Primordial Era: Oh no, the Witch Clan has produced a genius!

Now that we have this Chaos Gourd, we need to re-plan our future path.

After obtaining the Chaos Gourd, Xuan Tian immediately made plans for the future.

After refining the Chaos Gourd, Xuan Tian and the Ancestral Witches began their ascent of the mountain.

Mount Buzhou is 99,999 zhang high, while the Pangu Temple is located at the foot of Mount Buzhou, about 1,000 zhang high (a zhang in the primordial era is different from a zhang in the ordinary era). Nuwa and Fuxi's cave dwellings are also located at roughly this location.

After the Ancestral Witches began climbing the mountain, there was no reaction for the first three thousand feet. However, after passing three thousand feet, a faint pressure from Pangu descended upon their bodies and primordial spirits, but this was not enough to make them stop.

"Brothers, the main purpose of our climb is not to climb the mountain, but to consolidate our cultivation, so we must not be too hasty," Xuan Tian reminded them, fearing that the climb would arouse the competitive spirit of the Ancestral Witches.

The Ancestral Witches nodded without speaking. At this moment, they began to carefully sense Pangu's pressure, because they discovered that Pangu's pressure had begun to slowly temper their primordial spirits.

A century later, the Ancestral Witches arrived at a position nine thousand feet high. At this place, Pangu's pressure was already very obvious, but it still did not pose any pressure to the Ancestral Witches.

During these hundred years, the fact that the ancestral witches climbed Mount Buzhou was also discovered by all living beings in the primordial world.

They couldn't quite understand why the ancestral witches would climb Mount Buzhou, but following the crowd, many others in the prehistoric world also came to climb Mount Buzhou.

In their view, if even the powerful Ancestral Witch had to climb Mount Buzhou, it meant that climbing Mount Buzhou must bring benefits, so they followed suit and climbed it as well.

Even Di Jun and Tai Yi, Dong Wang Gong and west Wang Mu, Nuwa and Fuxi, as well as the Western duo, the Three Pure Ones, Zhen Yuanzi and other well-known quasi-saints from the prehistoric world gathered in Buzhou Mountain.

The last time so many people were present was when they were fighting over the Innate Gourd Vine.

Xuan Tian also noticed the group, but he didn't stop them. Since they wanted to climb, he let them. Mount Buzhou wasn't so easy to climb.

With the addition of powerful beings from the primordial era, the Ancestral Witches moved a little faster, and two hundred years later, they arrived at a position of 30,000 zhang.

When it reached 30,000 zhang, Pangu's pressure was already very strong. Even the Ancestral Witches could only move forward with their backs bent, and this was still because the Ancestral Witches had powerful physical bodies.

The vast majority of cultivators in the prehistoric world stopped at the 20,000-zhang mark. Those who could reach the 30,000-zhang mark were all well-known powerful figures and quasi-saints in the prehistoric world.

However, Xuan Tian estimated that these people wouldn't be able to hold on for long, because even Xuan Tian and the others were feeling some pressure. Others with weaker physical bodies probably wouldn't be able to reach the 40,000-zhang mark. The only one with any hope was probably Kunpeng.

As Xuan Tian had predicted, at 38,000 feet, the Western duo, Nuwa, Fuxi, and the others could no longer endure it. The Western duo wanted to go further, but then they coughed up a mouthful of blood, which frightened the others into stopping.

At this height of 38,000 feet, everyone remained for approximately fifty years. The Western duo then descended the mountain, followed by Nuwa and Fuxi, then Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun...

In the end, only the Thirteen Ancestral Witches, Kunpeng, the Three Pure Ones, and Emperor Jun and Taiyi remained.

Seeing the crowd with flushed faces, practically crawling on all fours, Xuan Tian grinned and then began to walk upwards.

Every step from here on is extremely difficult, but for the Ancestral Witches with their powerful physical bodies, this is not yet their limit. At least for now, the Ancestral Witches are still climbing on their feet. Although their backs are bent, they are not yet on all fours.

When they reached 39,000 feet, Di Jun and Tai Yi could no longer hold on. They stayed in that position for less than ten years before descending the mountain, followed by the Three Pure Ones.

They glared at Xuan Tian with hatred, then descended the mountain with resentment in their eyes. The main reason was that the Three Pure Ones had indeed reached their limit. If they forced themselves to continue upwards, their physical bodies would easily collapse, thereby damaging their foundation and resources, which was not the result they wanted to see.

After the Three Pure Ones left, only the Thirteen Ancestral Witches and Kunpeng remained on Mount Buzhou.

However, Kunpeng did not last long. When he reached 40,000 feet, he finally could not hold on any longer and left Buzhou Mountain.

At this point, only the thirteen ancestral witches remained to climb Mount Buzhou.

"Is it alright?" Xuan Tian asked, looking at the group of Ancestral Witches.

"No problem!" the ancestral witches said with a smile.

After saying that, he began to climb the mountain step by step. Although they were climbing Buzhou Mountain only to temper their primordial spirit and physical body, they would definitely do so if they could reach the top of the mountain during this time.

At this moment, Xuan Tian was also thinking about a question. In the ancient novels of his previous life, it was said that climbing to the top of Buzhou Mountain would bring a gift from Pangu. He wondered if this was true.

If it's true, he really wants to try it; he wants to see what kind of gift the Father God Pangu has given him.

Over the next few centuries, the ancestral witches communicated less and less, and the distance between them also began to shift. The ancestral witches who had once progressed side by side gradually drifted apart.

The first tier consists of Xuan Tian, ​​Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Hou Tu; the second tier consists of Xuan Ming, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and Qiang Liang; and the others are in the third tier.

Time flies, and a thousand years have passed. During this time, the thirteen ancestral witches have reached a height of eighty-eight thousand feet.

At this point, the Ancestral Witches had already revealed their true forms, and they were no longer walking, but crawling, with each step appearing extremely difficult.

Even powerful figures like Xuan Tian and Di Jiang were pinned to the ground by Pangu's oppressive aura, unable to even lift their heads.

Over the past thousand years, the cultivators of the prehistoric world have been paying attention to the thirteen ancestral witches. However, when they reached 80,000 feet, they could no longer see the ancestral witches, and even their divine sense could not detect them.

"Shall we continue climbing?" Dijiang asked with difficulty.

"Brother, there are only a little over ten thousand feet left. I want to give it a try. If you can't hold on, then go down the mountain first. I want to go up and take a look." Xuan Tian's voice was very low, because every word he spoke was a test of his physical strength.

"We can hold on. When we really can't hold on any longer, we'll come down the mountain," Dijiang said after thinking for a moment.

Xuan Tian nodded without saying a word.

After resting in this position for almost ten years, the group began to move upwards inch by inch.

When they reached 90,000 zhang, Pangu's pressure increased several times over. Xuantian's primordial spirit trembled and he lost consciousness. The bones in his body shattered the moment he stepped onto the 90,000 zhang mark. Fortunately, his magical power was not affected by Pangu's pressure and could still operate normally.

When Xuan Tian's bones shattered, his magical power began to circulate on its own, starting to repair them. However, every time the bones were repaired, they would be crushed again by Pangu's pressure.

Like Xuan Tian, ​​all the other Ancestral Witches lost consciousness when they stepped into the 90,000-zhang mark. Their bones were crushed like a pile of mud, and even their flesh was covered in wounds, which were secondary injuries caused by the broken bones.