Qin Mu Descends Upon Emei Mountain

"The remnant peak of Buzhou Mountain was still there."

"After the great war between the Wu and Demon, the Heavenly Pillar snapped, and most of Pangu's pressure dispersed."

"But that place still was no kind land."

Yang Jian said, "This disciple wants to go there to temper my fleshly body."

Zhao Gongming said, "You may go."

"You cultivate divine abilities of the flesh. If you can withstand the remnant mountain's pressure, your Primordial Unity foundation will be even steadier."

"But you must avoid several old battlefields."

Yang Jian asked, "Why?"

Zhao Gongming said, "The broken bones of Great Witches were once buried there, and the blood of Demon Saints once sank there."

"If Killing Intent enters your body, it will throw your Primordial Spirit into disorder."

"You have the Heavenly Eye protecting you, but you still cannot be careless."

The Black Flood Dragon Spirit said in a low voice, "Master, what Exalted Immortal Zhao says is entirely right."

"The old lands of Buzhou Mountain are ten thousand times more dangerous than the riverbed."

Yang Jian looked toward Zhao Gongming.

"Please guide the path for me, Martial Uncle."

Zhao Gongming raised a hand and pointed, and a strand of immortal light fell into Yang Jian's brow.

"This is the route I obtained when I roamed Buzhou Mountain in years past."

"Follow this road, and you can avoid most of the dangerous lands."

Yang Jian bowed again.

"This disciple will remember it."

Zhao Gongming then took out a talisman and handed it to Yang Jian.

"If you encounter a danger you cannot withstand, crush this talisman."

"I may not be able to arrive immediately, but I can block one killing calamity for you."

Yang Jian accepted the talisman, warmth rising in his heart.

"Martial Uncle's great kindness—this disciple will surely repay it