Chapter 183: Meeting Shi Hao at Mount Bulao, the Primordial Treasure Realm

More than half a month later, the void above Mount Bulao in the Xuanyu was suddenly torn apart, revealing a chasm of unknown length and breadth.

One could see that within that chasm, great stars were lined up, terrifying to the extreme.

"Swoosh..." Without a ripple, the figures of Mengchen and the others stepped out from that chasm.

Ahead, the landscape was magnificent, with undulating mountain ranges like a coiled True Dragon, extremely splendid, and large swathes of purple mist rising—a sign of auspiciousness.

"Is this Mount Bulao?" Mengchen gazed ahead and muttered to himself, his eyes cold and stern.

A green stone path led into the mountains, where countless giant peaks stood tall, wreathed in immortal mist, like one Heavenly Dragon after another in slumber.

At the very center, that great mountain had a peculiar shape, like a palm pressing down, very strange, exuding an inexplicable aura, giving one a sense of immortality.

Legend has it that this is the main body of Mount Bulao, while the other peaks are merely auxiliary peaks guarding it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, from the void not far away, came intense sounds; someone was dueling.

From afar, Mengchen saw that it was the Bulao Heavenly Venerable locked in a fierce battle with a creature possessing Kunpeng wings.

Not far away, Mengchen noticed a thin figure in white, "That is... Shi Hao! He and that Small Tower are looting the Mount Bulao treasury."

"Shi Hao! Let us have a chat later!" Mengchen gazed at that figure from afar, his eyes immediately igniting with cold light.

Afterwards, he and Heizi and the others arrived at the main peak of Mount Bulao and shouted, "Thieves of Mount Bulao, come out and die!"

"My Bulao Heavenly Venerable has arrived, who dares to clamor?" Immediately, several powerhouses rushed out, followed by many young disciples.

"It's you..." Someone recognized Mengchen.

"You killed the disciples of the Western Sect first; today you must pay with blood. Kill!" Mengchen roared and struck directly.

Heizi, Xiaohuang, the Tianhu girl, and Xiyao all unleashed their methods to attack.

"How dare you!" From the distant void, the Bulao Heavenly Venerable shouted toward this side.

But he was locked in a fierce battle with the creature possessing Kunpeng wings and could not spare a hand.

Mengchen's Cave Heaven shone brilliantly, erupting with immeasurable light, fighting to the extreme, as the powerhouses of Mount Bulao fell one after another.

Suddenly, in the void where the Bulao Heavenly Venerable and the Kunpeng-winged creature were battling, immeasurable golden light bloomed, spraying auspicious rays that filled the heavens and earth, and then a huge figure manifested, solemn and grave, compassionate and sacred.

It was a giant divine statue, entirely golden, sitting cross-legged in the void, taller than the mountains.

"A great power of the Western Sect from the Upper Realm!" Mengchen sensed it and his expression turned strange.

It was a huge Dharma Image that rapidly condensed into a sixteen-foot Golden Body, crystalline and brilliant, approaching at high speed, holding a green bamboo the thickness of a thumb.

Seeing the Western Sect great power descend, the Undying Being turned and left, no longer lingering in battle, and actually flew toward Shi Hao and the Small Tower; soon after, Shi Hao, the Small Tower, and the Kunpeng-winged creature all began to flee.

"Slap..."

A crystalline green bamboo, like jade, pointed forward and struck the Small Tower, making it tumble—this was the Western Sect great power making a move.

On the other side, the Bulao Heavenly Venerable and a Wuxing Shan also pursued, clashing again with the Kunpeng-winged creature, wanting to suppress it while it was weak.

"Hum!"

Purple mist came from the east; in the distance, an old ox appeared, walking slowly, carrying a phantom that descended. That creature carried an immortal sword and also charged into the battlefield.

One could see the Small Tower shielding Shi Hao, avoiding battle with those great powers and fleeing at high speed.

"Rumble..."

As the great powers appeared one after another, it triggered an inexplicable change; the entire Xuanyu began to shake, and life energy flourished.

"Eh, a Primordial Treasure Realm has opened, what a great opportunity." Mengchen heard the whisper of the Vajra Pestle and looked toward that place.

