.

Before they were even gestated and born, they had to face an old monster like Hongjun.

If not for the Sanqing's Merit of World Creation protecting them, they would have been refined by Daoist Hongjun today.

"Indeed, that Old Thief Hongjun has no shame.

Good thing we had our treasures taken away by Big Brother. If Big Brother hadn't left, the three brothers' treasures would have been stolen by this Old Thief Hongjun today!"

Shangqing Lingbao also shuddered with lingering fear.

This Old Thief Hongjun not only had profound cultivation but could also borrow the Heavenly Dao's power to enter the Innate Great Formation.

He had even set his sights on the Sanqing's innate treasures, bullying them before they were born—truly an unworthy act.

Yuqing and Shangqing still didn't know that if Taiqing hadn't been born early, cutting off part of himself to replenish their origins and granting them early sentience, their Sanqing innate treasures would indeed have been stolen by the Old Thief Hongjun today.

The Chaos Bell was sent by Hongjun into the Sun Star, becoming Donghuang Taiyi's innate treasure.

The Taiji Diagram fell into the hands of Ancestor Yin Yang, while the Pangu Banner was kept by Hongjun for his own use.

It wasn't until after the Sermon at Purple Firmament Palace that Hongjun returned the Pangu Banner and Taiji Diagram.

As for the Chaos Bell, it was forever lost to the Sanqing, becoming Donghuang's divine treasure.

Leaving Kunlun Mountain, Taiqing had a clear goal—he headed straight for the sky-piercing Buzhou Mountain at the center of the Primordial Wilderness.

Taiqing had no sense of the crisis at Kunlun Mountain.

He only heard two thunderclaps boom from the chaos.

Then Taiqing sensed that the omnipresent suppression of the Heavenly Dao had actually lessened.

"What's this? The Heavenly Dao's suppression has weakened?

I feel the bottleneck in my cultivation loosening."

Taiqing looked up at the void of the Primordial Wilderness in confusion. Now, he was certain—the inability to break through was the Heavenly Dao's doing.

To allow Hongjun to attain sainthood, preach at Purple Firmament Palace, and harvest the destiny of all living beings, the Heavenly Dao had suppressed everyone's breakthroughs.

To break through, one needed a special method to evade the Heavenly Dao's suppression.

Or, one could enter the slaughter of a Tribulation.

But entering a Tribulation's slaughter was no simple matter.

The saying "Once you enter a Tribulation, you lose control of yourself" was no empty words.

Once one enters a Tribulation and becomes tainted by its calamitous aura, escape is impossible.

In the end, the most likely outcome is still death and the dissolution of one's Dao.

"I must hurry to Buzhou Mountain, formed from Father God's spine, and take advantage of the Heavenly Dao's weakened suppression to reach Pangu Hall.

Using the power of Pangu Hall, I will break through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin realm.

Such a golden opportunity cannot be missed—if I let it slip, whether there will be another chance is hard to say."

Taiqing wasted no more time, racing at his utmost speed toward the towering Buzhou Mountain that stood between heaven and earth.

Taiqing had no idea that his ability to sense the weakening of the Heavenly Dao's suppression was entirely due to his two younger brothers.

The Great Desolation World was vast and boundless, divided into five regions—the Eastern, Western, Southern, Northern, and Central Continents.

Though called five continents, they were connected, bordering one another.

Yet at the borders, there were clear boundaries, like a transparent light screen that separated the five continents distinctly.

Across the entire Great Desolation, the Central Continent was the largest, the Eastern Continent the second largest, and the Western Continent the smallest.

Kunlun Mountain was located in the Eastern Continent, while Buzhou Mountain sat at the very center of the Central Continent.

From any corner of the Great Desolation, the majestic shadow of Buzhou Mountain, the pillar holding up the sky, could be seen.

With his peak Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivation, even traveling at full speed, it took Taiqing two Eons to reach the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

"The Great Desolation World is truly boundless—how great was Father God, to have opened up such a vast expanse!"

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Taiqing looked up at its endless peak, his neck aching from the strain.

Only when he truly stood at its base did he realize how magnificent and awe-inspiring Buzhou Mountain was.

"How could such a Buzhou Mountain ever be toppled by that Gonggong fellow!

Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the Origin could not knock it down.

This matter, after all, is a scheme orchestrated by the Heavenly Dao and the Saints!

This time, I must protect the Great Desolation, protect Buzhou Mountain, and prevent Father God's spine from being damaged."

Taiqing murmured to himself, bowed three times to Buzhou Mountain, and followed the faint guidance of his Primordial Spirit.

Having truly witnessed the grandeur of Buzhou Mountain, the boundless pressure of Pangu's might, and the spine of the Great God Pangu that formed it—

How could it be snapped by Gonggong, a mere Golden Immortal of the Origin?

That was the spine of Pangu, who had stepped halfway onto the Great Dao, and Pangu's most renowned traits were the Dao of Strength and his Physical Body!

The hardest spine of all, even after transforming into the Great Desolation and degenerating over countless Eons, Could not be broken by a single Golden Immortal of the Origin.

It was still too early to dwell on the matter of Buzhou Mountain. Taiqing stopped pondering and pressed on toward Pangu Hall, guided by his senses.

For now, breaking through to the Golden Immortal of the Origin and walking the Law Path to Sainthood was the most urgent task.

But things rarely develop according to one's will.

Taiqing wanted to reach Pangu Hall quickly, and if nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected was bound to occur.

In the two Eons since leaving Kunlun Mountain for Buzhou Mountain, Taiqing had encountered no trouble.

Today, however, trouble came knocking.

"Halt! Which clan do you belong to, skulking around the foot of Buzhou Mountain?"