Primordial: I, Emperor Jun, Only Want to Build the Primordial Continent

Beneath the Fusang Tree, the meditating Emperor Jun suddenly opened his eyes. In their depths, a profound and boundless starry sky flashed past.

Emperor Jun sensed Taiyi's growth and knew that his time was likely running short.

The reason Emperor Jun had constantly checked on Xihe, Changxi, and Taiyi's conditions was, on one hand, to safeguard their growth, and on the other, to use them to anchor the era of the Primordial Continent.

Years went unrecorded in the Primordial Continent, so the major events of the Primordial Continent generally had no precise dates.

Taiyi's growth now served as the marker by which Emperor Jun judged whether the Primordial Continent had entered its next era.

Emperor Jun's gaze could not help but turn toward the Primordial Continent.

After all, the phantoms within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram were not limited to the Primordial Stars; they also contained the shadows of mountains, rivers, and streams.

Naturally, Emperor Jun had no intention of letting these pass him by.

On one hand, they could deepen the foundations of the Hetu Luoshu Diagram, accumulating strength for its future advancement into a Primordial Treasure.

On the other hand, Emperor Jun could also sense and comprehend the various Dao rhythms within the Primordial Continent's mountains and rivers.

Emperor Jun needed to continuously enrich his own accumulation during this era in order to remain one step—or even several steps—ahead of others.

No sooner thought than done.

Emperor Jun instructed the Fusang Tree that when Taiyi was about to be born, it was to communicate with him through their souls, and he would return at once.

Afterward, Emperor Jun made a trip to the Moon Star and gave the Moon Laurel Tree some instructions. Then, he left behind a thread of his divine sense within the formation he had set up long ago.

As for studying the physical bodies of the Primordial beasts, Emperor Jun was in no hurry.

After all, their bodies were already in his hands, but the mountains and rivers of the Primordial Continent might not remain available.

Having settled everything, Emperor Jun headed straight for the Primordial Continent.

His objective was perfectly clear: the central region of the Primordial Continent.

Now that he had arrived in the Primordial world, how could he fail to witness the legendary Mount Buzhou?

In truth, the site of the Dao-Devil Conflict had been near Mount Buzhou. It was merely that the battlefields of Golden Immortals and Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals had been far from the mountain.

This was because Mount Buzhou's surroundings still contained a crushing pressure. Whether Golden Immortals or Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals fought there, they would inevitably be affected by it.

During the Dao-Devil Conflict, Mount Buzhou had been the battlefield of those Primordial Golden Immortals, and even of Luo Hou, Hongjun, and the other Four Ancestors.

When Emperor Jun had first arrived at the battlefield of the Dao-Devil Conflict, he had considered finding a chance to climb Mount Buzhou.

But Mount Buzhou during the Dao-Devil Conflict had not been so easy to climb. As the heart of the battlefield, it was watched by an unknown number of living beings.

Emperor Jun approached Mount Buzhou and felt that pressure.

From the moment he sensed Mount Buzhou's pressure, he no longer traveled using the Rainbow Transformation Art. Instead, he descended onto the Primordial Continent and proceeded step by step.

As a living being climbing it for the first time, Emperor Jun chose to ascend on foot as a sign of respect for Great God Pangu.

Whether in the legends of his past life or in the present Primordial world, Great God Pangu's act of splitting heaven and earth, his body transforming into all things, was worthy of every living being's respect.

Though Emperor Jun was walking, he was not actually slow.

Step by step, he drew closer to Mount Buzhou, and the pressure gradually intensified.

Yet at this point, such pressure was nothing to him.

Emperor Jun arrived at the foot of Mount Buzhou. Raising his head, he looked at the towering mountain piercing the clouds, its end nowhere in sight.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately began to climb.

As he climbed, he also felt out Mount Buzhou's spiritual will.

A love vast enough to embrace all beneath heaven, unyielding and unbreakable!

Emperor Jun climbed upward step by step, while the pressure gradually increased.

Especially since Emperor Jun was also sensing Mount Buzhou's spiritual will, his own spiritual will was constantly subjected to the mountain's pressure as well.

Under such circumstances, the higher Emperor Jun climbed, the more his body and spirit were suppressed by Mount Buzhou's spiritual force.

