Chapter 43: Young man, you

"Damnable! How can there not be a single trace?"

Gonggong's face was dark, his eyes filled with deep confusion.

He retracted his Ancestral Witch Body and also reined in his own aura.

Having searched on Mount Buzhou for so many years, there was still no harvest whatsoever.

Kuafu and those many Wu clansmen should not have perished; there was no issue with Mount Buzhou hiding these clansmen, but it was impossible for there to be not even a tiny bit of aura.

He glanced at the green python coiled on his shoulder; the creature hesitated slightly, hissing incessantly.

It was just like before; the surroundings were filled only with the aura of the stone man.

He had already asked several times and received the same result; Gonggong felt very irritable.

The Wu Clan were inherently a group of hot-tempered fellows, and the Ancestral Witches who had absorbed the Opening Heaven Turbid Qi were even more so.

If not for the fact that the lives of tens of millions of clansmen were at stake, he would never have been able to search Mount Buzhou with peace of mind.

Sensing his master's anger, the green python lowered its head, its eyes filled with confusion.

It was a creature born alongside the Ancestral Witch, tainted with a wisp of Pangu's Essence Blood aura, and was no ordinary prehistoric exotic beast.

Its innate divine ability clearly could not be wrong, so why was it like this?

"Hmm?"

Gonggong, looking all around, frowned and cast his gaze toward the base of Mount Buzhou.

Xingtian's aura.

Didn't he tell this fellow to go back? How did he end up finding him?

Feeling irritable and having nowhere to vent his anger, Gonggong strode toward the foot of the mountain.

Just as he stepped out, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly increased his speed.

If he had not hidden his aura, a Great Witch would still be able to sense him within a certain distance.

Now that he had retracted his Great Witch Body and was still on Mount Buzhou, it was impossible for Xingtian to know he was here.

Moreover, Xingtian's fluctuations were sometimes strong and sometimes weak, erratic, as if separated by endless space.

Not normal! Just as Gonggong approached the foot of the mountain, he happened to see a figure emerge from the soil below, diving headlong toward Mount Buzhou.

A stone man! It was that stone man who had made him search for so many years!

On the stone man's chest, Gonggong sensed Xingtian's somewhat unfathomable aura.

This stone man had actually captured Xingtian as well.

"Roar!"

With a heaven-shaking roar, Gonggong directly manifested his Ancestral Witch Body, surging down while wrapped in monstrous Malevolent Qi.

The green python coiled on his shoulder also hissed incessantly, a fierce light flaring in its eyes.

Tian Yuan, who had been full of joy, suddenly heard a blast in his ears, followed by a massive figure descending above his head.

Greatly alarmed, he immediately looked up.

A python-headed, human-bodied figure, covered in black scales, stepping on a black dragon, with a green python wrapped around his hand—it was the Ancestral Witch Gonggong, that hot-tempered fellow who had crashed into and broken Mount Buzhou.

Gonggong had actually found his way to Mount Buzhou; it seemed the Ancestral Witch already knew about the Houtu Tribe's affairs.

The powerful Malevolent Qi rushing toward him was far beyond what a Great Witch could compare to; an Ancestral Witch was indeed impossible to contend with.

With a soft exclamation, he accelerated his escape toward Mount Buzhou.

It was a distance of ten zhang; as long as he landed on Mount Buzhou, even an Ancestral Witch could only sigh in frustration.

But no sooner had the thought crossed his mind than Tian Yuan's expression changed slightly.

The surrounding space became thick; his falling speed grew slower and slower, until he stopped in mid-air.

Startled, Tian Yuan hurriedly urged the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil within his body.

There were no fluctuations of laws; it was the pure suppression of the surrounding space by the Ancestral Witch Body.

"Hoo!"

Tian Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes unable to hide his shock.

He had already been quite wary of the Ancestral Witches, but he hadn't expected to still underestimate them.

Tian Yuan seriously suspected that under such powerful pressure, an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal Demon would likely be crushed to death directly. With pure physical strength alone suppressing a piece of heaven and earth, how monstrous must the combat power of an Ancestral Witch be?

