Chapter 122: The Emergence of Zulong, Tian Yuan's Shock

Inside the Sanqing Palace at the peak of Kunlun Mountain.

The Sanqing, in deep meditation, slowly opened their eyes and simultaneously turned their heads to look in the direction of Mount Buzhou.

"Big Brother, why does this Mount Buzhou tremble repeatedly?" Tongtian asked, his face full of confusion.

Kunlun was not close to Mount Buzhou; the faint fluctuations from before could be ignored, but this current heaven-shaking might had directly startled them from their cultivation.

Before Yuanshi and Laozi could reply, the three of them felt their gazes constrict.

They saw the cloud-shrouded Mount Buzhou rushing toward the firmament like a hot knife through butter.

When Mount Buzhou trembled before, one could indeed see it growing, but it was nowhere near as exaggerated as it was now.

In just the time it took to breathe, Mount Buzhou had risen by at least several million zhang, and it was still growing at an even faster speed; a rumbling sound could be faintly heard from the horizon.

And as Mount Buzhou grew, they felt a vast might sweep across.

The three, who had been watching intently, leaped up and fled out of the Sanqing Palace.

They stood proudly at the peak of Kunlun Mountain, looking in shock and suspicion at the towering Heavenly Pillar in the distance.

"With Mount Buzhou growing, I fear the Primordial World will expand quite a bit more!" Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, his brow furrowed with confusion.

After the heaven and earth stabilized, Mount Buzhou had stopped growing, living up to the might of Pangu's creation.

Yet in these last few hundred thousand years, Mount Buzhou had repeatedly shown anomalies, and consequently, the Primordial World had expanded significantly.

Tongtian, a strange look flashing in his eyes, replied softly: "It seems to have started from the Dao Ancestor's preaching at Purple Heaven Palace."

He remembered that after returning from Purple Heaven Palace the first time, Mount Buzhou was clearly different.

And in the ten thousand years that followed, Mount Buzhou had frequent anomalies, and now it was even more exaggerated.

"Perhaps it is the Master bestowing blessings upon the world, and thus Buzhou has sensed it!" Yuanshi Tianzun nodded, though his gaze turned toward Laozi.

Big Brother had the strongest strength, and the Innate Supreme Treasure in his palm, the Taiji Diagram, had the power to discern the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao; perhaps he knew the reason.

Laozi stood in the air, his face grim as he replied: "The Great Calamity is rising; it is difficult to deduce!"

The entire heaven and earth were shrouded in powerful Calamity Sha, and the art of deduction was severely affected.

Hearing this, Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun were not surprised; once the Great Calamity began, the world was full of variables, and naturally, one could not discern the secrets of heaven.

Laozi withdrew his gaze and continued: "Let us cultivate diligently and become Saints as soon as possible; only then will we manifest the reputation of the Sanqing."

In the tens of thousands of years, he had successfully severed his Three Corpses, and Tongtian and Yuanshi were no worse, having also severed two corpses.

Among all the Innate Sacreds of the Primordial World, the three of them were at the very forefront.

Listening, Yuanshi Tianzun asked with a hint of anticipation: "Big Brother, have you had any insights regarding the Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

The Dao Ancestor once said that after severing the Three Corpses, one could rely on the Hongmeng Purple Qi to take the final step.

But having obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi for so long, that thing had just been floating within his body, never moving at all.

Let alone comprehending it, Yuanshi Tianzun had absolutely no feeling from it whatsoever.

He had placed most of his hope for the Hongmeng Purple Qi on the Big Brother before him.

Many people had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but Yuanshi Tianzun firmly believed that if anyone could comprehend it, it would only be the Big Brother before him.

Tongtian, who had been looking at the horizon, also turned his head to look at Laozi at this moment.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi was something even he could not ignore.

Among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, besides the six who received the Cushions, plus Hongyun, there were only seven in the entire Primordial World.

Meeting their gazes, Laozi shook his head, his expression also filled with helplessness.

The mystery of the Hongmeng Purple Qi was also far beyond his expectations.

