"Will those people who coveted our gourd vine on Mount Buzhou back then grow bolder after breaking through and come to Mount Buzhou looking for trouble?"
Gonggong rubbed his chin, a flicker of eagerness flashing through his eyes.
"Come looking for trouble?"
Zhu Rong sneered, toying with the Eight-Scenery Palace Lamp in his hand. "If they dare come, I'll show them what it means to come but never leave!"
"Do not be careless."
Zhu Jiuyin looked composed, the phantom of the River of Time flowing through his eyes. "Although the Three-Corpse Severing path takes a shortcut, once one corpse is severed, one's strength will indeed undergo a qualitative leap.
"Especially the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, Taiyi, and the rest. Their foundations are already profound, and they possess top-grade innate Spirit Treasures in which to place their obsessions. Once they break through, their combat strength absolutely cannot be underestimated."
"Second Brother is right."
Dijiang nodded faintly, his profound gaze turning toward the outside of the hall. "But if they truly dare to come, naturally we must give them a lesson they will never forget for the rest of their lives. Still, our focus should not be on such petty contests of spirit."
"What do you mean, Big Brother?" Houtu asked.
"Preaching the Dao."
Dijiang uttered those two words, wisdom gleaming in his eyes. "Continue expanding Mount Buzhou's influence and gather the fortune of the lower ranks."
"From this day onward, the scale of Mount Buzhou's Dao sermons will expand. We will not only teach the Primordial Origin Great Dao, but also use those low- and mid-grade innate Spirit Treasures and acquired Spirit Treasures we plundered but have no use for as rewards, bestowing them upon those beings who live near Mount Buzhou, achieve success in listening to the Dao, and possess outstanding character!"
The moment those words fell, all the ancestral witches' eyes lit up.
"Big Brother, that move is brilliant!"
Tian Wu clapped his hands in praise. "Under a heavy reward, brave men will surely emerge. With Spirit Treasures tempting them, won't those rogue cultivators in the Primordial World with no backing and no inheritance rush to our Mount Buzhou like mad?"
"Not only that."
A meaningful curve touched Dijiang's lips. "Those beings who receive our Spirit Treasures will effectively owe us karma. When they walk the Primordial World in the future, they will become living signboards for Mount Buzhou's lineage!"
"Good! We'll do it this way!"
All the ancestral witches answered in unison and immediately began taking action.
News that Mount Buzhou would preach the Dao and bestow Spirit Treasures spread through the entire Primordial Wilderness Continent as though it had grown wings.
"Have you heard?
"The ancestral witch lords of Mount Buzhou are not only teaching the Primordial Origin Great Dao, they're also giving out innate Spirit Treasures!"
"What?!
"Innate Spirit Treasures!
"Those are treasures that even Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals would covet!"
"It's absolutely true! One of my brothers listened to the Dao on Mount Buzhou, and because he broke through to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, an ancestral witch lord personally bestowed upon him a low-grade innate Spirit Treasure. His tail is practically sticking up into the heavens now!"
"What are we waiting for?
"Hurry to Mount Buzhou!
"If we get there late, there won't even be a place left to stand!"
For a time, the entire Primordial World was utterly thrown into a frenzy.
Countless rogue cultivators, lesser demons, and even some small clans that had declined during the great calamity brought their families with them and surged madly toward Mount Buzhou like pilgrims on a holy journey.
The Spirit-Gathering Formation at the foot of Mount Buzhou expanded again and again, and the number of living beings rapidly soared from tens of billions to hundreds of billions, then trillions!
The Fortune Golden Dragon coiling above Mount Buzhou had already grown so enormous that words could no longer describe it, faintly possessing the bearing of the three great clans at their zenith.
Kunlun Mountain, Three Pure Ones Hall.
Boom!
A terrifying pressure, profound beyond all mystery and transcending the Great Firmament Realm, suddenly surged into the sky from deep within Three Pure Ones Hall.
Immediately afterward, a stream of clear qi transformed into a stern-faced Daoist and was severed from Yuanshi Tianzun's body, landing at his side.