Intense rays of light flickered as Tian Yuan exerted his full strength to drive the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil within his body.

After doing this, he did not move, a wisp of his consciousness sinking down.

"Hmph! Quite extraordinary indeed!" Seeing that the stone man could still resist, Gonggong was also slightly surprised.

The Ancestral Witch Body surpassed all spiritual treasures between heaven and earth; ordinary Demons were simply powerless to face his might directly.

No wonder this stone man could capture so many Great Witches; he did have some background.

However, barely breaking free from the restraint was not enough; the power of an Ancestral Witch was still not something any Demon could withstand.

Without any extra movements, Gonggong stomped a foot toward the stone man in front of him.

The green python slithered down from his shoulder, also biting toward the stone man suspended in mid-air.

This damnable fellow had caused it to be doubted by its master.

"Hmm?" Before Gonggong's large foot could get close, he immediately looked around in surprise.

Unaccountably, he felt the Mount Buzhou beneath him tremble slightly, with a faint consciousness radiating out—it was the aura of the Father God.

Before Gonggong could investigate further, he sensed that will gathering beneath him, enveloping the stone man.

This... Gonggong's pupils shrank violently, and he looked downward in horror.

The stone man, the damnable stone man, had just vanished into thin air.

Boom! His descending body stepped heavily onto Mount Buzhou; amidst the churning dust, there was no longer any sign of the stone man.

The green python, which had lunged out in anger, also crashed into the ground, looking around in a daze.

With an Ancestral Witch Body, could any living creature still escape? The Green Python was puzzled! "How could this be?" Gonggong sank his face, looking up at the towering Mount Buzhou before him.

The stone man had clearly been restrained by him, yet it had been rescued by Mount Buzhou.

Mount Buzhou was transformed from the spine of Father God, representing the will of Father God.

He was an Ancestral Witch, created from the Essence Blood of Father God; why would Mount Buzhou assist a stone man?

One must know that this stone man not only abducted a Great Witch but also captured ten million clansmen.

Why??? Gonggong roared and bellowed in his heart, unable to understand it no matter what.

The Green Python, having searched all around to no avail, fled back and coiled around Gonggong's arm, emitting a low hissing sound.

The stone man had vanished into thin air; it could not find a single trace, yet the other's aura was everywhere.

At this moment, Gonggong had no time to pay attention to the Green Python, only staring blankly at the Heavenly Pillar.

In the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, Tian Yuan appeared atop the sacred mountain.

"Whew! That was close; it's a good thing I was on Mount Buzhou this time."

Recalling the terrifying might from just a moment ago, Tian Yuan was filled with immense awe.

The realm of an Ancestral Witch is at most the late or perfection stage of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, but that might was truly too overbearing.

The power of the physical body alone left him unable to resist.

The strength of an Ancestral Witch Body completely exceeded his imagination.

If he had encountered the other party on the Eastern Land, he feared he would have had no choice but to surrender.

Having just slightly mobilized the will of Mount Buzhou, it must have been sensed by Gonggong.

Although this day had come a bit early, Tian Yuan did not care much.

Having already thoroughly dredged and evolved more than forty Branch Veins, Mount Buzhou was no longer what it once was.

And he had also advanced to the mid-stage of a Great Luo Golden Immortal; several powerful scrolls of laws had manifested here, giving him a bit of confidence.

With these thoughts in mind, Tian Yuan's figure slowly vanished.

On a mountainside not far from where he encountered Gonggong, he quietly poked his head out.

From afar, he saw a massive figure standing blankly in the air, staring dazedly at Mount Buzhou.

Young man, you're bewildered, aren't you! The thought had just crossed his mind when he was immediately met by a pair of eyes filled with baleful energy.

Tian Yuan vanished from Mount Buzhou with a swoosh; even though an Ancestral Witch's Primordial Spirit is weak, their perception is truly astonishing.

(End of this chapter)