Buzhou Body Refinement, Martial Dao Domain, Great Fortune Descends!

Geng Metal, which excels in killing and warfare, is a perfect match for our Human Race Martial Dao's combat skills and divine abilities.

It's a shame it's only a high-grade Innate Spiritual Root. It only has miraculous effects when consumed by those below the Martial Emperor (Da Luo) realm; its effects on me are minimal.

His gaze sharp as a torch, Huang Tian stored the golden apple tree into the spatial dimension within the Kongtong Seal. His eyes remained fixed on Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain, formed from the spine of Great God Pangu, carries the most of Pangu's will.

Due to the oppressive pressure of Pangu's will, no living beings can be born within an infinite radius of Buzhou Mountain, let alone nurture plants and trees. It appears barren and desolate.

Since the creation of heaven and earth, an immeasurable amount of time has passed. Pangu's will has indeed weakened countless times, but it still exerts a terrifying pressure on beings below the Saint realm.

A Pangu, at the Half-step Great Dao realm, if he were to achieve the Great Dao, it's unimaginable how terrifying he would be.

"Hoo!"

Taking a deep breath, Huang Tian retracted the Kongtong Seal and even suppressed his own Blood Essence, relying purely on physical strength to resist Pangu's pressure.

In fact, even with the current dominance of Hongjun's Immortal Dao, there are still beings, aside from the Witch Clan, who focus solely on physical cultivation.

The Primordial World has several major body-refining sacred lands, including Buzhou Mountain, which uses Pangu's will pressure to temper the body and Nascent Soul.

The Nine Heavens Gang Wind, where even Grand Luo Golden Immortals might perish, is located at the junction of the Primordial World and the starry sky.

Lei Ze, a place where myriad lightning converges, is at the northwestern border.

The Human Race Martial Dao inherently cultivates both internally and externally.

How could Huang Tian miss an opportunity like Buzhou Mountain, a sacred land for body refinement?

"Stomp, stomp!"

With heavy steps, Huang Tian continuously climbed Buzhou Mountain.

Initially, Huang Tian's pace was swift, but after a hundred steps, the pressure doubled.

"A piece of cake!"

"Let the storm rage even harder!"

"I am a mid-stage Martial Emperor (Da Luo); a mere ten thousand zhang is nothing!"

Continuing his determined ascent, Huang Tian felt the pressure intensifying with each step.

At ten thousand zhang on Buzhou Mountain, an ordinary early-stage Da Luo would struggle to endure, unless they were a body-refining cultivator.

Having cultivated the Human Race Martial Dao, Huang Tian's physical body was only slightly weaker than that of the Witch Clan among his peers; a mere ten thousand zhang was nothing.

Within a few breaths, Huang Tian continued his steady upward progress.

One hundred thousand zhang!

Five hundred thousand zhang!

One million zhang!!

"Hoo!"

Panting heavily, Huang Tian's steps became arduous, each one taking a considerable amount of time.

This was almost Huang Tian's limit.

However, Huang Tian still did not deploy the Kongtong Seal or use his Blood Essence to weaken the pressure of Pangu's will.

At this moment, facing the pressure of Pangu's will, Huang Tian was like a lone boat in a tempestuous sea, liable to capsize at any moment, no matter how cautious he was.

But to become stronger quickly, this was a risk and a price that had to be paid.

Not only was Huang Tian's physical body being tempered by Pangu's will, but his Nascent Soul was also being refined, making his own will even more resilient.

This was extremely important foundation and capital for Huang Tian to cultivate into a Martial Saint (Quasi-Saint) in the future.

"Pop!"

After climbing another five hundred thousand zhang, reaching one and a half million zhang on Buzhou Mountain, Huang Tian felt a loosening in his mind. His divine sense, which had been compressed to only a few li, instantly spread out tens of thousands of zhang.

His Nascent Soul had activated its Martial Dao domain.

Within the domain, combat power cultivated through the Human Race Martial Dao received varying degrees of enhancement, not limited to Nascent Soul power but also including physical strength.

"That's about it!"

Reaching one million eight hundred thousand zhang, Huang Tian manifested his Martial Dao Dharma Image. He did not use it to bolster himself but allowed it to undergo the tempering of Pangu's will alongside him.

