At this moment.
Helpless, Hongjun could only silently communicate with the Heavenly Dao in his heart, truthfully reporting that his negotiations had failed and that he had no options left.
Within the Heavenly Dao Space, that vast and boundless Heavenly Dao Will fell into prolonged silence.
After a long while, the Heavenly Dao Will finally conveyed its next thought.
Since the Creation Green Lotus could not be taken back, then so be it. Hongjun was to return to his Daoist sanctuary at once and cultivate wholeheartedly, making sure to attain sainthood as soon as possible to make up for the deficiencies in the operation of the Heavenly Dao.
Hongjun let out a long sigh, cast a deep glance at the trail Tianlu had left in the void, then turned into a stream of clear qi and fled toward White Jade Capital on Yujing Mountain.
At the same time, the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning that had been circling above Tianlu's head, continuously rumbling in threat and intimidation, silently dissipated into the void.
The Heavenly Dao already knew that this Pixiu was not afraid of lightning punishment at all. He even treated the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning as a celebration for his entrance.
Since intimidation was ineffective, and it could not truly strike this Child of the Great Dao dead, the Heavenly Dao could only grit its teeth and accept Tianlu's seizure of the Creation Green Lotus.
However, when the vast Eye of Heavenly Dao noticed that Tianlu was flying toward Mount Buzhou, formed from Pangu's spine, the Heavenly Dao Will trembled slightly.
Mount Buzhou was the center of the Primordial World, containing endless Creation and opportunities.
Not only would it give birth to the future Twelve Ancestral Witches, it also concealed the Demon Race's future Heavenly Court, as well as countless opportunities tied to the great powers of the future Witch-Demon Tribulation.
If this treasure-greedy, treasure-devouring Pixiu were allowed to enter and wreak havoc, the destined course of the Primordial World would surely be thrown into utter chaos by him.
To preserve the operation of the Heavenly Dao's greater momentum, the Heavenly Dao secretly brought down its mighty Heavenly Dao Laws, silently concealing every opportunity, Xiantian Array, Numinous Treasure, and Spiritual Root within Mount Buzhou that belonged to the great powers of the Wu-Demon Tribes era.
Only after doing all this did the Heavenly Dao relax slightly.
In the Heavenly Dao's view, as long as no particular great power or divine being was there to draw upon Law of Fortune, and there was no guidance from Heavenly Secrets, this Pixiu would never find those core opportunities deliberately hidden by the Heavenly Dao even if he wandered Mount Buzhou for a dozen Yuanhuis.
Elsewhere, Tianlu, who was lying atop Cloud Treasure, keenly sensed that the oppressive aura of heavenly punishment above him had completely vanished.
He looked back and saw that Hongjun had not continued chasing him, immediately letting out a long breath of relief.
Looks like I guessed right. The identity of a Pet of the Great Dao is practically a golden immunity token in the Primordial World.
Tianlu stroked his chin, a smug smile curling across his lips.
Even someone like Hongjun—the future Dao Ancestor and the Heavenly Dao's chosen spokesperson—dared not make a move against him.
As long as he did not foolishly take the initiative to attack, the other party would never dare retaliate.
Back at West Kunlun, Queen Mother of the West, Yang Hui, had suffered backlash because she had first harbored ill intent toward him and actively attacked, thereby triggering the passive punishment of a Pet of the Great Dao.
Having figured this out, Tianlu was completely free of worries.
Since neither Hongjun nor the Heavenly Dao could do anything to him, could he not roam freely throughout this vast Primordial World?
He stretched lazily, his blazing gaze fixed upon the towering divine mountain ahead, which connected heaven and earth and radiated an ancient, primordial aura.
Mount Buzhou, formed from Great God Pangu's spine—the foremost divine mountain of the Primordial World. It surely contained tremendous opportunities.
Time drifted on, and a thousand years passed.
Standing upon Cloud Treasure, the Innate Mid-Grade Spiritual Treasure he had casually refined, Tianlu leisurely traveled through the boundless sea of clouds before finally arriving at that towering divine mountain stretching between heaven and earth.
The moment he stepped into Mount Buzhou's domain, a vast, ancient, desolate pressure of Pangu swept toward him like an invisible ocean.
This pressure originated from Great God Pangu, who had opened heaven and earth, carrying a supreme majesty that overlooked the ages and suppressed Hongmeng.