In response, Emperor Jun would not retreat—not in spirit, nor in body.

Having felt Mount Buzhou's unyielding will, how could he possibly shrink back?

Could he have felt that will merely to observe it?

No. One had to unite knowledge and action, to learn from this will.

If his body felt the pressure, then he would temper his body.

If his spiritual will felt the strain, then he would use Mount Buzhou's will to cleanse and hone his own.

Emperor Jun pressed onward step by step beneath the pressure, his expression resolute and his footsteps firm.

From his birth until now, although Emperor Jun had experienced life-and-death struggles, he had never truly tempered himself and had rarely endured hardship.

This ascent of Mount Buzhou was an excellent opportunity.

Emperor Jun cast aside every distracting thought. Time no longer existed in his mind, nor did distance.

Without realizing it, he had already passed two-thirds of the way.

At this point, though his steps remained determined, they were no longer as steady as before, and his body had begun to sway.

Moreover, due to the immense mental strain he had endured, Emperor Jun's face was slightly pale.

Emperor Jun did not know how far he had already traveled, nor did he know how much farther remained.

After all, there was no room left in his mind to keep track of the distance.

However, Emperor Jun knew that the trials ahead would only grow more difficult.

The higher he climbed, the more powerful Mount Buzhou's pressure became.

Bearing Mount Buzhou's pressure, he struggled to steady himself and took a deep breath.

A massive Three-legged Golden Crow appeared where Emperor Jun had been standing.

Emperor Jun could not help flapping his wings twice, rolling his neck, and stretching himself out. His original form was still the most comfortable.

Emperor Jun even felt that the pressure he bore had lessened considerably.

Then Emperor Jun immediately began climbing toward Mount Buzhou's summit.

One step, another step, and yet another...

Beads of blood had already appeared across Emperor Jun's golden body, coating his entire form.

From afar, the Three-legged Golden Crow had become a three-legged blood crow.

At the same time, Emperor Jun's mental will was under immense pressure, to the point that he had even lost the ability to think.

Even so, as though driven by some obsession, he continued climbing step by step.

Worse still, the higher he went, the more unsteady Emperor Jun's steps became. He himself was no longer even aware that he had reached such a state.

With every step Emperor Jun took upward, there was the possibility that he would fall.

Mount Buzhou's mountain range stretched far and wide, while Emperor Jun continued to climb ever upward.

Emperor Jun's steps looked perilous, yet every step firmly caught hold of Mount Buzhou.

At this moment, a scene appeared within Emperor Jun's spiritual consciousness.

A giant who held up heaven and stood upon earth stood at the center of the world, refusing to let this newly opened heaven and earth close together.

His feet trod upon the earth as he bore the weight of the sky.

Day after day, year after year, enduring for endless ages, without a single moment of rest.

No one knew how much time had passed before the giant finally fell.

Yet his will remained. His entire spine took up the mission he had once borne, transforming into Mount Buzhou and likewise holding up heaven and standing upon earth.

Emperor Jun unconsciously observed this scene, sensing the unyielding spirit and will within it.

His mental will began to transform, giving off an aura strikingly similar to that of Mount Buzhou—the will to never yield.

At the same time, Emperor Jun instinctively opened the Hetu Luoshu Diagram. It was his companion spiritual treasure, the spiritual treasure he trusted and valued most.

Surging Star Essence instantly flooded into Emperor Jun's body. Instinctively, he had this Stellar Force imitate the state of the Starry Sky Behemoth from back then.

The ruptured blood vessels caused by the pressure were gradually repaired, and his physical body grew even stronger.

At the same time, the magical power within him protected his physical body, especially the lunar and Solar Power Emperor Jun had absorbed on the Moon Star.

In an instant, Emperor Jun regained consciousness.

He felt mentally exhausted and wracked by excruciating pain throughout his body.

This was the consequence of enduring Mount Buzhou's pressure.

Yet he still endured his mental exhaustion and bodily pain, quickly examining his own condition.

Was this the tempering of the body by Stellar Force?

Emperor Jun watched as his physical body was continuously repaired.

However, in Emperor Jun's eyes, this kind of body tempering was exceedingly crude, since it was merely the result of his unconscious operation.