He walked across the scree at the mountain's foot. Beneath the permeation of his Vast Righteous Qi, the rocks, riddled with holes by the weathering of ages, seemed to brighten slightly.
He walked through the ancient forest halfway up the mountain. As his aura brushed past the towering trees that had grown for untold tens of thousands of years, their branches and leaves swayed gently.
He walked along the cliffs on the mountain ridge. Beneath the touch of his palm, the rock faces, steep as blades, faintly sent back a warm response.
His divine sense remained extended to its fullest range, perceiving every detail of Mount Buzhou.
The course of the earth veins, the distribution of spiritual energy, the joints in the rock strata, the flow of the water veins.
His Law Deity circled above his head, its purple-gold dragon eyes surveying every corner of the mountain and imprinting all the information it perceived deep within his Divine Soul.
As time passed, the connection between him and Mount Buzhou grew clearer and closer.
At first, it had been only a faint pulse; later, it became a clearly discernible resonance.
His heartbeat gradually synchronized with Mount Buzhou's pulse, his breathing gradually fell into rhythm with the circulation of spiritual energy on Mount Buzhou, and his will gradually mingled with the Father God's lingering will within the mountain.
He reached the summit and stood on the blue stone where the thirteen of them had stood when they climbed to the top together all those years ago.
A sea of clouds churned beneath his feet, and fierce winds howled around him.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and unleashed his Vast Righteous Qi at full strength.
Golden light surged from his body and spread outward from the summit in every direction, from the