The Rise of the Witch

After staying here for three days, Xing Yang gradually learned about the forces in the Great Wilderness from Wa Xin.

There are four awe-inspiring places in the entire Great Wilderness: the Phoenix Undying Palace of the avian race, the Dragon Palace of the aquatic race, the Qilin Cliff of the beast race, and the Kunlun Mountain of the human race.

The demon race accounts for three-tenths of the population. Fortunately, the demon race is not unified and they fight each other, so overall, it is still relatively balanced.

The Kunlun Mountains are not a single peak or a range of mountains, but rather a vast expanse stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, with mountains, valleys, cliffs, and plains...

In the mountains dwell great human cultivators who dedicate themselves to cultivation, communicating with heaven and earth, discussing cultivation techniques, and harmonizing dragons and tigers. Each great cultivator can protect a region of the human race.

A Grand Cultivator signifies exceptional talent for cultivation, a rich lineage of the Witch Clan, and the inheritance of the Witch Clan. In the Nine Provinces, this means having a powerful clan behind you.

The humans they protected were naturally the clans behind them.

These clans, relying on the protection of great cultivators, established their foundations in the Great Wilderness, cultivated high-quality spiritual rice and medicinal plants, and hunted the flesh and blood of demons to provide cultivation resources for their clan members. Naturally, their strength far surpassed that of ordinary people.

This is why Kyushu is dominated by clans, not because of prestige or monopolization of certain skills, but purely because of hard power.

Nuwa's Ancestral Witch Temple is located on the outskirts of Kunlun Mountain. Only on the outskirts could she carve out such a territory for the Demon Suppression Division.

Inside the Kunlun Mountains, most of the area has already been divided up by various clans.

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On this day, Xing Yang chose to continue his journey, this time with a clear direction towards Buzhou Mountain.

Even though Wa Xin could produce a bunch of fragments of Buzhou Mountain for him if he just asked, Xing Yang still decided to go to Buzhou Mountain to collect them himself.

When he first entered the Great Wilderness, Qingqing Huxu said that only by reaching Buzhou Mountain and collecting the fragments could he return to the Nine Provinces. It was precisely because he made this decision that he entered the Great Wilderness!

Besides, he needs to fight, and fight even more!

However, Wa Xin didn't let him leave empty-handed; instead, she gave him an axe and a pair of trousers.

It's a very small, one-handed axe. It doesn't look like a weapon, but more like a child's toy. It's heavy in the hand, and its material is neither quite copper nor quite iron. It's made of an extraordinary material.

The axe possessed a spirit, though very faint, yet it inherently possessed a mixed spirituality, including sturdiness, sharpness, weight, and the ability to change size as desired. In particular, the spirituality of changing size as desired reminded Xing Yang of the iron rod that Yu the Great used to measure the depth of water.

Xing Yang threw it into his mouth and swallowed it whole. He nurtured it with the spirit of witchcraft, erasing the useless spirit and infinitely enhancing the useful spirit.

He planned to nurture this one-handed axe into his first magical weapon!

The pants were black, and the material was indiscernible; they were definitely not made of any fabric. They were a single, uncut piece without any signs of cutting or sewing.

Flawless!

According to Nuwa, this was made by the Xiling clan. It does not attract dust and dirt, and it can stretch and contract freely, so that Xingyang would not have to destroy a set of clothes every time he appeared behind the witch.

The sky was a hazy, dark gray, and soon snowflakes began to fall, swirling and fluttering.

Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, like paper money dancing in the air, bringing a heartbreaking chill to people.

In such weather, Xingyang embarked on his journey to Buzhou Mountain.

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The wind and snow never cease, the green mountains stand tall, and the world changes.

  

Five years later, the remains of Buzhou Mountain finally came into view.

At this time, Xing Yang had fully grown into a robust young man with disheveled hair, deep eyes, and a bare upper body with clearly defined muscles.

He wore a hide that had been stripped from a black panther demon saint around his lower body, and underneath the hide were those trousers.

