Cai and the Lord of the Grand Ultimate had already completed their division of spoils on the shadowy remains of Magus before Deng Chuanyu could make it. Thus, a group of people from the Coptic School who had invested their effort and resources were relegated to the second rank. The two observers from the Enlightened School had to wait even longer.
After all parties had made their preparations and nothing was overlooked, Yun Xiao took out the Yu Tu sword. Three years ago, the Celestial Lord of Spiritual Treasures left an imprint inside the sword that could help them find the location of the Heavenly Teacher of Great Unity.
This "they" refers to only a few people, including Deng Chanyu, who were ordered to bring the sword and search for the imprint inside for a millennium without finding it. It's even more impossible to find the Heavenly Teacher of Great Unity.
Deng Chuanyu, using two fingers to touch the sword's spine, memorized the characteristics of the imprint within it with her divine consciousness. She then nodded her head. Nezha stood on the hillside. Upon receiving the signal, he immediately swung his flag vigorously.
The Great Priestess of the Former Worshiping Tribe, Nuocui, led 3,000 human beings to perform the ancestral war dance of the worshiping tribe at the foot of the mountain. The worshiping tribe cannot leave the Underworld and can only be replaced by humans. These humans all have bloodlines from the worshiping tribe and some have even more concentrated bloodlines.
Zhou, as the mountain spirit of the Buzhou Mountains, was like a ghost at this moment, accompanying his wife and providing her with endless power.
Buzhou Mountains were originally formed by the spine of Pu Gao, and they had always been the most welcoming to the Worshiping Tribe. The passionate war dance echoed in the mountains at this moment, slowly, even this lifeless giant mountain had undergone a slight change.
Deng Chuanyu sat cross-legged in mid-air, her hands forming countless complex incantations. Strange ancient characters flashed across the stone door, including one that she had mastered while helping to refine the God's Axe of Pan Gu. It was the "force" character. Killing requires strength, and so does saving someone. Strength is everywhere and can do anything. If you cannot do it, it means your strength is not yet strong enough.
One by one, purple light curtains appeared on the stone door. After three days, a deep, obscure space passage that seemed capable of swallowing everything gradually emerged.
This spatial passage first connected to the world of Pan Gu, where it received some support from the Pan Gu Hall. Afterward, it jumped to the world of Shen Ao, where the level of support was significantly lower. Fortunately, it was still a pivot point.
After the three worlds were sequentially connected, the space passage no longer lingered. Guided by Deng Chuanyu, it straightly penetrated into the depths of chaos.
A low, hissing sound could be heard as a grayish-white, mist-like creature of chaos crept out of the channel. Curious about the sudden appearance of this spatial portal before it, it immediately crossed over. However, before it could get a good look at the new world, it was swiftly slain by a sword-wielding Fire Spiritess who had been prepared.
Her sword strike was like poking a beehive; more creatures of chaos flooded into the Primordial World through the space channel.
For this change of circumstances, the Cope Sect had long been prepared. Yu Yuan led the way, his golden light chiseling striking and shattering a ten-legged, wild wolf-like chaotic creature. Lu Xuan and many other disciples of the Cope Sect also stepped forward, each casting out their own treasures: pagodas, pearls, and stamps, all of which were used to slay all the chaotic creatures that had entered the chaotic world.
Deng Chuanyu didn't even glance at the chaotic scene. Her eyes were half closed and half open, and her divine consciousness was already deep in the chaos through the spatial passage. The power within her was being consumed at an extremely rapid rate. At this moment, it would be seen whether her power would be depleted first or if she would find the Heavenly Teacher of Great Unity first.
One month, two months, three months.
Months passed, and people of various generations had already replaced those who had danced at the foot of the mountain. Nuocui, supported by Zhou, the spirit of the Buzhou Mountains, had an endless supply of energy. However, ordinary humans could not sustain such a dance for a month, let alone the skilled ones. It was simply too exhausting.
