Chapter 81: Tian Yuan Sneaks into the Pangu Temple (Seeking First Subscription)

The man and the beast had only just dashed down Mount Buzhou for a short while when Huluwa suddenly sat up straight.

"Little Master, have you discovered something?" Gungun immediately halted his form and asked in a soft voice.

His perception quickly probed toward the surroundings, but he did not discover anything strange.

Sensing Gungun's movement, Huluwa hurriedly patted the other's forehead and said in a crisp voice, "Withdraw your Divine Sense, don't let it wander everywhere."

Gungun dared not hesitate and immediately restrained his own aura, though he felt somewhat surprised and suspicious in his heart.

The Little Master's Dao techniques were profound, and the spiritual treasure in his hand was so powerful; why the need to be so cautious?

As he spoke, Huluwa pointed ahead and said excitedly, "Go straight, hurry up!"

He had already sensed a Wu Clan tribe, and there were many Wu people inside.

As the words fell, Gungun swooshed away, and from afar, he spotted a small Wu Clan tribe.

Just as Gungun's heart was filled with doubt, he saw Huluwa on his back casually toss out the Treasure Gourd.

Suddenly, in the tribe not far away, a group of Wu people were all scrambling in a panic, flying toward the gourd in the air.

In an instant, the entire tribe was emptied; not a single figure was left behind.

"Go! To the next Wu Clan tribe!" Huluwa, having recalled the Treasure Gourd, gently patted the Iron-Eating Beast.

"Ah? Oh, oh, oh!" Gungun was somewhat dazed.

So this was the mission Huluwa had spoken of; he was truly too familiar with this scene.

It was just that in the past, the master would only capture Wu people above the Golden Immortal realm, but Huluwa hadn't even left behind the Demon Beasts raised by the tribe.

Earlier, the two masters Houtu and Tian Yuan were clearly talking happily; why had they started capturing Wu people again?

What kind of deep hatred did the master have for the Wu Clan?

Gungun dared not ask and could only bury his head and charge forward, while simultaneously restraining his own aura once more.

Gungun was very clear about the Wu Clan's temper; having already captured so many Wu people, regardless of what Houtu thought, the moods of the remaining Ancestral Witches must be terrible.

If they were rashly discovered by them, Gungun dared not imagine what the result would be.

Although the Little Master was powerful, he was definitely no match for the twelve Ancestral Witches.

They were all Innate Sacred, and no matter how powerful a magic treasure was, it could not harm their Ancestral Witch Body.

If he had the choice, Gungun would not want to come out at all; how comfortable it was to stay on Mount Buzhou.

Unlike Gungun's worry, Huluwa's heart was filled with excitement and joy.

Being able to help the Father Mountain was the happiest thing in his life.

The Treasure Gourd contained its own space; capturing no matter how many Wu people was a trivial matter.

Before long, another Wu Clan tribe appeared ahead.

According to the Father Mountain's instructions, as long as it was a living being in the tribe, not one was left behind; all were taken away.

While Huluwa was wantonly capturing the Wu Clan in the Eastern Land, Tian Yuan, who was meditating quietly on Mount Buzhou, slowly opened his eyes.

Scanning his arm that had recovered as before, Tian Yuan glanced at the distance from the corner of his eye and muttered softly, "These Ancestral Witches actually have this much patience?"

Not much time had passed, but it had been several hundred years.

This amount of time meant nothing to other living beings, but the Ancestral Witches were different.

He had heard from Houtu that several Ancestral Witches had gone to the trouble of rushing to the Purple Heaven Palace, but because the gates were closed, they waited for two or three days, felt displeased, and ran straight back.

They didn't mind traveling through Chaos for a thousand years, but couldn't wait for even a moment; with such a short, explosive temper, they had actually guarded him for several hundred years.

The aura of Gonggong in the sky had not moved; how could this not surprise Tian Yuan?

It was very clear that these Ancestral Witches were determined to deal with him.

"That Stone Man has moved!" Xuanming lowered her voice, and the anger within could be clearly felt.

