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

Emperor Jun made a few slight adjustments, then looked toward the remaining stretch of Mount Buzhou.

Not far now.

Emperor Jun thought to himself.

Suppressing the various negative conditions plaguing both body and mind, he took another step.

That single step made him bare his teeth in pain.

But Emperor Jun's will had already been tempered, and he could still endure.

Then, he took another step.

One step, two steps...

Emperor Jun moved slowly. At times, he even paused briefly to rest, but he continued onward in the end.

In this state, Emperor Jun drew closer and closer to Mount Buzhou's summit.

The pressure upon his mind and body grew ever greater. His steps became slower and slower, while his rests became longer and longer.

Who knew how much time passed before Emperor Jun stood only one step away from the summit of Mount Buzhou.

At this point, the spiritual and physical pressure he endured had reached its peak.

He did not let his guard down simply because only one step remained, nor did he rashly set out.

He rested at this step for a long time, striving to adjust himself to the best possible state.

After a long while, he gazed at Mount Buzhou's summit and slowly took that final step.

Both the claw supporting him and the claw he raised trembled slightly, even making his entire body shake.

This showed just how immense the pressure Emperor Jun was currently enduring; merely taking this one step had become extraordinarily difficult.

Emperor Jun's claw slowly reached forward, then fell swiftly.

He had finally ascended to the summit of Mount Buzhou.

At that instant, the pressure on Emperor Jun vanished completely, and he felt incomparably relaxed.

In that moment, both the spiritual pressure and the pressure upon his body disappeared.

The sudden disappearance of the pressure even left Emperor Jun feeling somewhat unaccustomed to it, making the Mount Buzhou he had just climbed seem like a dream.

Only after a moment did Emperor Jun come to his senses. Perhaps he had gained Mount Buzhou's recognition.

With that thought, he stopped dwelling on it and inspected his own condition.

In terms of spiritual will, Emperor Jun could clearly feel that it had grown stronger. At the same time, his Primordial Spirit had become smoother and more harmonious, better suited to him.

Next came his body. Through destruction and repair, his fleshly body had continuously grown stronger.

However, once Emperor Jun could no longer feel the pressure, he immediately ceased tempering his body.

After all, this had merely been something he had improvised subconsciously based on the body of a Starry Sky Behemoth. It was not rigorous at all, and might even harm his body.

Yet this subconscious action had also allowed Emperor Jun to find a direction for Body Forging.

Using Stellar Force to temper the body and strengthen the flesh was indeed a fine choice.

What Emperor Jun lacked least right now was Stellar Force.

Only after examining his own condition did Emperor Jun begin to inspect Mount Buzhou's summit.

Mount Buzhou's summit was likewise boundlessly vast, fully deserving of Mount Buzhou's name.

Yet the sight of Mount Buzhou's summit differed from what Emperor Jun had imagined.

In Emperor Jun's imagination, Mount Buzhou's summit should have connected to the heavens—or rather, to the Pangu Membrane.

Yet the summit before him was not connected to the Pangu Membrane at all.

Mount Buzhou seemed merely to be the mountain closest to the heavens, still possessing a summit of its own.

But when he looked up, he saw a layer of membrane separating the Primordial world from chaos.

Was this the Pangu Membrane?

Emperor Jun could not help thinking to himself.

The chaos outside was hazy and indistinct, with no distinction between above, below, left, or right. Chaotic Energy continuously battered the Pangu Membrane, yet could not breach it no matter what.

Within the Primordial world enclosed by the Pangu Membrane, an unceasing stream of Chaotic Energy was transformed by the Pangu Membrane into Primordial Spiritual Energy, which spread throughout the Primordial world.

The concentration of this Primordial Spiritual Energy had already condensed into rivers, yet once scattered across the Primordial world, it dispersed without stirring the slightest ripple.

It nourished all things in silence.

This phrase could not help surfacing in Emperor Jun's mind.

At this moment, Emperor Jun looked once more at Mount Buzhou, and understanding dawned upon him.

No one had ever said that Mount Buzhou had to connect to the heavens in order to support the sky.

Perhaps Mount Buzhou supported the entire Primordial Continent in some manner unknown to him.

Just as the Hetu Luoshu Diagram absorbed the Star Essence of countless stars within the Primordial Starry Sky through some passage that did not exist in the reality of the Primordial world.