Deng Chuanyu's attendant Hong Xiao and Ping'er frequently traveled between Buzhou Mountains and Luoyi, never showing fatigue. Deng Heng had no deep understanding of the things that he couldn't comprehend and rarely inquired about them. Instead, he ordered officials at all levels of the empire to assist them. Every ten days, he would dispatch 3,000 people to follow the semi-permanent spatial channel that Deng Chuanyu had built previously.
If anyone died during the dance, Daji would arrange for them to be reborn into a good fetus on the other side of Mount Fengdu.
Including both the original and additional dancers, the number of human participants exceeds a million.
This is just the outermost support.
After holding on for seven months, a crack appeared on the side column of the stone door.
Deng Chuanyu had invested most of her divine consciousness into the chaos, leaving her no time to attend to minor matters. Therefore, Na Zha became the overall commander in charge of repairing the scene.
Like father, like son and brothers-in-arms on the battlefield, his father and the two brothers were all called up to join the fight against grayness. Little Qingluan, a team leader in engineering, was also in the queue, leading a group of people busy working around the stone door to continuously repair it.
The war dance and the repair of the stone door are both auxiliary measures.
The pressing threat is the continuous influx of chaotic creatures entering the Primordial World along with the spatial channel.
It's impossible to quietly open a channel in front of the Heavenly Teacher of Great Unity without making a sound. Even if Deng Chuanyu didn't go to chaos, she knew that the chaos must be very turbulent now.
An enormous number of chaotic creatures have entered the Primordial World through the channel, turning Buzhou Mountain into a battlefield resembling a meat grinder.
At first, it was still the disciples of Yu Yuan, Huo Ling Immaculate, and Luo Xuan who killed the chaotic creatures. However, by the ninth month, even the Holy Mother of Golden Light had to intervene. The enemies emerging from the spatial channel were demi-gods, and it was difficult for a few disciples to fight against them.
By the tenth month, the Grand Master of Xanthian Daoist Sect, as well as Cangjingzi and Taiyi Zhenren from the Enlightened School, also joined the battle.
In the fourth month of the second year, a massive hand covered in scales seemed to be about to enter the Primordial World from the other end of the channel. It was a formidable chaotic demon god. Lord Laozu hurriedly conjured the Taiji Diagram, and Deng Chuanyu also adjusted the search direction of the spatial channel, which was just enough to avoid a disaster.
Lord Laozu sat beside Deng Chuanyu, occasionally sharing with her the information gathered by the Grand Sage of Taiqing in chaos. These pieces of information were invaluable, helping her avoid some unnecessary detours and chaos demon god territories.
Time passed quickly, and it was soon the third year.
Deng Chuanyu tirelessly searched, incurring immense consumption. The Phoenix from Ziwei Star and Moonlight Coming from Ling Mountain were both in seclusion, ceaselessly practicing to help her recover her power.
Lord Laozu had already consumed several jugs of the nine-turn Golden Pill, which could restore the full state of Guangchengzi and others like Chizhen. However, for Deng Chuanyu, it was just a slight supplement to her power, and not enough to fully restore it. Consuming drugs to recover all her power was unrealistic.
Yun Xiao had been by her side for three years, never leaving a single step.
At this moment, the entire Primordial World's attention was focused on Buzhou Mountain. The Cangjie Sect, to resist the chaotic creatures and promptly clear these extraterrestrial enemies, had lost dozens more disciples, their corpses left uncollected. Everyone's eyes were on Deng Chuanyu, and she was under immense pressure herself.
Suddenly, a joyous expression appeared on her face, and a somewhat thick voice could be heard emerging from the other end of the channel.
"What is this strange thing?"
The words were clear and articulate, in the language of the Primordial World.
Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, and Bie Xiao were all overjoyed. Yun Xiao was the closest, and her voice was a bit trembling as she called out, "Big brother, is that you?"