It had been some time since he severed his Three Corpses, but he also had no substantial gains.

Laozi slowly raised his right hand, upon which a brilliant Purple Light swam, emitting a mysterious Dao Rhyme.

Although it was no longer as motionless as before, apart from feeling the rich laws within it, Laozi had no other discoveries for the time being.

"The Hongmeng Purple Qi is the Foundation of Sainthood; naturally, it is not easily discerned." Under the surprised gazes of Yuanshi and the other, Laozi casually put it away.

Once it entered his body, it sank into the depths of his Primordial Spirit.

If he did not mobilize it, it was exactly the same as before, not moving at all.

The three did not speak again; they glanced at Mount Buzhou, which was still radiating might in the distance, and fled toward the Sanqing Palace.

No matter how the heaven and earth changed, becoming a Saint was their primary task.

They were the Sanqing, the Pangu Orthodox; they must be the first to become Heavenly Dao Saints.

The three had just entered the palace when their bodies shook, and they immediately flew out.

"Ang!"

A loud dragon roar echoed, still reverberating throughout Kunlun Mountain.

"This is... Zulong?" Tongtian frowned, his face filled with doubt.

During the Dragon Han First Tribulation, the three clans fought for hegemony, and the Dragon Clan had accumulated deep Karma due to excessive slaughter.

In the end, Zulong swore an oath to the Heavenly Dao to forever suppress Longquan Cave beneath Kunlun Mountain to gain a glimmer of survival; how could there be a dragon roar echoing now? "Could it be that this wicked beast is unwilling and wants to break free from its cage?" Yuanshi Tianzun's expression turned cold, his face showing icy intent.

Longquan Cave was right under Kunlun Mountain; if the other party wanted to escape, Kunlun Mountain would certainly bear the brunt.

Although Zulong was an Innate Sacred beast, the world was no longer what it used to be, and he, Yuanshi Tianzun, was not afraid.

Laozi did not speak, his Divine Sense quickly probing beneath Kunlun Mountain.

Zulong was forever suppressed in Longquan Cave, and Zhulong led the powerful members of the Dragon Clan to suppress the North, which allowed the Dragon Clan to continue; Zulong would certainly not be so foolish.

As his Divine Sense probed out, a powerful will beneath Kunlun Mountain blocked his prying.

Laozi frowned and was about to speak when his body suddenly shook.

With a rumbling sound, the Kunlun Mountain before them was rapidly expanding, and at the same time, surging spiritual energy spewed from within the mountain. In an instant, the entire Kunlun Mountain was shrouded in misty spiritual energy, and immediately, many living beings took human form.

In the blink of an eye, Kunlun Mountain became even more ethereal and immortal.

"Big Brother! This... this..." Yuanshi Tianzun was also stunned.

Just a moment ago, he had thought Zulong wanted to escape, but he never expected such a heaven-shaking change in an instant.

In just a few breaths of time, he felt the spiritual Qi on Kunlun Mountain had at least doubled.

At their level of Essence Refining Stage, the quantity of spiritual Qi no longer held much significance, but seeing his own Daoist temple become so extraordinary still made Yuanshi Tianzun greatly delighted.

Tongtian raised his head, his gaze looking toward the direction of Mount Buzhou.

The Heavenly Pillar had already stopped growing, but their Daoist temple, Kunlun Mountain, had begun to grow.

The Innate Spiritual Qi was dense, its might had also increased significantly, and the mountain body had grown by an estimated one-tenth.

Kunlun Mountain was the number one divine mountain of the East, its height second only to Mount Buzhou, and one-tenth was already no small distance.

Beside him, Yuanshi Tianzun also thought of this possibility, fixing his gaze toward the Heavenly Pillar, Mount Buzhou.

He was somewhat curious about what exactly had happened at Mount Buzhou to cause such an anomaly at Kunlun Mountain.

The sound of the dragon roar faded, and Kunlun Mountain was no longer as it had been in the past.

"This is a trend of great prosperity; the Primordial World shall honor us, the Three Pure Ones!" Yuanshi Tianzun stroked his beard lightly, his eyes filled with joy.

