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5 Houtu controlled Buzhou Mountain and comprehended Pangu’s will.

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Houtu was an Ancestral Sorcerer and was even taller than Hou Yi.

The tattoo that extended from Houtu's spine to her entire back was a huge project that could not be completed in a day.

Sunlight shot into the Daomark Palace and drilled out.

More than ten times.

Houtu felt that the tattoo pen was piercing through her wizard body. Wang Xuan's fingers caressed her skin lightly or heavily. The air he exhaled gently hit her back. There was no ripple in her heart, only admiration.

It had been more than ten days, and Wang Xuan had not stopped for even a moment. He was completely focused.

Houtu was unknowingly influenced by Wang Xuan and let down her guard.

Wang Xuan tapped his finger again and took a few steps back to examine the entire picture.

After a while, he said in satisfaction,"It's finally done. I'm exhausted."”

He pushed a mirror over and let Houtu look at the tattoo on his back. He turned to ask Hou Yi,""What do you think?"

Hou Yi was already tongue-tied, stunned by the mighty Buzhou Mountain tattoo.

Houtu looked at the tattoo in the mirror with surprise and joy.

"Mount Buzhou!"

"Yes, are you satisfied?"

Just as Wang Xuan thought, Houtu nodded repeatedly and said that she was satisfied.

She looked at the tattoo obsessively.

In the middle of the picture, Buzhou Mountain stood tall and straight, piercing into the clouds.

The bottom of Buzhou Mountain was dark and gloomy. The Ghost Palace and the eighteen levels of hell were everywhere. Rows of ghosts and spirits were being interrogated in the Ghost Palace and tortured in hell.

Around the middle section of Mount Buzhou, there were many famous mountains and great rivers that reached into the clouds. There were all five mountains of Kunlun, and there were spirit beasts and living beings running between the mountains and rivers.

There was a heavy feeling of the earth containing all things.

Buzhou Mountain pierced through layers of clouds and pierced into the Heaven Realm.

The Heaven Realm was shrouded by the boundless sea of clouds. It seemed to exist and not exist. It looked down at the Untainted Land from above. The Netherworld was extremely mysterious.

" What do the bottom and top of Buzhou Mountain mean?" asked Houtu curiously.”

"Uh, artistic processing."

Houtu hadn't sacrificed herself to turn into the underworld yet, so Wang Xuan couldn't explain and just muddled through.

Houtu didn't pursue the matter. She didn't believe Wang Xuan's words.

"He's a Perfected Golden Immortal, so the tattoo he tattooed must have a deeper meaning.”

"If Fellow Daoist Houtu is satisfied, remember to give me a five-star rating.”

Houtu was not surprised to hear Hou Yi mention a five-star rating.

"Alright. Fellow Daoist, you've spent all your effort to tattoo me, and I'll find you a Protocosmic spirit-treasure.”

"A Connate Numinous treasure!"

Wang Xuan was overjoyed.

He was already an abstruse immortal and didn't have any spirit treasure.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Houtu."

Houtu was in a hurry to try out the tattoo's effects. She bade farewell to Wang Xuan and led Hou Yi out of the Daomark Palace.

As soon as she walked out of the Daomark Palace, Houtu's expression changed.

The Daomark Palace was within the range of Buzhou Mountain.

Houtu stood on the ground of Buzhou Mountain and found that she could clearly sense the entire mountain.

She could feel the heaviness of Buzhou Mountain, the rhythm of Buzhou Mountain, and the breathing of Buzhou Mountain.

She even felt that she could mobilize all the power of Buzhou Mountain!

She felt that she was a part of Buzhou Mountain.

No, Buzhou Mountain was a part of her!

She also sensed a strong and unyielding will deep in Buzhou Mountain.

"The will of Father Pangu!"

Houtu couldn't help but tear up.

The witch race worshipped Pangu as their father.

Houtu was very excited to sense Buzhou Mountain and Pangu's will so clearly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan's tattoo made me feel god father's will. It's too unbelievable.

This favor must be repaid generously."

Houtu had wanted to find a middle-grade or low-grade Connate Numinous treasure for Wang Xuan.

Now, she had changed her mind.

