Main Fragment of the Creation Jade Butterfly, Pangu Jade Marrow!

Within the Primordial World, there were three great ancestral veins: Mount Buzhou, Kunlun Mountains, and Mount Shouyang.

Among them, Mount Buzhou was the foremost ancestral vein of the Primordial World. It had transformed from the spine left behind after Pangu's fall and contained countless fortuitous opportunities.

And at this moment, his Fortune was even more astonishing—Sage Lineage Fortune, Human Race Fortune, Interception Sect Fortune...

With so many streams of Fortune blessing him, all of them had been exhausted. Even if he were to find a Supreme Treasure, it probably wouldn't be strange.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked down at the myriad immortals of the Interception Sect, his expression calm. "The Interception Sect has three rules. Those who violate them will be severely punished without exception. Of course, if your conscience is clear, then these so-called three rules are merely empty words. I believe all my fellow disciples are people of virtue and merit, and naturally would not commit such heinous crimes. I hope you will all discipline yourselves strictly and harbor no thoughts of luck!"

After saying this, Zhao Gongming cupped his hands and bowed to his fellow disciples below. Then he respectfully returned behind Tongtian Cult Leader, assuming the posture of an old monk in meditation, utterly unconcerned with the gazes around him.

"Gongming's will is my will. Remember this well: quietly recite the Yellow Court Scripture, and do not incur karma again. Otherwise, should your bodies perish and your Dao vanish, you will have no one to blame but yourselves!!"

Tongtian Cult Leader wore a solemn expression and immediately began expounding the Dao above Golden Turtle Island.

Previously, Zhao Gongming's breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, along with his presentation of the white lotus and the cleansing of the Interception Sect, had delayed even the Dao lecture.

The voice of a Saint resounded throughout Golden Turtle Island, gradually calming the panicked myriad immortals of the Interception Sect.

Though the sect rules were strict, just as Zhao Gongming had said, as long as one did not violate them, one could naturally treat them as though they were nothing.

Before they knew it, a hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Gongming had thoroughly stabilized his Primordial Spirit cultivation.

After bidding farewell to Tongtian Cult Leader and his three younger sisters, he hesitated no longer. With a flicker of his figure, he vanished directly.

Buzz!

High in the skies of the Primordial World, a figure seemed to meld with the clear breeze. His speed was unbelievably fast, crossing hundreds of millions of li in an instant. Naturally, it was Zhao Gongming.

Even while traveling, he remained immersed in cultivation. Heaven-Defying Comprehension was certainly at his side, but his own effort was just as important.

The Primordial World was vast. Before he knew it, Zhao Gongming had traveled for ten thousand years.

"Oh?"

On this day, Zhao Gongming sensed something and slowly opened his eyes. Before him stood a towering ancestral vein that connected heaven and earth. Even Mount Shouyang of the past was like a little dirt mound in comparison. More than that, astonishing Opening-Heaven Pressure lingered upon it. Faintly, Zhao Gongming seemed to see a towering figure, its muscles knotted like dragons, holding open heaven and earth while emanating a terrifying pressure that looked down upon eternity and suppressed Primordial Chaos.

Clearly, this was the legendary Mount Buzhou. Even though he had already attained the Dao of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he still couldn't help but feel insignificant before it.

And this was merely the spine transformed from what Pangu had left behind after his fall. After hundreds of millions of years, its pressure had already weakened considerably.

It was difficult to imagine just how powerful Pangu had been at his peak. Even a Heavenly Dao Sage would likely be directly suppressed and slain on the spot by a single punch from him.

"I'm here!"

A mountain that looked near could run a horse to death. After first seeing Mount Buzhou, Zhao Gongming flew for another full ten thousand years before finally reaching its foot.