Beside him, Laozi also nodded imperceptibly, likewise agreeing with Yuanshi Tianzun's words.

"After the Great Calamity, it may be our era; we must prioritize becoming a Saint!" Suppressing the thought of going to Mount Buzhou to investigate, Laozi looked toward Tongtian and Yuanshi.

"Big Brother's words are very true!"

The three of them did not linger, scanned Kunlun Mountain with satisfaction, and together vanished into Sanqing Palace.

In the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, those many members of the Wu Clan were also startled by the sudden dragon roar.

"A dragon roar? What kind of Dragon Clan has a cry with such might?" Xingtian shouted aloud, his eyes burning with fervor.

After stepping into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he had been thinking only of fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting.

As a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he could perceive the opponent's strength through that sound.

Kuafu and the other Great Witches nearby were also puzzled in their hearts.

The Dragon Clan had declined and retreated to the seas; they had not heard of any formidable characters among them.

Having already communicated with the Earthly Dao, Houtu naturally discovered the source of the dragon roar and looked up at Tian Yuan beside her.

"Dao Brother, why is there a dragon roar coming from within this mountain?"

They had seen with their own eyes that Kunlun Mountain was outlined by Mysterious Yellow Qi; who would have known there was actually a Dragon Clan member inside.

Hearing Houtu's words, the crowd, who were already suspicious, immediately looked toward the Kunlun Mountain before them.

The dragon roar came from inside the mountain?

Houyi and the others exchanged glances, their expressions extremely strange, and then they all looked at Tian Yuan.

In this space, only Tian Yuan was the most clear; he should know the reason.

At this moment, Tian Yuan was also stunned; under the sensing of the will of Mount Buzhou, he saw it clearly.

Deep within Kunlun Mountain, a massive figure was curled up, emitting a faint might.

Without needing to think, Tian Yuan knew who this was: Zulong, the leader of the Dragon Clan among the Primordial Three Clans.

Zulong was clearly suppressed in Longquan Cave beneath Kunlun Mountain; it was one thing for Kunlun Mountain to manifest, but how could this Zulong appear as well?

With many doubts in his mind, Tian Yuan replied softly: "It is Zulong!"

This was the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space; what could manifest in this place was no simple thing.

Zulong was not captured by him, yet appeared so abruptly beneath Kunlun Mountain; it was definitely not that simple.

"Zulong???" Gonggong exclaimed in surprise.

Houtu was also taken aback, her face filled with disbelief.

They were all Innate Sacred, so they naturally understood the Dragon-Han Calamity and knew the fate of Zulong.

Could it be that the manifestation of Kunlun Mountain had brought Zulong along with it? But they hadn't seen the Three Pure Ones appear on the mountain.

Tian Yuan did not reply, but his brows furrowed slightly.

As the will of Mount Buzhou delved deeper, there was actually an inexplicable barrier blocking the area around that space.

The manifested Kunlun Mountain was also sitting on the Main Vein; who could block the will of Mount Buzhou? Tian Yuan's brows were locked tight, many thoughts turning in his mind.

The dragon roar echoing in the firmament slowly faded, and he saw the Main Vein beneath him tremble slightly, then slowly sink into the ground.

The Earth Vein, which had been shining with golden light, gradually dimmed and then disappeared directly before everyone's eyes, as if it had never appeared.

The Main Vein was completely cleared, and along with it, all the Branch Veins vanished into the ground.

Amidst the dazzling golden light, only the towering Kunlun remained.

"Where is the Earth Vein? Why has the Earth Vein disappeared?"

"Dao Brother?"

The people around exclaimed, and many looked toward Tian Yuan in front of them.

Tian Yuan waved his hand and replied softly: "The Earth Vein is inherently unobservable; now that it is completely cleared, it naturally hides itself."

The others could not see it clearly, but he saw it distinctly.

That Main Vein was still spanning before his eyes, radiating brilliant golden light.

It was just that he was now more curious about what was going on with Zulong under Kunlun Mountain.

(End of this chapter)