Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 52 Buzhou Mountain

Mo Yun had already arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. When he shattered the vast hand, he received a divine message from Hongjun, who wanted to see him at the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

Mo Yun didn't care what Hongjun's plans were, nor was he afraid of Hongjun's schemes. He had witnessed Hong Qing's strength, and now it was time to make contact with this Dao Ancestor.

Moreover, Mo Yun had always wanted to climb Buzhou Mountain to take a look, as it was the first divine mountain in the primordial world transformed from Pangu.

Mount Buzhou is formed from the spine of Pangu. It is the center of the primordial world and the pillar that supports heaven and earth. In terms of the abundance of natural treasures, the prosperity of spiritual energy and Daoist charm, and the number of opportunities and creations, the Five Regions and Four Seas combined cannot compare to Mount Buzhou.

Zi Chen had considered climbing the mountain during the First Era, but he suppressed the thought as soon as it arose, not because he didn't want to, but because he dared not.

The shadow of Pangu weighed heavily on Zi Chen's heart for an entire era. The sharpness of that axe, the power of that axe, the terror of that axe that cleaved his body from a chaotic god-demon to a golden immortal, was like an invisible shackle, binding Zi Chen's steps.

Mount Buzhou is formed from the spine of Pangu. Climbing Mount Buzhou is like stepping on the bones of Pangu. For all living beings in the primordial world, Mount Buzhou is a sacred place, a pillar supporting the sky, and the legacy of the great god Pangu. But for Zichen, Mount Buzhou is Pangu's tombstone. He is unwilling to even approach it, let alone climb it.

Until Mo Yun killed the fake Pangu, in this battle, Mo Yun directly caught Pangu's axe that split the heavens and earth, and then pierced the Ten Bright Sword into Pangu's brow.

Although the fake Pangu was not the real Pangu, the artistic conception of that axe strike was real, and the fear etched deep into the origin of the three thousand chaotic gods and demons was real. When Mo Yun caught that axe strike, it was as if he caught the shadow left in his heart by Pangu. Although the shackles were not completely broken, they had already loosened.

So Moyun decided to climb the mountain.

Looking out at Mount Buzhou, Moyun lingered in the void for a long time.

This is a mountain that cannot be described in words. The sky hangs low and the earth is vast, and Mount Buzhou stands between heaven and earth, like a spine that runs from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, supporting the sky and the earth.

The foot of Buzhou Mountain is rooted in nine layers of earth, and its roots penetrate through the topsoil, rock layers, mineral veins, subterranean fire, lava, earth core, earth marrow, and earth spirit, extending all the way to the depths of the earth's core.

The mountain peak pierced through the wind, clouds, thunder, and sea of ​​thunder, pierced through the celestial starry sky, pierced through the edge of the primordial world, and disappeared into the chaos, its summit nowhere to be seen.

The sky is like a curtain that has been stretched open, tilting down from the ridge of Buzhou Mountain in all directions. Clouds crash against the mountainside and shatter into countless fragments. Lightning strikes the mountain walls, leaving not even a scorch mark. When the stars in the celestial sphere move near Buzhou Mountain, they will involuntarily deviate from their orbits, just as subjects avoid their king.

This pillar of heaven supports all things in the primordial world. The weight of the sky, the thickness of the earth, the vastness of the starry sea, and the changing winds and clouds are all carried on the shoulders of Buzhou Mountain. This divine mountain is not only the spine of Pangu, but also the legacy of Pangu's will to continue supporting heaven and earth even after his death.

Mo Yun withdrew his gaze, suppressed the complex emotions surging within him, and transformed into a golden streak of light, landing at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

At the foot of the mountain lies a primeval forest, with ancient trees reaching for the sky, vines hanging down, and the canopy stretching into a deep green ocean. An ethereal mist hangs in the forest, through which the outlines of exotic flowers and rare herbs can be faintly seen.

Mo Yun's divine sense spread out, taking in the foothills of the mountains spanning millions of miles.