At the very least, he had to find a superior-grade Connate Numinous treasure as a token of gratitude.

"Eh, there's an innate spiritual root coming out of Buzhou Mountain.”

Houtu smiled." I'll give it to Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan."”

She turned around and instructed Hou Yi," Return to the tribe first. Don't tell the other Shamans about Wang Xuan and the Daomark Palace for now.”

Hou Yi accepted the order and left.

Houtu suddenly disappeared and appeared a million miles away.

"My feeling is right. It can indeed mobilize the power of Buzhou Mountain.”

Houtu controlled the power of Buzhou Mountain and could appear anywhere on the mountain.

In front of her was a Connate Array.

The Connate Spiritual Root that was about to be born was inside the Connate Formation.

"Open."

Houtu mobilized the mighty power of Buzhou Mountain again, and the Innate Formation was opened.

Seven beams of light shot through the air.

"There are seven superior-grade Protocosmic spirit-treasure gourds on the vines of the gourd.

Fellow Daoist Wang Xuan should be satisfied if he gave them all to him.”

She reached out her hand to retrieve the innate gourd vine, and seven or eight shouts came from the sky.

"Stop!"

"The Xiantian Gourd is fated with the Three Pure Ones.”

"I have one gourd."

The Three Pure Ones of Pangu, Nuwa, Fuxi, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and Hongyun landed one after another and surrounded Houtu.

Hou Tu looked at the immortals indifferently: " You can leave, I found the innate gourd vine first.”

Laozi bowed and said," Fellow Daoist Houtu, the Purple Gold Gourd, the Purple Green Gourd, and the Purple Blue Gourd are fated with my brothers. Why don't you do us a favor?"”

Dijun wasn't as polite as I was.

"Houtu, you're too arrogant to monopolize seven Xiantian gourds.

If you know what's good for you, leave this place as soon as possible and spare your life.”

Houtu wanted to give the entire Xiantian Gourd to Wang Xuan and did not back down.

She glanced at Dijun coldly." I advise you to leave as soon as possible so as not to hurt the harmony.”

The Origin looked down at Houtu from above, his tone contemptuous.

"Houtu, the Sorcerer Tribe doesn't cultivate the Primordial Spirit, so it's useless for you to have the Innate Gourd.”

Fuxi replied,"Pre-world spiritual treasures are obtained by those who are fated and virtuous.”

"Arrogant and ignorant." Taiyi was hot-tempered and had been angered.

Houtu laughed.

Why don't you just point at your own nose and say that the Xiantian Gourd belongs to you?

If the Sorcerer God didn't cultivate his Essence Soul, did that mean he wasn't qualified to use a Connate Numinous treasure?

Humph, Buzhou Mountain is formed from god father's spine. The innate gourd vine was born here, so it belongs to our Sorcerer Tribe.

If you want it, there's no need to talk nonsense.”

Houtu stood on Buzhou Mountain and sensed the unyielding will of Buzhou Mountain. She would never compromise.

Taiyi couldn't help but smash the Bell of Chaos down angrily.

The Bell of Chaos expanded to ten thousand miles in size. Golden Crow Divine Fire burned around it, suppressing layers of space.

The space couldn't bear the pressure and shattered into pieces before being ignited by the Golden Crow Divine Fire.

The Three Pure Ones of Pangu, Nuwa, Fuxi, and Hongyun were all shocked.

"Connate Cardinal treasure, the Chaos Bell!"

"If Houtu can't stop the Bell of Chaos, her life might be in danger.”

"She asked for it."

When Taiyi heard the exclamation of the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, he laughed proudly.

"Houtu, it's your honor to die under the Bell of Chaos.”

Houtu stood steadily on Mount Buzhou.

The Bell of Chaos above her head pressed down on her with an unstoppable force, which made her feel the unyielding will of Pan Gu in the depths of Buzhou Mountain more clearly.

The will of Buzhou Mountain and Pangu became Houtu's will.

Unyielding will.

Her expression became more and more determined. Her back was straight like a small Buzhou Mountain, standing proudly in the sky, unyielding.

She raised her right hand, and the endless power of Mount Buzhou surged into her body and into her palm.

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