Kunlun Mountain, Great Opportunity? Entering Buzhou Mountain, Tempering the Physical Body!

Upon hearing this, Kuafu leaped out of the great pit, his gaze fixed squarely on Qin Mu.

"Good, refreshing!"

"Daoist Qin Mu, you win!"

Kuafu sighed, voluntarily conceding defeat.

He understood clearly that if this had been a life-or-death struggle, he would likely have already fallen here.

Qin Mu's strength far exceeded his imagination.

Moreover, in their just-concluded battle, Qin Mu had only manifested his true form, without employing any spiritual treasures or divine abilities.

The Witch Clan loved battle and held great reverence for power.

Seeing Qin Mu's strength so overwhelming, Kuafu was thoroughly convinced in defeat.

The many onlooking creatures were thrown into an uproar.

Who could have imagined that Qin Mu would defeat a Great Witch renowned for physical prowess in a head-on confrontation?

"He won?"

"Daoist Qin Mu actually defeated the Great Witch Kuafu?"

"How is he this powerful?"

"What Primordial Spiritual Object is his true form?"

"Truly terrifying beyond measure!"

"..."

Unmoved by the crowd's exclamations, Qin Mu smiled toward Kuafu in acknowledgment, then turned back to Duobao and Yu Ding.

At this moment, Duobao and Yu Ding were both slack-jawed, their faces full of disbelief.

"Daoist Qin Mu, you... isn't your strength a bit too outrageous?"

Yu Ding remarked, his eyes filled with shock as he looked at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu smiled faintly, offering no reply to Yu Ding, but instead turned his gaze to Duobao:

"Daoist Duobao."

"This time I enter Buzhou Mountain, it will likely be a long while before I emerge."

"If you grow impatient waiting, you may head to Kunlun Mountain."

Pausing here, Qin Mu added meaningfully:

"There, perhaps a great opportunity awaits you."

Then, without waiting for Duobao to react, Qin Mu turned and walked into Buzhou Mountain.

Kuafu made no move to stop him.

After all, the Witch Clan's rules stood firm: whoever could defeat him could freely enter and exit Buzhou Mountain.

Duobao watched Qin Mu's retreating figure, murmuring with slight doubt:

"Kunlun Mountain?"

"A great opportunity?"

Though puzzled, after so many years of companionship, Duobao knew Qin Mu would not speak without reason.

Since he said to go to Kunlun Mountain, there must be a cause behind it.

After a moment's thought, a glint of determination flashed in Duobao's eyes, and he decided to head to Kunlun Mountain to investigate.

Seeing Duobao about to leave, Yu Ding quickly called out:

"Daoist Duobao, wait!"

"Hm?"

Duobao turned back to look at Yu Ding, a puzzled expression on his face:

"Daoist Yu Ding, is there something else?"

Yu Ding did not answer immediately, instead wearing a thoughtful expression.

Just now, when he heard Qin Mu mention Kunlun Mountain, a faint tugging sensation had stirred deep in his heart.

As if something was waiting for him there.

"Could it be that on Kunlun Mountain, a great opportunity also awaits me?"

Suddenly, this thought flashed through Yu Ding's mind.

He mused that if he could become a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, it would truly be a tremendous stroke of fortune.

With this thought, Yu Ding quickly snapped back to reality, smiling at Duobao:

"Daoist Duobao, I am no match for the Great Witch Kuafu, so staying here is useless."

"Shall we journey together to Kunlun Mountain?"

Hearing Yu Ding's words, Duobao paused briefly, gave it no further thought, and nodded: "Alright."

With that, Duobao and Yu Ding lingered no longer and departed together.

After the two left, many of the other beings present also chose to withdraw.

Having witnessed the strength of the Great Witch Kuafu, they knew their own limits.

With their own power, they simply could not defeat Kuafu.

Kuafu paid them no mind.

He was only tasked with guarding the entrance; anyone who could defeat him, like Qin Mu, would naturally be allowed through.

Just then, a figure arrived at the entrance of Buzhou Mountain.

This person was enormous in stature, a giant axe resting on one shoulder and a shield held in the other hand.

His presence was formidable; every step he took seemed to shake the earth and mountains.

It was none other than another Great Witch of the Witch Clan—Xing Tian!

Soon, Xing Tian reached Kuafu's side, his gaze burning as he stared at him and said: "Kuafu, I heard you were defeated by someone?"

"Where is that person?"

Hearing this, Kuafu gave a bitter smile, somewhat helpless, and glanced toward the interior of Buzhou Mountain: "He's already entered Buzhou Mountain."

"Oh?"

Xing Tian let out a surprised sound, a flicker of disappointment passing through his eyes.

Earlier, when his clansmen reported that Kuafu had been defeated, Xing Tian had rushed over immediately.

He wanted to see just what kind of being could beat Kuafu.

After all, in his tribe, Kuafu was the strongest besides himself.

"Interesting."

"I'd like to meet the one who could defeat Kuafu."

Xing Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, anticipation gleaming within them.

Hearing this, Kuafu smiled faintly and said no more.

"Boom!"

On the other side, Qin Mu had already entered the interior of Buzhou Mountain.

The moment he stepped inside, an overwhelmingly terrifying aura of pressure instantly descended upon him.

"Such... such a terrifying presence!"

Qin Mu marveled inwardly. Even with his cultivation at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, he found himself oppressed by this aura, struggling to breathe.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Pausing briefly, Qin Mu took a deep breath.

"No wonder Buzhou Mountain is said to be the spine of the Great God Pangu."

"Just staying here brings such a crushing force!"

"A place like this is perfect for tempering the physical body!"

With this thought, a look of determination flashed in Qin Mu's eyes. He resolved to use the pressure within Buzhou Mountain to hone his flesh.

Then, he tensed every muscle, dispersing all his spiritual power.

Relying solely on his physical strength, he began to climb up Buzhou Mountain.

What left Qin Mu utterly astounded was this:

Without the support of his spiritual power, every step was excruciatingly difficult, as if a massive mountain were weighing down on him.

"Grit..."

"Persevere!"

Qin Mu clenched his teeth, his expression filled with unyielding resolve.

Unbeknownst to him, a thousand years passed.

Throughout these thousand years, Qin Mu had been climbing Buzhou Mountain using only his physical body.

In the beginning, he could only manage one step per day.

Truly, with every step taken, the pressure he bore increased by a measure.

By the time he reached the later stages, Qin Mu had gradually adapted to the pressure, and after a full day, he could manage ten steps.

Beyond this, Qin Mu also discovered something else.

As he tempered his physical body in this manner, it was undergoing a qualitative transformation—every inch of flesh and blood seemed to contain terrifying power.

And the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill passed down to him by the Three Pure Ones had also entered the third revolution.

At the same time, what delighted Qin Mu even more was this.

His original form, the Innate Green Lotus Sword Grass, grew increasingly solid under the refinement of this oppressive force.

The thirty-six Sword Leaves blazed with even sharper edges, and at the center, the green lotus bloomed, releasing even more Chaos Qi Flow.

Meanwhile.

At Kunlun Mountain.

Three vast auras surged into the sky, stirring the winds and clouds of the nine heavens.

The next moment, three figures emerged from their secluded cultivation.

Taishang, with the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above his head, his gaze deep as an abyss; Yuanshi, holding the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, his entire being flowing with the rhythm of the Dao; Tongtian, carrying the Qingping Sword on his back, Sword Qi stretching across ten thousand miles.

After emerging from seclusion, the three exchanged glances, each recognizing that their cultivation had advanced under isolation.