The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

A clear ray of light enveloped the earth, leaving bright lines as it sped along.

Everything around was rapidly receding; within the Daoist aura of the lamp, almost everything was frozen, and even time itself seemed to flow extremely slowly.

As long as they don't come into contact with places rich in Daoist principles, they can maintain this speed.

The speed of light? This has long surpassed the speed of light. Along the way, many strange beasts or witches who bullied the demon race were killed by Qinghui.

"Be careful not to let those great witches find out."

Chen Geng reminded Du Deng to specifically choose a route that bypassed the major tribes.

There might be a great shaman in those large tribes.

The Great Witch is second only to the Ancestral Witch, holding a lofty position and possessing terrifying power. If any one of them were to become angry, they could trigger a cataclysmic event.

He still felt fear when he recalled the "black earth" he had seen last time.

"Your Highness, rest assured, if the Great Shaman dares to bully the weak, His Majesty the Demon Emperor will certainly not let them get away with it!"

Du Deng didn't care about this, but Chen Geng was more shrewd. He knew he couldn't beat them at the moment, so it was best not to take any risks.

The journey was thrilling but without major incident. When they were almost at Buzhou Mountain, Chen Geng decided to wait a little longer. He saved an unlucky demon and made his contribution points a small round number.

Contribution value: 185100.

180,000 contribution points!

Chen Geng's eyes lit up, and after leaving 100 points, he added them to his fusion score without hesitation.

[Fusion degree: 0.33%]

Meanwhile, Jinwu Avenue also reached 0.33%.

He had a premonition that when the integration rate reached 1%, something big was about to happen.

Just as the fusion level increased, it seemed as if a gaze fell from above. It was very familiar, it seemed... to be the gaze from the sun earlier?

We've arrived at Buzhou Mountain.

The three of them felt a sudden sensation throughout their bodies, and in an instant, the heat vanished, all the summer heat disappeared, and the immortal mist enveloped their bodies and minds, as if divine creation had bestowed a gentle rain.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains upon mountains, and patches of green, blessed lands.

Standing in Buzhou Mountain, just by taking a breath, one can feel one's cultivation level rising rapidly.

  

At this time, Buzhou Mountain was a million times more beautiful than it had been during the Dragon-Han Calamity.

Du Deng and Qian Yao, who were on either side of Chen Geng, couldn't help but sigh.

"The Dao Ancestor preached that Mount Buzhou was once extremely desolate, but now it is almost as rich as my Demon Court."

"Your Highness, there are many powerful beings on Mount Buzhou. We must be careful."

Qianyao timely reminded: "I heard that some great supernatural beings are too lazy to go through all that trouble, so they have settled down on the mountain and are waiting for the Dao Ancestor's third sermon."

When he spoke of the Dao Ancestor, he looked up at the sky with reverence, as if afraid of causing some trouble.

"I know, just follow behind me."

Chen Geng tossed An Jingjing, who was in his claws, to Qian Yao and removed the time freeze: "Keep an eye on her for me, don't let her die."

In fact, just getting to this point was the greatest blessing. The occasional spiritual rain that fell on An Jingjing's body immediately relieved her injuries.

Chen Geng sought opportunities on Mount Buzhou, but Mount Buzhou was so vast that finding such opportunities truly depended on luck.

After encountering a patch of celestial mist along the way, An Jingjing woke up completely.

"I...I'm still alive?"

With each breath she took, she could feel life bursting forth in her chest and spreading to every part of her body.

"Have the nine suns in the sky already departed?"

She carefully observed her surroundings and found herself standing on soft ground.

"You're awake?"

Suddenly, a head rose from the ground and stared straight at her.

It was clearly one of the thousand kilns.

"what!"

She was so frightened she almost peed herself, but then heads rose up behind her and beside her.

I... I'm actually standing on top of a giant demon! This demon is at least as big as a hundred-story building!

"You frightened her. She should be human, a weak race created by Nuwa, the goddess of my demon race."

The lamp opened its mouth, casting its gentle light upon An Jingjing in an attempt to calm her down.

As a result, when An Jingjing saw the lamp, her pupils dilated and her face turned ashen.

"The light...the light is talking..."

She closed her eyes immediately and fainted from fright.

"broken."

Qianyao shrank back and subconsciously looked ahead, afraid that the Seventh Prince would take his anger out on him.

Fortunately, His Highness didn't take it to heart. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as this human didn't die, everything would be fine.

Chen Geng wasn't unaware of it; he simply hadn't noticed that An Jingjing had woken up.

The integration level is still too low, and the Golden Crow's strength is insufficient to respond to every thought.

At this moment, he had a certain feeling, as if something was waiting for him as he walked forward on Mount Buzhou.

"Indeed, there are many treasures on Mount Buzhou!"

His eyes sparkled with wonder, and he took flight immediately.

The Golden Crow transforms into a rainbow. Chen Geng transformed into a golden rainbow, which traveled all the way through the mountains and rivers of Buzhou Mountain. From a distance, it looked like a golden thread crossing the peaks.

That feeling grew closer and stronger.

Finally, at a certain moment, Chen Geng's flapping wings came to an abrupt stop, right below!

He looked down and saw that the soil on Mount Buzhou was golden, and this land had been completely dyed golden at some point.

Endless, mature golden energy spreads here, yet it is confined within this small grotto.

Chen Geng subconsciously turned around and found that Qianyao and Dudeng, who had been following him, were gone.

Ahead stood a thatched hut, from which wisps of smoke rose straight into the sky…

On Mount Buzhou, Qianyao and Dudeng followed closely behind Chen Geng, but suddenly they discovered that His Highness had disappeared!

"Where is His Highness?"

Qianyao immediately raised over a thousand heads to look around, but saw nothing.

Du Deng also fully exerted its abilities, its clear light covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, but it found nothing.

"Let me see what just happened!"

He roared, unleashing his profound immortal cultivation without any concealment, as if he wanted to rule over everything within a radius of ten thousand miles.

But in the next instant, his face turned pale, he almost couldn't stand up, and he was terrified.

"No, the Daoist energy here is so strong that it has suppressed my cultivation to almost nothing."

The Daoist aura on Mount Buzhou is so intense, it's completely different from that on the primordial land.

For example, in places where the Dao of Time is scarce, he can directly reverse the river of time with his cultivation, see the past of that area, and even go back to the past.

But in places where the Dao of Time is strong, he cannot even slow down time slightly.

Besides the Dao of Time, there are countless other Great Daos suppressing this Buzhou Mountain.

"Your Highness, how come such a large golden crow has disappeared?"

Qianyao jumped up and down, saying, "Demon King, why don't we go back to the Demon Court now and get reinforcements?"

"I'm afraid Your Highness might be harmed by the evil spirits on this mountain..."

"Shut up!" Du Deng Qinghui pinched Qian Yao's thousand mouths shut, warning him:

"The people on Mount Buzhou are all great supernatural beings, the creators of the primordial world. We owe them a debt of gratitude, so don't speak nonsense."

Qianyao suddenly realized his mistake, and his eyes revealed gratitude.

They have no background. If His Highness says such things, it's fine. But if they say something bad, the Great Dao will sense it in an instant, and those powerful beings could wipe them out with a single thought.

The Three Thousand Great Daos... are the Three Thousand Great Supernatural Power Masters themselves!

"But Your Highness..." Qianyao was still worried, but Dudeng shook his head:

"Don't worry, His Highness has the precious Eastern Emperor Bell to suppress his fortune, so he should be fine. If anything happens, it's not our place to worry about it."

They could only wait here, waiting for Chen Geng to return.