"Go! There might be a great opportunity!" The Vajra Pestle said, directly wrapping around Mengchen and the others to seek that mysterious energy.

By now, many Mount Bulao disciples had been killed by Mengchen and the others, which could be considered venting anger and seeking revenge for Lao Tuzi and the former fellow disciples of the Western Sect.

Now Mengchen's divine sense expanded, sensing the surroundings.

"A Primordial Treasure Realm has indeed emerged!" The Vajra Pestle said with faint surprise.

Mengchen and the others were carried by the Vajra Pestle and rushed to that secret location at the first opportunity, also feeling very astonished; soon, under the guidance of the Vajra Pestle, Mengchen and Shi Hao moved forward at high speed.

"Brother Shi Hao, long time no see!" Mengchen greeted with a smile.

"Brother Mengchen, I hope you have been well. I didn't expect to meet you here at Mount Bulao." Shi Hao felt deeply surprised by this encounter.

They rushed in, and the Bulao Heavenly Venerable, the Western Sect Golden Body Dharma Image, and other Upper Realm great powers also followed into the Primordial Treasure Realm.

"Liu Shen!" Shi Hao was startled, sensing a monstrous fluctuation that was very familiar—it belonged to Liu Shen! "It disappeared for many days to seek a great opportunity." Shi Hao had not expected to unexpectedly discover its aura in this Primordial Treasure Realm; clearly, the emergence of this place was related to Liu Shen.

"Could it be her? She is still here!" The Vajra Pestle's exclamation suddenly rang in Mengchen's heart.

"Who is she?" Mengchen asked in his heart. "A supreme existence from the Immortal Ancient era!" The Vajra Pestle's voice held a trace of excitement.

Although Mengchen did not know who it was referring to, he knew in his heart that for the Vajra Pestle to be like this, it must be a peerless powerhouse.

"Swoosh!"

A sound of piercing the air rang out; a streak of glowing green light flew over and struck Shi Hao, who was guarding the Small Tower, making it tumble and sway unsteadily in the void, tracing a curved trajectory.

"You go too far." The Small Tower was angry; several layers of the tower shone together, and a Taotie flew out, powerful and fierce, swallowing all things, and charged toward the rear.

The sixteen-foot Golden Body was shaken; the green bamboo in its hand pointed, and the Dao laws flowed continuously. After a confrontation, it finally struck the Taotie's brow with a "slap," making it tumble and then vanish into nothingness.

This Western Sect great power from the Upper Realm was extremely strong; its movements were not fierce, but every strike hit a critical point, making one uncomfortable, secretly containing supreme Order Power.

Mengchen watched this existence, his mind shocked.

At this moment, they had already killed their way into the depths of the Primordial Treasure Realm; the sixteen-foot Golden Body had its eyes on the Small Tower, battling it incessantly, while others also occasionally attacked the Small Tower, the laws sounding like thunder.

Mengchen could see that the main purpose of these people in the Lower Realm was still to seal the creature possessing Kunpeng wings.

The golden wings flapped, and the thick golden mist and powerful divine energy fluctuations shattered the vast earth; this Primordial Treasure Realm suffered unimaginable impact.

The Kunpeng-winged creature was in a fierce battle, doing its utmost to resist, tearing the firmament, the sound of the Dao rumbling; it was incomparably powerful, its physical body displaying extreme strength.

Outside its body, a nebula swirled, as if eternal and undying, and a galaxy hung down, glowing and brilliant, extremely spectacular.

"Clang!"

Its left shoulder took a hit from the Wuxing Shan, its whole body shaking violently, yet it used this to borrow force, its right palm spitting out five-colored divine light, striking at the powerhouse riding the ox.

With a metallic clang, the opponent drew an immortal sword; at this moment, the blazing sword light turned eternal, slicing through all tangible matter.

The five-colored divine light was slashed open, the sharp aura unstoppable, still hacking toward the Kunpeng-winged creature; the sword rainbow was heaven-shocking!

The Kunpeng-winged creature shook its wings, and endless thunder appeared, interspersed with golden feathers, booming and exploding; it could actually change the trajectory of the sword light, leading it to hack toward the Immortal Venerable.

