Chapter 46: Xuanming Returns, Late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal

Within the boundless Chaos Sea, a massive, bone-spiked Fierce Beast swept past.

Its formidable physical body directly tore through the flickering chaotic lightning, as well as the endless Earth Wind Water Fire.

Like a streak of faint light piercing through the churning Chaos, the Fierce Beast transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman, standing in the Primordial Starry Sky.

"Finally back!" Looking at the familiar Primordial World before her, Xuanming let out a heavy breath.

Although Chaos was terrifying, as long as one avoided extremely dangerous places, it was not much of a problem for her, possessing an Ancestral Witch Body.

Only the unchanging environment made her feel somewhat bored.

"Eh! Why are the brothers and the others all at Mount Buzhou?" Through the resonance of their bloodlines, Xuanming easily sensed the other Ancestral Witches.

Logically speaking, Dijiang and the others should be meditating in the divine palace at this moment.

With a frown, Xuanming's figure already streaked across the void, fleeing toward Mount Buzhou.

Feeling the Heavenly Pillar's surging might, joy appeared on Xuanming's face. "Father God's might is growing ever more profound; it is only right that our Wu Clan should flourish!"

The Primordial World was derived after Father God's Opening of Heaven, and now only Mount Buzhou still retained Father God's aura.

Over these years, the might of Mount Buzhou had gradually weakened, and Father God's will had likewise been fading.

Seeing the Heavenly Pillar's might even greater than before, how could Xuanming not be happy in her heart?

The Wu Clan should unify the Primordial World and gather the Heaven and Earth Luck into one clan; perhaps that could awaken the consciousness of Father God on Mount Buzhou.

Just as she neared Mount Buzhou, she saw ten figures fleeing from various directions.

Dijiang, who arrived first, glanced behind Xuanming and asked in confusion: "Big sister! Why did you return alone?"

Zhu Jiuyin and the others, who arrived one after another, also looked at Xuanming with confusion.

Houtu and Xuanming had both insisted on staying at Purple Heaven Palace; why was Houtu's figure not to be seen now?

"Little sister is still in Purple Heaven Palace. I found it uninteresting, so I came back first." Thinking of standing there foolishly in Purple Heaven Palace, Xuanming felt incomparable regret in her heart.

Hongjun's Dao sound spread throughout the Primordial World; she had tried her best to go initially, even patiently waiting outside Purple Heaven Palace for over a thousand years.

Who knew that when the sermon began, others were listening as if intoxicated, while she was completely confused, just standing there.

It was truly boring to wait, so she had no choice but to leave Houtu and return first.

After speaking, Xuanming could not help but look at Gonggong and the others strangely.

According to the personalities of her brothers, they would inevitably mock her, but who knew that no one made a sound.

Thinking of how all her brothers were at Mount Buzhou, Xuanming immediately frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Has something major happened in the Primordial World?"

With a Saint preaching at Purple Heaven Palace, they should of course be seizing the time to meditate; why would they be gathered at Mount Buzhou?

As soon as the words fell, Xuanming's heart sank even further.

The various Ancestral Witches, including Dijiang, were all tightly frowning, and a trace of worry was vaguely visible.

"Gonggong! You tell her." Dijiang looked at Gonggong behind him with a dark face.

The Ten Great Ancestral Witches had searched for over a thousand years; although they had not turned over every inch of Mount Buzhou, they had searched more than half of it.

Let alone catching the stone man, there was not the slightest trace of Kuafu and the other members of the Wu Clan either.

It was not an exaggeration for Mount Buzhou to hide ten million members of the Wu Clan, but to completely isolate itself from the Ancestral Witches' investigation was very abnormal.

The remaining Ancestral Witches did not speak, one by one stepping aside to reveal Gonggong behind them.

Gonggong's expression was somewhat ugly as he walked forward, feeling anxious and uneasy.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, besides the eldest brother Dijiang, the one Gonggong feared most was Xuanming.