At the beginning of heaven's opening, even Hunyuan Golden Immortals and Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals found it difficult to stand beneath this pure Heaven-Opening Will.
By the time of the Dragon-Han First Tribulation, experts at the Daluo Golden Immortal realm could barely withstand the pressure and set foot upon it.
By the future era of the Witch-Demon Tribulation, even Golden Immortals of the Taiyi Realm would be able to move freely within Mount Buzhou.
As Tianlu felt this pressure now, he clearly sensed that it had weakened far too much compared to the legends.
Who knew what had happened? Perhaps as time passed, Pangu Will had gradually merged into the lands of the Primordial World, or perhaps the Heavenly Dao had been quietly wearing away Pangu's traces.
Tianlu did not care about any of that. Strong or weak, as long as the pressure did not interfere with his treasure hunt, it was fine.
He descended from the clouds at the outskirts of Mount Buzhou and officially began his treasure-hunting journey.
Along the way, Tianlu swaggered across one mountain peak after another.
He discovered that in the outer and middle regions of Mount Buzhou, there were not many great powers at the Daluo Golden Immortal realm occupying mountains as their territory.
Most of the beings who had settled here were merely Golden Immortals. Although there were Golden Immortals of the Taiyi Realm as well, they were ultimately few in number.
When they saw Tianlu, a remarkable Pixiu that was neither ox nor tiger and bore twin horns upon his head, floating over their territory.
These beings who ruled their mountains had originally intended to jump out and block his path, putting on the airs of local tyrants to demand a toll.
But before they could open their mouths, the pressure of Tianlu's Middle Daluo Golden Immortal Stage cultivation made those Golden Immortals and Golden Immortals of the Taiyi Realm tremble in terror.
Cold sweat drenched their bodies as they forcibly swallowed the threats that had reached their lips. They hurriedly lowered their heads and prostrated themselves, allowing Tianlu to swagger through their airspace.
Tianlu looked down below, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.
The number of Golden Immortals of the Taiyi Realm on Mount Buzhou far exceeded that outside Mount Buzhou.
As expected of the foremost divine mountain of the Primordial World.
By common sense, Golden Immortals of the Taiyi Realm should only have been able to truly ignore the pressure and enter Mount Buzhou during the era of the Wu-Demon Tribes.
But in truth, after the Dao-Devil War in the Western Lands ended, the Primordial World's earth veins were damaged, and Mount Buzhou's Pangu pressure had already begun to gradually fade.
The Golden Immortals of the Taiyi Realm of today could already establish Daoist sanctuaries and cultivate diligently on some of the branch ranges and outer mountains within Mount Buzhou.
At this moment, Tianlu focused his mind and began wandering through the vast and boundless Buzhou Mountain Range, searching with all his strength for opportunities.
Relying on his Innate Divine Ability, whose fortune far surpassed that of others, as well as his natural instinctive sensitivity toward treasures, Tianlu did indeed find some good things over the next ten thousand years.
He traveled between hidden valleys and cliffs, finding quite a few Innate Low-Grade Spiritual Roots and retrieving several Innate Low-Grade Spiritual Treasures from damaged Xiantian Arrays.
But as time passed, Tianlu gradually began to sense that something was wrong.
This was Mount Buzhou, formed from Pangu's spine and the center where the Primordial World's Law of Fortune converged. It would have been one thing if the opportunities here were inferior to those of Kunlun Mountain.
But why did it now take him at least a thousand years just to find the most ordinary Innate Low-Grade Spiritual Root?!
This was absolutely abnormal. Someone had definitely set him up!
Tianlu hovered above a mountain peak, stroking his chin with a slight frown.
The laws within him that governed the Law of Fortune in the world stirred faintly, and he immediately detected that barely perceptible, unnatural trace between heaven and earth.
After pondering for only a moment, Tianlu guessed the culprit behind this scheme.
In this Primordial World, the only one capable of such heaven-reaching methods—silently concealing all the opportunities across Mount Buzhou.
And even deceiving the fortune-sensing of a Pet of the Great Dao like him—was probably the Heavenly Dao.
To stop him from finding those core opportunities tied to the Primordial World's greater momentum, fearing that he would ruin the future destined course, the Heavenly Dao had resorted to such underhanded tactics, using Heavenly Dao Laws to seal away and conceal all those supreme Numinous Treasures and top-tier arrays.
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