As they walked out of Pangu Hall, a towering mountain so vast its end could not be seen appeared before the Ancestral Witches.
Mount Buzhou had been transformed from Pangu's spine after he died opening the heavens. It stretched across the center of the Prehistoric World's earth, supporting the entire Prehistoric World.
The Ancestral Witches exchanged glances. Since they had made their decision, they would not back down. They lifted their feet and walked toward Mount Buzhou, which radiated boundless divine might.
This Mount Buzhou—they, the Ancestral Witches, would reach its summit.
As the Ancestral Witches stepped onto Mount Buzhou, a pressure swept over them, and their bodies immediately sank downward.
After sensing this pressure, Houtu subconsciously circulated the technique cultivated by the Ancestral Witches—the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.
In the next instant, endless baleful qi surged into her body. The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique circulated with extraordinary smoothness, and she even had the illusion that Mount Buzhou seemed to have been born for the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.
The dense baleful qi around Houtu drew the attention of the other Ancestral Witches. Dijiang asked, "Little sister, what is this...?"
"Brothers, sisters, circulate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and you'll know."
Hearing this, the other Ancestral Witches all began circulating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique. Dense baleful qi surged out from within Mount Buzhou, and the Ancestral Witches immersed themselves in it, forgetting for a time to climb Mount Buzhou.
"Hahaha, this feels amazing."
"Haha, let's live on Mount Buzhou from now on. This is just too good."
"If we had a large amount of resources to assist us as well, we should be able to reach the eighth revolution of the Mysterious Technique very quickly."
Only after quite a while did the Ancestral Witches come back to themselves and