The Martial Dao Dharma Image, originally ten billion zhang in size, further improved, quickly reaching eleven billion zhang, a level that should have only been attainable by late-stage Martial Emperors.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The next moment, the Martial Dao Dharma Image fed Blood Essence back, tempering Huang Tian's physical body. His heart throbbed powerfully like muffled thunder.

The 129,600 acupoints on his body opened, absorbing the majestic Blood Essence surging from the Martial Dao Dharma Image, transforming into a surging bloody ocean in his limbs and bones.

The physical strength of the mid-stage Martial Emperor (Da Luo) realm began to loosen and slowly rise.

"Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!"

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pressure, Huang Tian continued to climb, the pressure doubling with each step.

Two million zhang. Without relying on his Martial Dao Dharma Image, Huang Tian was already unable to support himself.

Three million zhang. Even his Martial Dao Dharma Image was shaking violently, nearly collapsing.

Huang Tian, who shouldn't have been sweating, was now drenched in it, his lips pale.

Three million zhang was the critical point for a Martial Emperor.

Beyond this, even beings specifically trained for physical cultivation would need to be Quasi-Saints.

Huang Tian was already astonishing, reaching the peak of Da Luo from the middle stage of Martial Emperor, crossing two minor realms, to step into the region of Buzhou Mountain.

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!!"

"I am the Primordial Ancestor of the Martial Dao, a mere three million zhang? Who do you think you're underestimating?"

"Break! For! Me!"

Roaring madly, Huang Tian's eyes turned crimson as he forcefully took another step forward.

BOOM!

Pangu's will doubled again.

"Crack! Crack!"

Huang Tian's bones creaked, his flesh cracked, and blood continuously seeped out, flowing down.

In an instant, Huang Tian became a bloodied mess.

"Break!!!"

Shouting again, he forced himself to hold on, and streaks of violent Blood Essence surged up from his spine against the flow.

His Martial Dao Dharma Image, which had reached its limit, advanced further, reaching twelve hundred million zhang!!

Blood Essence surged through the Martial Dao Dharma Image, feeding back into Huang Tian's physical body.

The void trembled, ripples spreading out. Huang Tian felt the pressure around him ease, his Blood Essence becoming even more robust and violent.

"So good!"

He let out a cry of exhilaration, laughing heartily.

He had broken through! Late stage Martial Emperor (Da Luo)!!

With the Kongtong Seal and his Natal Divine Weapon, Huang Tian could slaughter any peak Da Luo being, regardless of their cultivation method.

At this moment, the strength of Huang Tian's physical body was rare even among the Great Witches of the Witch Clan.

"Stomp! Stomp!"

Taking a deep breath, Huang Tian continued to ascend, pushing his limits.

Three and a half million zhang!

Three million nine hundred eighty thousand zhang!

Four million zhang!!

A full ten thousand years passed, and Huang Tian still hadn't touched the edge of the mountain.

"Phew, still a ways to go before the mountainside. Let's push a bit harder!"

He looked up at the endless Buzhou Mountain, rested briefly, and prepared to continue climbing.

"Huh?"

Just then, a subtle premonition arose in Huang Tian's heart, causing him to stop involuntarily.

Without hesitation, Huang Tian followed the subtle guidance.

Beings at the Da Luo stage and above were extremely sensitive to opportunities and dangers.

This sudden premonition was surely a great opportunity, not to be missed!

Heading north, tens of millions of miles away, the premonition grew clearer and stronger.

Huang Tian meticulously searched the area, even using his Martial Dao domain to expand the range of his divine sense.

Finally, after ten thousand years of effort, Huang Tian found it!

"This is it!"

Standing before a natural Innate Formation, Huang Tian's face was filled with joy.

Within the Innate Formation, there was not only Innate Spiritual Qi but also Chaos Qi, and even Nine Heavens Gang Wind swirled within.

The surrounding heavenly secrets were chaotic, causing even Huang Tian's powerful Nascent Soul to momentarily lose focus.

Beings below the Quasi-Saint realm would easily become lost within, unable to extricate themselves.

"There must be a great treasure here!"

The more dangerous it was, the happier Huang Tian became, as this indicated a more significant opportunity within.