The remaining Dijiang and the others let out a soft breath, their eyes filled with madness and violence.

To be able to make so many of them from the Wu Clan wait for such a long time, the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain was definitely the first in history.

"Once we catch this hateful guy, we must smash him to pieces!" Gonggong gritted his teeth, his chest heaving violently.

Zhurong and the others on the side did not speak, but nodded heavily.

For these few hundred years, they had suppressed the urge to jump out and beat the other party countless times, all to wait for Tian Yuan to leave Mount Buzhou.

Now that the other party had finally moved, it was time to descend the mountain.

Just as the several Ancestral Witches were full of anticipation, a buzzing sound suddenly came from afar.

Dijiang and the others, hidden in the void, all had their faces twitch, their expressions becoming incomparably ugly.

With a rumbling sound, a vast might bloomed on Mount Buzhou, accompanied by a powerful aura surging upward.

That aura was Tian Yuan, that Stone Man; he—he had actually broken through.

The other party had broken into the Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak! "Damn it! Damn it!" Gonggong roared in a low voice, his expression somewhat ferocious.

"Why? Why is it like this?" Zhurong was full of anger, his heart filled with doubt.

The remaining Ancestral Witches, Dijiang and the others, did not speak, but their faces were equally ugly.

That Tian Yuan could control the will of Mount Buzhou already made them furious beyond measure.

Now that the might of Mount Buzhou had surged, followed immediately by Tian Yuan's smooth breakthrough, one didn't need to think to know the two were related.

This Stone Man had definitely stolen the legacy of the Father God, relying on Mount Buzhou to cultivate so quickly.

These things should have been controlled by their Wu Clan, yet they fell to a Great Demon; how could they not be unwilling?

Dijiang took a deep breath and shouted in a low voice, "Quiet your breath!"

Tian Yuan had broken through; if they were the slightest bit careless or were sensed by the other party, then all their previous efforts would be wasted.

Xuanming and the others also knew this situation and could only try their best to suppress the anger and mania in their hearts.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!" On Mount Buzhou, Tian Yuan laughed loudly, his face full of excitement.

Tian Yuan, excited in his heart, hurriedly calmed his mind. Of the one hundred and eight Branch Veins in the Eastern Land, seventy-nine had now been cleared.

Originally, according to his estimation, he could only break through if he completely purified eighty Branch Veins.

Who would have known that by providing cover for Huluwa to cultivate on Mount Buzhou, he would unexpectedly break through to Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak ahead of schedule.

Leaving behind a small wisp of his will, Tian Yuan began to cast the members of the Wu Clan in that Branch Vein one by one toward the Main Vein.

After half a day, Tian Yuan stood up, took a step, and his figure vanished from where he stood.

The many Ancestral Witches observing from afar were overjoyed and hurriedly looked toward Gonggong one by one. They were somewhat worried that if Tian Yuan broke through, he might discover the mark left by the Green Python.

Gonggong did not speak; his figure quickly fled in one direction.

Behind him, the many Ancestral Witches held their breath and focused, quietly following behind, with only restless anger showing in their eyes.

Yet the next moment, they could no longer be happy.

"What is going on? Why is this stone man cultivating again?" Zhu Jiuyin glared, panting heavily.

"I can no longer wait!"

"Big Brother! Forget it, let's charge up. I don't believe we can't catch him if we turn the entire Mount Buzhou upside down."

"Indeed! Even if that space is mysterious, we can still find it."

Seeing that Tian Yuan was cultivating again, the many Ancestral Witches were all filled with anger.

Waiting aimlessly like this was truly too unbearable.

Dijiang did not speak, his substantive gaze sweeping over the group of brothers and sisters.

Although he did not speak, the meaning in his eyes could not have been clearer.

Gonggong and the others were unhappy in their hearts, but they could only lower their heads obediently; only Xuanming understood what Dijiang was thinking.

Father God's heart originally connected to that world, but they had tried everything in the past period of time without any harvest.

