Primordial Wilderness: Starting by Downloading Pangu's Cultivation

Ten thousand years later.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Qing Tian looked up at the peak that stretched beyond sight.

Buzhou Mountain, known as the pillar that held up the heavens and earth of the Primordial Wilderness, was formed from the spine of Great God Pangu.

Its height was immeasurable, standing at the very center of the Primordial Wilderness, naturally inheriting the mighty will of Great God Pangu.

"Master, I won't be going up Buzhou Mountain with you. I want to return to Undying Mountain," Meng Wu suddenly said to Qing Tian, who stood at the mountain's base. She had been away for tens of thousands of years; it was time to go back.

"Alright, go on. Once I come down from Buzhou Mountain, I'll go to Undying Mountain to find you," Qing Tian replied.

"Thank you, Master."

Meng Wu had worried that Qing Tian might not let her leave, but upon hearing his answer, she directly tore through the void and departed.

Qing Tian gazed at the towering Buzhou Mountain, and a scene surfaced unbidden in his mind.

In the chaos, Pangu pressed forward without hesitation, seeking the ultimate Dao. He fought alone against the Three Thousand Demon Gods, ultimately opening the heavens and splitting the earth, using his body to hold up the sky and ground, transforming into all things.

What a pity.

Sigh.

Qing Tian let out a long sigh. How many living beings had charged forward one after another in pursuit of the Supreme Dao?

Even risking death, they did not hesitate.

Time to begin the climb.

Qing Tian could hardly wait to enter Buzhou Mountain, wondering if there were any Innate Treasures within that could help him raise his cultivation again.

He strolled forward into Buzhou Mountain, climbing toward the heights. Feeling the vast pressure radiating from the towering mountain, Qing Tian's expression remained unchanged. He had personally witnessed Pangu's oppressive might; a mere pressure of this level could never stop him.

One step, two steps, three steps!

And so Qing Tian began his long ascent.

A hundred years later.

At an altitude of thirty thousand meters.

Qing Tian's expression was still unchanged, but a trace of pressure was now clearly felt on his body. Still, it was bearable.

"Look!"

"Another newcomer has arrived."

"This is the first being to enter this place in fifty thousand years."

"..."

Just as Qing Tian reached the thirty-thousand-meter mark, a voice reached his ears.

Hearing the sound, Qing Tian looked up ahead. There, not far away, sat a host of beings.

Some were strong, some weak.

Qing Tian's gaze paused on an Innate Demon God seated to the west, and he was startled, for he sensed something unusual about that demon god's aura.

At the same time Qing Tian's eyes lingered on that Innate Demon God, the demon god also noticed him.

He had been here for seventy thousand years, and this was the first time he had encountered such a powerful being.

Qing Tian paid little attention to these stares. As long as they didn't provoke him, it was fine.

Just as Qing Tian prepared to climb higher, the Innate Demon God who had been sitting nearby had somehow already appeared before him.

"May I ask how this fellow Daoist is called? I am Ancestor Qiankun, at your service." Ancestor Qiankun came to Qing Tian's side and greeted him with a bow.

Qing Tian, who had been about to leave, was startled when he heard the name the Innate Demon God who had suddenly appeared before him announced.

Damn!

This guy is Ancestor Qiankun.

The very Ancestor Qiankun who would later be tricked by Ancestor Hongjun.

In the future Dao-Demon Tribulation, Ancestor Hongjun, in order to oppose the Rakshasa Demon Ancestor, would invite several powerful Innate Demon Gods to join the siege.

Among them was an Innate Demon God named Ancestor Qiankun.

In the end, all the Innate Demon Gods invited by Ancestor Hongjun perished, leaving only Ancestor Hongjun himself alive.

Talk about being thoroughly played.

Seeing Qing Tian's expression, Ancestor Qiankun was also taken aback. What, did he know him?

But Ancestor Qiankun was certain that he had never met Qing Tian before.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Qiankun. I am Qing Tian," Qing Tian replied, recovering his composure.

Ancestor Qiankun hadn't paid much attention at first, but when he came to his senses, his eyes went wide as he stared at Qing Tian from head to toe.

Qing Tian!

Ancestor Qiankun could hardly believe his ears. The demon god standing before him was actually Qing Tian.

Over these tens of thousands of years, Ancestor Qiankun had heard of Qing Tian's reputation. He could be considered the first Innate Demon God to shake the Primordial Wilderness.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Qing Tian. I've heard of your deeds in the past. Now that we meet, you truly are formidable."

Ancestor Qiankun naturally sensed the aura emanating from Qing Tian. Though he concealed it well, fellow Innate Demon Gods could easily detect it.

Golden Immortal of the Origin!

He never imagined Qing Tian's cultivation would be so powerful, already having stepped into the ranks of Golden Immortal of the Origin.

As for Ancestor Qiankun himself, he was merely a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal at the peak.

The gap between them was far too great.

Qing Tian looked at Ancestor Qiankun and asked, "Fellow Daoist Qiankun, have you happened to encounter a demon god named Hongjun?"

"Hongjun?"

Ancestor Qiankun shook his head. "Since I emerged into this world, Fellow Daoist Qing Tian, you are the first Innate Demon God I have met. Is this Hongjun a friend of yours?"

"No." Qing Tian chuckled. "If you ever encounter this Hongjun in the future, Fellow Daoist Qiankun, try not to associate with him."

"Ah, why is that, Fellow Daoist?" Ancestor Qiankun asked in confusion. He had no connection with this Hongjun, so why would Qing Tian say such a thing?

"I am skilled in the art of divination. Just now I performed a reading for you and discovered that you will fall by this man's hand in the future. So I am giving you a warning."

Qing Tian spoke nonsense with a straight face, but his manner and expression seemed entirely for Ancestor Qiankun's benefit.

And truth be told, Ancestor Qiankun was indeed frightened by Qing Tian's words.

After all, Qing Tian was a Golden Immortal of the Origin—he would naturally not deceive him.

"Very well, thank you for the warning, Fellow Daoist."

Ancestor Qiankun had already made up his mind: if he ever encountered this Ancestor Hongjun in the future, he would flee as far as possible.

As for Ancestor Hongjun, what would he think?

Truly, disaster descends from the heavens while one sits quietly at home.

At the same time, in a cave dwelling somewhere in the Primordial Wilderness, a mysterious figure sat cross-legged.

"How strange. Why do I feel someone is scheming against This Ancestor?"

The mysterious figure murmured softly.

Buzhou Mountain.

After Qing Tian and Ancestor Qiankun had conversed for several days, Qing Tian prepared to continue ascending.

Rumble!

Suddenly, at that moment, a burst of dazzling light erupted from a place not far away.

Whoosh!

In an instant.