Chapter 149: No One Can Block Mount Buzhou

"This... this." Kunpeng looked at the scene in the distance, his eyes filled with horror.

He naturally knew the might of Mount Buzhou and was clear about the terrifying strength of Tian Yuan, but he had not expected it to be this exaggerated.

Even the two Demon Emperors, protected by the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell, were easily repelled, and crucially, they even lost Xihe.

Although Xihe was not strong, she was still one of the few Quasi-Saints of the Demon Court.

The three of them had just entered Mount Buzhou, and in the blink of an eye, the two Demon Emperors had fled in a hurry, not even caring about Fairy Xihe.

The ten Little Golden Crows were the Crown Princes of the Demon Court, but Xihe was the dao companion of Demon Emperor Di Jun and also represented the face of the Demon Court.

Earlier on the Eastern Land, Taiyi could still trade blows with Tian Yuan, but now that they had stepped onto Mount Buzhou, the gap was unexpectedly this vast.

"Hoo!" Kunpeng took a deep breath, his inner anxiety growing even more intense.

It was not just because of the Tian Yuan before him, but also Hongyun in the Fire Cloud Cave.

Relying on the fact that Tian Yuan was so formidable on Mount Buzhou, what would eventually happen to Hongyun, who had the Fire Cloud Cave to rely on?

Kunpeng did not know, but he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that the Hongmeng Purple Qi, this Foundation of Sainthood, was drifting further and further away from him.

The fortune that originally belonged to him was gone, and he was trapped in the Great Calamity; Kunpeng's face turned very ugly.

With many thoughts swirling in his mind, Kunpeng still slowly stepped forward.

"Lord Demon Emperor!"

The group of Demons following behind hurried forward, only hanging their heads, not daring to make a sound, yet their eyes revealed terror.

The overbearing imperial aura rushed toward them, causing their bodies to tremble slightly and their Primordial Spirits to shake.

But two such powerful Demon Emperors had actually fled Mount Buzhou in such a sorry state, and Tian Yuan had even captured Xihe; just how powerful must Tian Yuan be? Di Jun and Taiyi's faces were livid, and they ignored the crowd behind them entirely.

The two, still enveloped in golden fortune, looked at Mount Buzhou with gloomy expressions.

"Tian Yuan! You have gone too far." Di Jun's low voice rolled out, filled with irrepressible anger.

Although he had long regarded Tian Yuan as a great enemy of the Demon Court, whether it was Tian Yuan snatching their opportunities earlier or the matter of Fuxi and the Demon Saint Chitie, the Demon Court had never openly fought with Tian Yuan.

But Di Jun had never expected that this Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain would first capture his children, and now, he even wanted to suppress them.

Had it not been for the protection of the Demon Court's fortune, he feared he truly would not have been able to walk out of Mount Buzhou.

Di Jun had to admit that Tian Yuan was indeed formidable, but could the other party really intend to unify the Primordial World by relying on Mount Buzhou?

Once out of Mount Buzhou, he was likewise not afraid of Tian Yuan; Di Jun could not understand Tian Yuan's actions at all.

Tian Yuan stood on Mount Buzhou and said calmly: "Demon Emperor, there is no need for anger. I will take good care of Fairy Xihe."

After speaking, Tian Yuan felt his words were somewhat ambiguous, so he added: "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Xihe will see the Little Golden Crows."

The Golden Crows represented the Sun Star, while Xihe and Changxi were Lunar Fairies; he wondered if there would be an unexpected surprise.

The skin on Di Jun's face, shrouded in golden fortune, twitched repeatedly, his eyes revealing tangible killing intent.

He was not a person who easily got angry, because in all the years since he took form, there had been no trouble he could not resolve.

But regarding this Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain before him, Di Jun felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Thick-skinned and sturdy, and crucially with the help of Mount Buzhou, that might was too exaggerated.

Just now, having fallen out of the coverage of the Chaos Bell, he had clearly felt the majesty and vastness of Mount Buzhou; that will, which transcended heaven and earth, was simply not something human power could resist.

Even more exaggerated was that, at that moment, he had intended to offer up the River Chart and Luo Shu for protection, but he did not expect that this Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure would be unable to move.