Mount Buzhou was formed from Father God's spine, but beneath the Blood Pool was Father God's heart.

This meant that even on Mount Buzhou, they likely could not find that space.

To deal with the stone man, they only had a chance outside of Mount Buzhou.

The angry Ancestral Witches could only wait in the void once again.

Tian Yuan sat quietly on Mount Buzhou, the rich will of Mount Buzhou emerging from his body, accompanied by nine-colored light circling him.

After a short while, the rosy light dimmed, and the burly stone man cultivated silently, his body shrouded in white light.

Millions of miles away at the foot of Mount Buzhou, a stone man carefully crawled out; it was none other than Tian Yuan.

Standing still for a long while, Gonggong's aura in the distance had not moved in the slightest.

"He really didn't discover it." Tian Yuan touched his chin, his eyes filled with excitement.

He had only left behind a fake body, plus the spiritual treasure, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

Such a simple trick of a cicada shedding its skin, yet the Ancestral Witches had not noticed it at all.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he planned to take a stroll in the holy land of the Wu Clan, Pangu Temple.

Tian Yuan was truly too covetous of Pangu's heart; this item definitely had a major effect on the recovery of the Primordial World's Earth Veins.

If not for suddenly breaking into Great Luo Golden Immortal Peak, Tian Yuan had not planned to head to Pangu Temple so quickly.

The Ancestral Witch Body was already extraordinary, but without the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil to protect his body, even being close to Mount Buzhou could lead to accidents.

But it was different at the same realm; Tian Yuan was quite confident in himself.

For safety's sake, Tian Yuan did not head straight for Pangu Temple, but instead changed locations several times, finally even darting toward the Eastern Land.

In his distant perception, Gonggong's aura remained motionless.

"Phew! I hope there are no Ancestral Witches inside Pangu Temple!" Muttering softly, Tian Yuan no longer hesitated and headed straight for Pangu Temple at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

After half a day, the familiar valley appeared before his eyes.

The pressure rushing toward him did not cause Tian Yuan any discomfort; instead, it gave him a feeling of home.

The valley was silent, with no living beings to be seen, nor could he feel any fluctuation of aura.

The temple was formed from Pangu's heart, its might far surpassing Mount Buzhou, and ordinary members of the Wu Clan could not even approach it.

Without the slightest hindrance, Tian Yuan successfully arrived outside Pangu Temple.

Numerous towering stone pillars stood around, and the temple floated quietly in the middle, shrouded in thick clouds and mist, emitting a vast and ancient aura.

"It seems the Ancestral Witches are really not here!" Tian Yuan was overjoyed.

He had already walked here openly and had not caused any movement; Dijiang and the others must definitely be surrounding and suppressing him at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

Pouting, Tian Yuan strode into the temple, and indeed, there was no sign of the Ancestral Witches.

The temple was built of giant stones and covered with mysterious Dao Patterns; in the center of the entire hall, only the Blood Pool floated.

Above the Blood Pool, billions of stars twinkled, blooming with dazzling starlight, dyeing the Blood Pool with a layer of strange, brilliant light.

After searching carefully, there was nothing else in the entire temple except for the Blood Pool.

Standing in the hall, Tian Yuan's gaze turned toward the Blood Pool in the middle: "Pangu's heart turned into Pangu Temple; does one have to move the entire temple away?"

The many stone pillars outside were shrouded in an inexplicable energy, which must be a powerful array, lifting the temple into the air.

If he moved it rashly, it would definitely attract the attention of the Ancestral Witches.

Moreover, Tian Yuan vaguely felt that it would not be that easy to move the entire temple away in a short time.

Pangu Temple was the holy land of the Wu Clan, but for the Wu Clan, what was crucial was the Blood Pool before him.

Tian Yuan leaned in close and reached his hand into it; his eyes immediately brightened, and he dove straight into the Blood Pool.

In an instant, rolling Blood Fiend Qi surged over, accompanied by a crazy and violent aura.

(End of this chapter)