In his divine perception, the abundance of Buzhou Mountain made Mo Yun narrow his eyes slightly. There were exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, including the Nine-Colored Divine Flower with petals like glass, the Jade Leaf Lingzhi with leaves like jade, the Void Vine with roots that penetrated into the void, and the Sun Fruit with fruit like a small sun.

Divine metal veins are scattered throughout the mountain. The veins of Taiyi Divine Metal are exposed on the mountain walls, and the reddish-gold ore reflects a dazzling light in the spiritual mist. The vein of Shoushan Copper is like a giant blue dragon coiled around the mountainside. The vein of Kunwu Stone is five-colored and flows endlessly in the sunlight. There are also many more unnamed divine metals and strange irons buried deep inside the mountain, integrated with the rocks of Buzhou Mountain, radiating various colors of brilliance.

Besides these, there were also many powerful cultivators in seclusion. Mo Yun sensed dozens of auras, each of which was at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Some had opened up caves on the mountainside, some had secluded themselves in deep ravines at the bottom of valleys, some had built huts behind waterfalls, and some had built platforms in the sea of ​​clouds.

These people were all cultivators attracted by the spiritual energy and Daoist charm of Buzhou Mountain. They secluded themselves here to cultivate and comprehend the Great Dao. It was precisely because of these people that Buzhou Mountain was not completely looted by the numerous cultivators from the Five Regions and Four Seas. Of course, when facing Mo Yun, these people did not even dare to show their faces.

As Mo Yun's divine sense swept over them, all the powerful beings, without exception, concealed their auras and pushed the restrictions of their cave dwellings to the limit. They had all witnessed the scene of Mo Yun and Pangu clashing head-on.

Mo Yun ignored these cultivators. He was there to plunder, not to kill. As long as they didn't get in his way, he didn't bother to make a move.

As the Starry Sky Realm appeared, a thirty-six-petaled silver-white lotus slowly bloomed behind Mo Yun's head. Boundless starlight surged from the petals, spreading out in all directions like a tide. Wherever it passed, rare and precious materials, divine gold mines, and exotic flowers and herbs were all swept up by the starlight and absorbed into the lotus.

A nine-colored divine flower rose from the spiritual mist, its petals shimmering with nine-colored light, before disappearing into the lotus. A vein of Taiyi divine gold was stripped from the mountain wall, its length of a thousand miles shrinking into a crimson-gold thread in the starlight before being absorbed into the lotus. A cluster of jade-leaf lingzhi mushrooms was uprooted, its emerald-like leaves gleaming in the starlight. The roots of the void vine were pulled from the void, its body still twisting and struggling, before being enveloped by the starlight and dragged into the depths of the lotus.

As Mo Yun ascended, the Starry Sky Realm unfolded completely, like a vast, all-encompassing net that captured everything of value.

The Starry Sky Realm is a self-contained world, vast and boundless, capable of holding anything.

Mount Buzhou truly lives up to its reputation as the embodiment of Pangu's spine. The spiritual energy here is so concentrated that it's almost liquid. The Daoist essence contained within the mountain far surpasses that of the outside world. Natural treasures grown in such an environment are of a quality far superior to those of the Five Regions and Four Seas.

A dazzling light cascaded down from the mountainside; it was the precious light formed by the convergence of countless rare and precious materials, illuminating the mountain walls of Buzhou Mountain like a colorful glazed wall.

In just a thousand years, Mo Yun's gains at Buzhou Mountain have caught up with the sum of his gains in the Five Regions and Four Seas. Perhaps the quantity is less, but the quality is far superior.

A single medicinal herb from Mount Buzhou possesses the potency of a hundred herbs from the outside world; a mineral vein from Mount Buzhou contains divine metal with a purity dozens of times greater than that of the outside world; a fragment of Daoist essence from Mount Buzhou contains the profound meaning of the Great Dao a thousand times, ten thousand times greater than that of the outside world.