Having endured countless battles along the way, all the accumulated murderous aura had transformed into fighting spirit, concealed within his flesh and blood, unseen on the outside.

He may seem like just an ordinary boy, but the keen-sense beasts and demons will instinctively fear him and keep their distance.

Gazing at Mount Buzhou in the distance, Xing Yang felt a jolt in his heart.

Mount Buzhou was divided into two parts. One part still stands firmly in the center of the earth, still towering high, with clouds and mist swirling around its waist.

The other section lies horizontally on one side, and from a distance, it looks like a nearly smooth mountain range that stretches for an unknown distance.

Even in movies and TV dramas from my past life, such a shocking scene could not be presented, because it was beyond imagination!

Even from this great distance, Xing Yang could still feel his witch spirit being subtly suppressed.

This is still the broken Buzhou Mountain. If it were the complete Buzhou Mountain, would I still be able to handle the pressure from the True Spirit level so easily?

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There are many kinds of spirits, and all things have spirits.

However, when approaching Buzhou Mountain, no matter how many kinds of spirits there are, in the spiritual perception, there is only one, just like the sun in the sky and the stars hidden.

It was an unparalleled spirituality, the center of the entire world, suppressing all spirits and attracting all spirits!

Even Xingyang's witch spirits were gradually increasing their pressure as they approached Buzhou Mountain.

The spirituality within the body and flesh is gradually suppressed.

The skin's pores, which had been opening and closing, gradually stopped breathing. The spiritual energy was suppressed, and a long-lost chill invaded, causing an involuntary shiver.

The self-flowing witch blood could gradually only be transported throughout the body by the beating of the heart.

Xing Yang, who hadn't taken a long time to breathe deeply, began to breathe heavily in order to relieve the pressure on his lungs...

After another month or so, the spirituality within Xingyang's flesh and blood was completely suppressed. In this position, he felt, for the first time in a long time, that he had become a mortal.

A mortal with terrifying power!

After traveling at a normal pace for two more days, Xingyang began to feel hungry.

This hunger was no longer psychological, but a genuine hunger in the stomach. The skin stopped breathing, and the body urgently needed food to replenish its energy and nutrients.

At the same time, my body started to shiver involuntarily due to the cold.

From this vantage point, the shape of Mount Buzhou is clearly visible. Even after it has been broken off and only its root remains, Mount Buzhou is still towering and unreachable, its width occupying nearly half of the field of vision, looking down upon all living beings.

And the half-section stretches out in the distance, with no end in sight.

Xing Yang knew in his heart that this was his limit and he couldn't go any further.

If you keep going, your body's most primal instincts will be suppressed; your heart will stop beating, and your organs will stop functioning...

When the true spirit of a living being dissipates, the body dies, all physiological activities cease due to the dissipation of the true spirit, and the body becomes dead and begins to decay.

However, as they approach Mount Buzhou, their true spirit remains, but their bodies will die, because all physiological activities will be suppressed by the terrifying spirit of Mount Buzhou, and all activities will cease!

Fortunately, Xingyang was a war shaman. Ordinary people would probably have died from the oppression of the spirit the moment they saw Buzhou Mountain, and would not even have the right to worship Buzhou Mountain!

This location seemed to be inaccessible to most living beings. Xing Yang simply bent down and casually picked up three fist-sized fragments from the ground.

Under the pressure of the remaining spirit of the broken Buzhou Mountain, he couldn't even get close to it. It's hard to imagine how the ancient Gonggong managed to smash the intact Buzhou Mountain.

Moreover, the fact that the fragments flew so far demonstrates the power of the initial impact...

Historical records state that when Jing Ke attempted to assassinate the King of Qin, Qin Wuyang, who accompanied him, was so frightened that he wet himself as soon as he entered the palace. Wasn't this because his true spirit was being suppressed, causing certain bodily instincts to be suppressed?

However, it is vastly different from the Heavenly Court established by the ancient Heavenly Emperor Jun on Mount Buzhou!