There were many secrets within the Primordial Desolation, and some were not things the current Emperor Jun could fully comprehend.

With that thought, Emperor Jun simply stopped dwelling on them.

He sat cross-legged atop Mount Buzhou, sensing its aura and Dao charm in hopes of gaining some insight and building up his foundations.

At the same time, the Hetu Luoshu Diagram was also absorbing Mount Buzhou's aura, though at an exceedingly slow pace.

If Mount Buzhou could be manifested within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram, then the accumulation of the diagram's foundations would become terrifying.

Once it transformed into a Primordial Treasure, it would likely rank among the foremost even within the Primordial Treasures.

After a long stretch of time, Mount Buzhou within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram had already been lit up.

Yet when Emperor Jun examined it closely, he found an obvious difference between the Mount Buzhou within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram and the one in the Primordial Desolation.

This did not feel like a result of absorbing insufficient aura, but rather like a difference in essence.

Yet as for the specifics, Emperor Jun could not completely grasp the principle behind it.

Still, Emperor Jun did not dwell on it. This was Mount Buzhou, the sky-supporting pillar of the Primordial Desolation—how could it be so easily replicated in its entirety within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram?

Not to mention Mount Buzhou, even the many stars previously within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram had not been completely replicated into it.

Only a spark had been lit within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram, though those sparks possessed the same Origin Essence as the stars of the Primordial Desolation.

But the spark of Mount Buzhou within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram possessed a different Origin Essence from Mount Buzhou in the Primordial Desolation.

Yes, it was precisely that sensation of differing Origin Essences.

Emperor Jun rose to his feet, looked around, and then toured the entirety of Mount Buzhou.

Unfortunately, Emperor Jun only obtained some low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures and Innate Spiritual Roots.

As for those renowned Innate Spiritual Treasures and Innate Spiritual Roots of the Primordial Desolation, Emperor Jun obtained none of them.

He did not even experience the same feeling he had when he found the Fusang Tree.

Afterward, Emperor Jun did not linger long in the Primordial Desolation. Instead, he continued searching for the Spiritual Veins and Earth Veins of heaven and earth, lighting them up within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram.

The long years drifted by. With Mount Buzhou as the center, Emperor Jun had already traveled through the Eastern, southern, and Northern Primordial Desolation.

Of these three regions, the Eastern Primordial Desolation possessed the most Spiritual Veins and Earth Veins, the densest spiritual energy, and mountain ranges and rivers rich with Dao charm.

The Northern and southern regions, meanwhile, had both been affected by the self-destruction of the Spiritual Veins in the Western Primordial Desolation long ago. Whether in Spiritual Veins or Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, they were inferior to the Eastern Primordial Desolation.

In truth, the most barren region should still be the Western Primordial Desolation, which Emperor Jun had yet to visit. That was also why he had saved the Western Primordial Desolation for last.

Of course, the Primordial Desolation was boundless and still constantly expanding, so Emperor Jun naturally had not truly reached the edges of those three regions.

He merely changed direction and headed for another region whenever he noticed the Primordial Spiritual Energy beginning to grow thin.

There seemed to be plenty of time, but if Emperor Jun wished to truly light up all the mountains and rivers of the Primordial Desolation within the Hetu Luoshu Diagram, then there was clearly nowhere near enough time.

Moreover, Emperor Jun had not found the Daoist Abodes of those great powers spoken of in later legends of the Primordial Desolation.

Perhaps those great powers burdened with Heaven's Mandate were still being nurtured, protected by the Primordial Desolation itself.

Nor had Emperor Jun's exploration of these three regions been entirely smooth sailing.

He had encountered Hidden Races as well. Some merely informed Emperor Jun and told him to leave.

Others, upon discovering Emperor Jun, believed that he had trespassed upon their ancestral land and attacked him outright.

Most of Emperor Jun's battles ended in victory, while some ended in draws.

He discovered that the stronger a Hidden Race was, the more low-key it acted. Conversely, those races that were not particularly strong behaved with ever greater arrogance.

Whether these Hidden Races were strong or not was naturally judged by Emperor Jun's own standards.

As for those Hidden Races guarded by Primordial Golden Immortals, they deliberately allowed the aura of those Primordial Golden Immortals to leak out, forming a deterrent.

Now, only the Western Primordial Desolation remained unexplored.

Without the slightest hesitation, Emperor Jun headed straight for the Western Primordial Desolation.