Standing on Mount Buzhou, this Tian Yuan was simply an invincible existence.

At least in the current Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, no one would be his match.

Taiyi, standing to the side, did not speak; the Chaos Bell above his head sank slightly, tore through the void, and headed straight for the peak of Mount Buzhou.

Clang! With a massive sound, that patch of void shattered, accompanied by the blooming of dense golden light.

Layers of golden light emerged on the surface of Mount Buzhou, easily resisting the attack of the Chaos Bell.

A powerful strike from an Innate Supreme Treasure had not even managed to shatter a single stone.

Taiyi's eyes narrowed, his expression becoming even more solemn, and the face of Di Jun beside him turned even darker.

The group from the Demon Court behind the two had eyes filled with horror.

That was the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell; one chime could cause the heavens and earth to lose color and the universe to shake, yet it could not shake Mount Buzhou.

Clearly, the Mount Buzhou before them was no longer the Mount Buzhou they were familiar with.

Looking up at the mountain peak, Tian Yuan was very satisfied.

Although it was a pity he could not capture Di Jun and Taiyi, this battle had made him completely clear about the might of Mount Buzhou.

Any ordinary Hunyuan Golden Immortal who came would be suppressed, and as for wanting to knock down Mount Buzhou, that was even more impossible.

Watching the angry Di Jun and Taiyi in the distance, Tian Yuan could not help but feel a wave of emotion.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he was just a stone man hiding cautiously on Mount Buzhou, terrified that the Witch-Demon Calamity would occur and Gonggong would snap him in half with a headbutt; he had not expected that he had now reached the pinnacle of combat power in the Primordial World.

Taiyi, the number one person beneath the Saints, had fled Mount Buzhou in a sorry state; with the Saints not appearing, who else was his match? "Fellow Daoist, do you truly intend to be an enemy of our Demon Court!" Taiyi put away the Chaos Bell, and a cold voice came.

Tian Yuan was indeed powerful, and the might of Mount Buzhou was astonishing, but they were not without means.

Whether it was completely refining the Chaos Bell or the Demon Court's Zhou Tian Star Formation, both could resist the might of Mount Buzhou.

Moreover, the Demon Court did not just have the two of them; the vast fortune gathered from heaven and earth was also a terrifying power.

"My heart is tied to the Primordial World, and I have never thought of being an enemy to anyone; furthermore, this act is also a stroke of fortune for Fairy Xihe and the others." Meeting Taiyi's calm gaze, Tian Yuan replied earnestly.

Being captured by him into the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space meant they were all far away from the Great Calamity.

Moreover, if not for his intervention, only one of the ten Little Golden Crows would have survived, and the captured living beings would likely have been decimated. He was not only benefiting the Primordial World but also saving everyone.

Upon hearing this, Taiyi could not help but have his chest heave slightly.

He was a man of few words and was cold, but at this moment, he was almost angered into cursing by Tian Yuan.

This Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain had earlier been capturing the Wu Clan everywhere, and later, taking advantage of the Witch-Demon War, he had fished in troubled waters and captured many from both the Witch and Demon Clans.

He had almost suppressed them just now, yet he could still say such things.

Being captured by the other party was actually their good fortune.

For people who lie through their teeth like this, I fear only Jieyin and Zhunti of the Western World can compare.

Seeing Taiyi's expression, Tian Yuan felt depressed in his heart as well.

This world is just like this; if you tell the truth, absolutely no one believes you. These unruly fellows can only be suppressed by force.

Withdrawing his gaze, Taiyi looked at Di Jun with a sunken face: "Big Brother, I fear this matter is difficult!"

Even if they were to re-gather the luck of the Demon Court, they could not possibly defeat Tian Yuan.

With the help of Mount Buzhou, they are temporarily powerless.

How could Di Jun not know this? Even the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell could not fully withstand the might of Mount Buzhou. If they rushed up again, they would only return in disappointment, not to mention rescuing Xihe and the ten Crown Princes from that space.

"Return to the Demon Court!!!" Di Jun spat out the words with a hint of coldness, his pair of crimson eyes staring fixedly at the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain.