Although Xuanming was a girl, her strength was among the best of the Ancestral Witches, and her ferocity was not below Dijiang's.

"Speak!" Seeing Gonggong dawdling, Xuanming became somewhat irritable.

If she didn't feel that the matter was very serious, she would have wanted to take action directly. Secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Gonggong dared not have any doubts and recounted the matters of the Houtu Tribe and Xingtian one by one.

As he uttered each word, the air began to grow heavy, and an inexplicable pressure shrouded their hearts; Gonggong felt a heavy burden.

He dared not raise his head, only able to tell the matter exactly as it was, not daring to omit any details.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Qiangliang and the other Ancestral Witches already slowly retreating toward the surroundings.

Sure enough, just as he finished speaking, he felt a cold, chilling power explode on his stomach.

With a bang, he directly revealed his Ancestral Witch Body, crushing a large area of space, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin and the others were silent as cicadas in winter; only Dijiang walked forward and pondered: "We have searched Mount Buzhou for nearly two thousand years, yet we have gained nothing."

Regarding Father God's will, Gonggong certainly would not hide anything, but for so many years, he hadn't even seen a shadow of that stone man; it was truly bizarre.

"Search! Even if we have to turn over all of Mount Buzhou, we must find Kuafu and the others!" As she spoke, Xuanming looked at the towering Heavenly Pillar before her.

In just a few thousand years, Mount Buzhou had actually experienced dozens of strange phenomena.

The will of Mount Buzhou had strengthened; she had originally thought it was related to the Wu Clan, but she did not expect it might have to do with a Great Demon.

After speaking, Xuanming fled directly toward the peak of Mount Buzhou.

"We must find that stone man before little sister returns!" Dijiang said with a gloomy face, his gaze sweeping over Gonggong, who was flying back in a sorry state in the distance.

The will of Mount Buzhou concerned the entire Wu Clan; this was their top priority.

Zhurong and the others nodded; they were in no mood to mock Gonggong, and one by one, they fled toward Mount Buzhou.

In the mist-shrouded valley, white light shone, dazzling like a white sun, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen.

Just at this moment, the valley shook slightly, and a rumbling sound came.

Tian Yuan, who was in the midst of meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at himself in surprise.

Pure laws accompanied by massive spiritual energy surged in, and then a powerful momentum rippled out from his body surface.

Late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal; he had successfully stepped into the late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal! The white light receded, revealing Tian Yuan's six-zhang-tall, burly body.

"Good, good, good!" Feeling the surging magic power within his body, Tian Yuan's face was full of joy.

He gently clenched his right hand, and immediately his entire arm began to glow with white light; it was no longer the original earthy yellow.

Having broken through a realm, his cultivation of the Law of Force had not fallen behind either.

Overjoyed in his heart, Tian Yuan saw his figure vanish from the valley and arrive at the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space.

The very first thing he did was look toward the Eastern Land.

He immediately saw that among the three Main Veins, a total of fifty-five Branch Veins were glowing brilliantly, shrouded in dense auspicious Qi; over half of the one hundred and eight Branch Veins had already been completely cleared.

Breaking through from the mid-stage to the late-stage of the Golden Immortal realm yielded feedback from exactly twenty Branch Veins.

With joy in his heart, Tian Yuan immediately calmed his mind, and the will of Mount Buzhou enveloped that completely cleared Branch Vein.

The Tribulation Qi descending from heaven and earth grew increasingly dense, and it took Tian Yuan quite a long time to distribute those many members of the Wu Clan into other Branch Veins.

Under the perception of his powerful will, Tian Yuan also noticed several stone men manifested by the laws.

Including the Law of Force, they had all broken through to the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm.

Presumably, it would not take long for the stone men to break through again, and his speed in cultivating these laws would also become faster.

He dispatched the Wu Clan to clear the Earth Veins to strengthen the will of Mount Buzhou, and Mount Buzhou provided feedback directly through the laws.

"Eh?"

With a cry of surprise, Tian Yuan vanished from the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space.

(End of this chapter)