On the other side.
Lin Xuan followed the faint sense of resonance.
He arrived deep within Mount Buzhou.
He sensed that the faint summons had grown even stronger.
It seemed that the spiritual treasure was impatient to meet him.
It was just that it appeared to be caught in some sort of situation and was unable to break free immediately.
Otherwise, it would have thrown itself into Lin Xuan's arms long ago, and he would not have needed to search for it himself.
After sensing this urgent intent, a faint smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
Then he walked unhurriedly toward the depths of Mount Buzhou.
At the same time.
True Person Huang Long, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect, was also searching for treasures amid the ruins of Mount Buzhou.
This famous Four-No True Person of Chan Sect—without a magic treasure, without brains, without victories, and without disciples—had his Three Flowers on the Crown severed and the Five Qi in the Belly scattered by the Three Sisters of Sanxiao in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Great Formation.
Only now, with the help of the peaches and Ginseng Fruit given to him by Primordial Heavenly Venerate, had he barely managed to recover his former cultivation.
This time, he had learned his lesson.
He decided to come to Mount Buzhou and search for a suitable treasure to protect himself.
Otherwise, if things continued like this, he would have no face left to remain among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect.
One had to know that he was a virtuous man who had attained the Dao back during the era of the Three Sovereigns.
But he had never expected that after leaving the mountain this time to participate in the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation,
he would first be