Ever since the Demon Court was established, they have suppressed the Dragon Clan, annihilated Dong Wanggong, and brought all the tribes of the Great Desolation under their control. Even when facing the Wu Clan, who dominate the lands of the Great Desolation, they have not felt the slightest fear.

Yet it is precisely this Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain that has caused them to suffer setbacks time and again, leaving them helpless.

Taiyi was equally unwilling to accept this, but he was also clear about the situation before them.

With a cold expression, they glanced at the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain, and the two leaped away toward the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Although the Demon Court had not sought trouble with Tian Yuan over these years, they had studied their opponent carefully.

Tian Yuan had captured quite a few Ancestral Witches, but many only appeared in the Great Desolation after a long time; it was clear that the Stone Man needed to spend quite a lot of time to subdue them.

This meant that as long as they were in time, they still had a chance to rescue Xihe and the ten Crown Princes.

The most urgent task was to hurry up and practice the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

The remaining Kunpeng and the others, seeing the Demon Emperor depart, immediately followed in a panic.

At this moment, Mount Buzhou had already been listed as a forbidden zone in their hearts.

"Leaving just like this?" Watching Di Jun and Taiyi leave without looking back, Tian Yuan felt some regret.

He had thought the two might try one or two more times; he did not expect them to leave so readily.

Glancing at the figures disappearing into the firmament, Tian Yuan also vanished from Mount Buzhou.

Having captured Xihe, he wanted to see if there were any changes to the firmament of the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space.

Inside the Pangu Temple at the foot of Mount Buzhou, Dijiang and the other few Ancestral Witches withdrew their gazes, their eyes also filled with shock.

"Damn it! Damn it! This Stone Man is becoming increasingly powerful." Zhurong's face was annoyed, and he cursed repeatedly.

Not only was Tian Yuan's strength terrifying, but more importantly, the might of Mount Buzhou was something they could feel clearly even from such a great distance.

Xuanming's face sank, her eyes revealing anxiety: "Big Brother! It has been some time since Zhu Jiuyin and the others were captured."

During this period, their cultivation had all improved, but she discovered that Tian Yuan was progressing even faster.

Taiyi, who had the Innate Supreme Treasure Chaos Bell to protect him, could not even withstand the might of Mount Buzhou and had even had Xihe easily taken away by Tian Yuan.

In the earlier battles between the Witch and Demon, it took several of their Ancestral Witches to withstand the attacks of the Chaos Bell.

But in the eyes of the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain, the Chaos Bell seemed to have completely lost the power of an Innate Supreme Treasure.

With Tian Yuan's cultivation speed being so fast, how were they to rescue Zhu Jiuyin and the other Ancestral Witches?

If things go poorly, in a while, Houtu might bring Zhu Jiuyin and the others to attack them.

By then, with seven Ancestral Witches on Houtu's side, plus that detestable Stone Man, how could the five of them resist?

If that scenario came to pass, I fear all the Ancestral Witches would be captured by Tian Yuan.

The remaining Qiangliang and the others did not speak, only looking toward Dijiang with their eyes.

They had obtained good fortune and their cultivation speed was not slow, but Tian Yuan, who relied on Mount Buzhou, was even faster than them.

Having witnessed the battle just now, how could they not be anxious in their hearts?

Dijiang retracted the blood energy wrapping around his body and looked toward the firmament of the Great Desolation.

"As it stands, this is the only way!" Dijiang sighed softly, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

"Big Brother?" Xuanming and the others were confused, feeling somewhat bewildered in their hearts.

Dijiang's gaze swept over them, and he said in a deep voice: "You all cultivate diligently; I will be back shortly."

Having said this, without waiting for Xuanming and the others to ask, his figure had already vanished from the temple.

The few people by the Blood Pool looked at each other, all frowning with some doubt in their hearts.

Previously, no matter what plans their Big Brother had, he would discuss them with them, but recently he had done so less and less.

With just these thoughts passing through their minds, Xuanming and the others were too lazy to think deeply.

If it were not for their Big Brother, they might have all been captured by Tian Yuan.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in their hearts, the few Ancestral Witches began to focus on absorbing the surrounding blood energy and cultivating in peace.

(End of this chapter)