"Clang!"

The Immortal Venerable pinched the Heaven-Supporting Seal, using world-shocking Dharma power to resist the sword rainbow and neutralize this strike, then pursued the Kunpeng-winged creature once more.

"Puff!"

The Kunpeng-winged creature was besieged, its situation critical; with its vital energy not yet recovered, it finally suffered heavy injuries, and a mouthful of golden blood sprayed out, piercing the void. Some blood scattered, turning a mountain range below into ashes; the power of its true blood was hard to block!

He roared toward the sky, crazily absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to strengthen his own body and replenish his life origin; he needed immeasurable heaven and earth essence to allow himself to ascend to the peak.

"Her aura is clearly here? Where did she go?" the Vajra Pestle exclaimed in surprise; it was sensing that mysterious aura.

Mengchen discovered that everyone who had entered at this moment was emitting divine sense to search, battling while entering the deepest part of the Primordial Treasure Realm to hunt for that great opportunity.

Mengchen also knew that there must be a great fortune here, and something extraordinary was about to be born.

This Primordial Treasure Realm was extremely vast, forming a world of its own.

Just like this, they explored while battling, their divine sense spreading like a vast ocean.

At this time, the Small Tower guarding Shi Hao exerted its power, seemingly angered by the Western Sect Leader; its whole body was white and crystal clear, releasing immortal Great Dao laws to freeze that green bamboo.

Afterwards, its several tower levels separated, turning into several streaks of chaotic light, charging separately toward the sixteen-foot Golden Body, emitting immeasurable divine power and shattering the vacuum! Having been entangled and struck several times, it had long been angry and would no longer retreat, intending to strike with great force.

At this moment, the Vajra Pestle suddenly became exceptionally resonant, shouting in a deep voice toward the Western Sect great expert: "This person cannot be harmed!"

The person the Vajra Pestle's words referred to was naturally Shi Hao; in its deductions, Shi Hao and Mengchen were the hope of the future.

The Western Sect great expert heard this and looked over, setting his eyes on Mengchen and the Vajra Pestle beside Mengchen.

Previously, he had already noticed the existence of Mengchen's Vajra Pestle; because Mengchen was a disciple of his own Western Sect, he did not fear the obscure existence beside him and attacked wantonly.

"Considering you are also inherited from my Ancient Monk Lineage, I will not kill you; leave quickly." The Vajra Pestle spoke, carrying a warning tone.

That Western Sect great expert frowned upon hearing this; although there was a trace of displeasure in his heart, he deeply felt the Vajra Pestle was terrifying, so he did not vent it, but instead tried to cozy up to Mengchen: "I am the Western Sect Leader of the Upper Realm. This little disciple of our sect in the Lower Realm, I welcome you to ascend to the Upper Realm Dao field in the future; at that time, all the resources of our sect will be at your disposal."

Upper Realm Sect Leader! Mengchen was somewhat shocked to hear this; this was actually the Western Sect Leader of the Upper Realm.

"This disciple will!" Mengchen replied with a smile; although he was no longer considered a Western Sect disciple at this moment, Lao Tuzi was still a member of the Western Sect, and one could not offend such an existence, lest Lao Tuzi's situation become worrying.

Seeing Mengchen's response, the Western Sect Leader's face broke into a smile; he knew that since Mengchen was a disciple of his sect, the existence behind him would also become a pillar of support for the Western Sect in the future.

Therefore, he said respectfully toward the Vajra Pestle: "I will keep the senior's words in mind and leave now." As the words fell, that brilliant and dazzling Golden Body Dharma Image quickly disappeared from sight.

As for the Immortal Venerable, Wuxing Shan, and the great experts riding bulls who were currently locked in a fierce battle with the Kunpeng creature, the Vajra Pestle did not pay them any mind.

"Clatter...!"

Just at this sudden moment, at this critical juncture, several blazing chains of order rushed out from the void, charging separately toward the Immortal Venerable, Wuxing Shan, and the bull-riding powerhouses who were besieging the Kunpeng-winged creature.

(End of this chapter)