The opportunities on Mount Buzhou did not need to be deliberately sought; it was purely a matter of fate. Zhao Gongming wasn't worried that someone else would beat him to his opportunity. Step by step, he began climbing Mount Buzhou. Though this Opening-Heaven Pressure was terrifying, it could also temper the body. After all, he had refined the spiritual fruits and materials from two top-tier Grotto-Heaven Paradises. Even after attaining the Fourth Turn of the Profound Art, a vast amount of medicinal efficacy still lay dormant within him. With the aid of this Opening-Heaven Pressure, he could thoroughly refine it all.

At first, the climb was easy. But as his elevation increased, Pangu's pressure grew ever stronger, until even Zhao Gongming began to feel the strain.

Yet the stronger the pressure became, the more astonishingly fast the dormant medicinal efficacy in his body was refined. Whenever he reached his limit, another surge of strength would emerge from his fleshly body.

Without realizing it, Zhao Gongming had become completely immersed in climbing the mountain. He had forgotten fatigue. So long as he continued walking forward, the thought of giving up never even arose, and he had even forgotten his original purpose.

If any Great Supernatural Beings—or even Quasi-Sage experts—were to witness this, they would surely be envious. At this moment, Zhao Gongming had entered the legendary Selfless State.

Buzz!

On this day, a ripple emerged and jolted Zhao Gongming awake from the Selfless State. Only then did he discover in astonishment that, without realizing it, he had already reached the mountainside.

The pressure here was enough to make even Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals struggle, yet he handled it as easily as if lifting a light weight.

In that mysterious state earlier, the dormant medicinal efficacy in his body had been completely refined. His body-refining cultivation had also surged in one breath to the Completed Fourth Turn of the Profound Art—the level of a Perfected Body-Refining Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal. With such a body, even among the Witch Race, he was already second only to the Ancestral Witches, comparable to a top-tier Great Witch. The famed Great Witch Xingtian and Great Witch Houyi possessed no more than this level of physical body.

Not only that, within that profoundly mysterious state,

his comprehension of the Great Dao of Strength had risen to thirty percent, while his Primordial Spirit cultivation had surged in one breath to the Mid-Stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

Though he had only advanced by one minor realm, in the Primordial World, the further one progressed, the harder cultivation became.

When Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals entered seclusion, it was often measured in millions of years.

Such a rate of advancement was already exceedingly terrifying.

Besides that, Zhao Gongming felt that his state of mind had improved considerably. His control over his own strength seemed to have become much more refined as well.

The power of one's state of mind was profound and mysterious.

In his previous life, a woman trying to save her child could directly lift a small car. That was an incomprehensible force.

"I must have entered a mysterious state just now. Even the power of my state of mind improved considerably!"

Zhao Gongming carefully sensed his previous state. Under his Heaven-Defying Comprehension, he faintly gained some insight and was even confident that he could enter that state once more.

But he shook his head and looked ahead instead.

That was the source of the unseen pull.

Just now, it was precisely because he had sensed the fluctuations there that he had awakened from that profoundly mysterious state.

Buzz!

Zhao Gongming raised his hand and threw a punch. In an instant, the rocks within a hundred li trembled. This was Mount Buzhou—causing such a commotion here was already terrifying enough.

Under that punch, a hidden and intricate restriction slowly manifested.

At this sight, Zhao Gongming's spirits lifted. He immediately stepped forward and, with practiced ease, quickly broke the restriction before him and stepped inside.

"This is... Pangu Jade Marrow??"

The instant he entered the restriction, the sight before him left Zhao Gongming rooted to the spot, disbelief appearing on his face.

Before him lay a pool of milky-white spiritual liquid. It radiated unimaginable vitality, and an appalling pressure similar to that of Mount Buzhou lingered around it.

With a single glance, Zhao Gongming knew that this was the legendary Pangu Jade Marrow. Every drop contained boundless essence; it was a supreme divine treasure of legend.

Yet his gaze lingered on the Pangu Jade Marrow for only a moment before shifting directly above it.

There, a complete jade butterfly in the shape of a disk floated in midair, scattering boundless Dao Rhyme Divine Light. After just one look, Zhao Gongming could no longer tear his gaze away.

"The... Main Fragment of the Creation Jade Butterfly?"

"Hiss!"