The next day, at the first glimmer of dawn. At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the southeastern "Ancient Dust Path" entrance—its massive ancient stone steps resembled the gaping maw of a great beast. Nearly a hundred members of the official expedition stood in solemn formation, their auras concentrated. Leading them were Scarlet and Adam Spanner. Scarlet wore red robes with silver armor, her Liaoyuan spear in hand, radiating a commanding presence. Adam was dressed in dark blue-green fitted attire, a longsword at his waist, formation flags on his back—refined elegance sharpened with an edge. Margaret had come personally to see them off, with Dustin standing at her side. Gazing at the assembled team, Margaret said gravely: "Everyone, the road ahead is perilous. I will be waiting here for your triumphant return! Remember—safety first!" "Yes! Your Highness!" The company responded in unison, their voices shaking the mountain's base. Scarlet and Adam gave Marg...
The third day since Buzhou Mountain's emergence. The mountain's "growth" had finally stopped. By now, approximately half of what had been the bustling Stonia city district had been covered and replaced by Buzhou Mountain's incomparably massive base and the branching ridges extending from it. In the enormous empty city that remained, aside from a few official forces responsible for cleanup and security, some martial world figures who couldn't or wouldn't completely evacuate, and bold explorers, the rest were cultivators of varying auras who had gathered from all directions, along with their retinues. At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, within a hastily established official encampment. Dustin stood on a small rise, gazing at the divine mountain before him that connected heaven and earth, emanating an endless atmosphere of ancient desolation. His heart was filled with emotion. He had just personally escorted Natasha onto a special train heading for a safe zone. ...