"This humble Daoist is the Jade Pure Daoist. Greetings, Original Body." The Daoist gave a slight Daoist salute.
"Good!"
Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with wild joy and pride. "I have severed my Evil Corpse and finally entered the Quasi-Saint realm!"
Feeling the power within his body, countless times stronger than the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, an unprecedented confidence rose in his heart.
"Congratulations, Second Brother, on successfully severing a corpse."
Laozi and Tongtian also emerged from seclusion one after another and congratulated Yuanshi Tianzun.
Though neither of them had yet severed a corpse, they had already touched the threshold. Breaking through was merely a matter of time.
"Eldest Brother, Third Brother."
Yuanshi Tianzun rose to his feet, his cold gaze fixed in Mount Buzhou's direction. "Now that I have broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm, it is time to go to Mount Buzhou and demand repayment for the injustice of that year from those twelve barbarians!"
"Second Brother, do not act rashly."
Laozi frowned slightly. "The strength of those twelve runs unfathomably deep. Though you have successfully severed a corpse, going alone may invite mishap. It would be more prudent to wait until Third Brother and I have also succeeded in severing our corpses, then have the Three Pure Ones go together."
"Eldest Brother worries too much."
Yuanshi Tianzun sneered, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his hand radiating dazzling divine light. "I have now severed my Evil Corpse, and my mana is inexhaustible. Even if all twelve of them join forces, I have nothing to fear!"
"Moreover, I am going not only to seek revenge, but also to establish my prestige!
"I will let all living beings of the Primordial World know who the true Pangu Orthodox Lineage is!"
Having said that, Yuanshi Tianzun ignored Laozi's attempts to dissuade him, transforming into a streak of Jade Pure Divine Light and shooting straight toward Mount Buzhou.
Sun Star, Sun God Palace.
Clang—!
A bell chime that shook the starry river rang out.
Taiyi stood beneath the Chaos Bell, Solar True Fire blazing over his entire body as an incomparably tyrannical Quasi-Saint pressure swept in all directions.
"Hahaha! The Quasi-Saint realm truly is wondrous!"
Taiyi laughed loudly, then turned to Di Jun beside him. "Big Brother, I have severed my Evil Corpse. When will you break through?"
Di Jun smiled faintly, the River Map and Luo Writing above his head slowly revolving. "Soon. Within a hundred years at most, I will be able to sever my Good Corpse."
"Good!"
Blazing battle intent flashed in Taiyi's eyes. "Once Big Brother breaks through, we'll go to Mount Buzhou and recover the face we lost back then! Then we'll bring them into our ranks. When we establish a power of our own, we will instantly crush everything and become the number one power in the Primordial World!"
Mount Buzhou, Pangu Hall.
Dijiang was explaining the mysteries of the Ninefold Mysterious Technique to the Six-Eared Macaque.
Suddenly, his brows lifted slightly, and his gaze pierced through the hall toward the eastern horizon.
"Big Brother, what is it?" Zhu Rong, who was listening in from the side, asked.
"A guest has arrived."
A teasing sneer curved Dijiang's lips. "And an old acquaintance at that."
"An old acquaintance?"
All the ancestral witches were taken aback, then followed Dijiang's gaze.
They saw a streak of Jade Pure Divine Light slash through the sky like a meteor from the eastern horizon, bearing an undisguised Quasi-Saint pressure as it aggressively closed in on Mount Buzhou.
"It's that bastard Yuanshi!"
Gonggong recognized the newcomer at a glance and immediately grinned. "That old fellow has forgotten his own name after severing one corpse. He actually dares to come alone to our Mount Buzhou and make trouble?"
"Looks like that punch back then still didn't knock him awake."
Zhu Rong clenched his fists, his joints crackling sharply as excitement filled his eyes. "Big Brother, leave this sandbag delivered right to our door to me!"
"No rush."
Dijiang rose to his feet, a sharp gleam flashing through his eyes. "Since he wants to establish his prestige, then let us grant him his wish. Come, let us go out and meet him."
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