So tired, so uncomfortable, so painful!
Deng ChanYu felt that her thoughts had been affected by something, and her ability to think about problems slowed down to an incredible extent. She wanted to struggle, but the overwhelming pressure everywhere made her unable to breathe. It was somewhat like being haunted by a ghost, with her consciousness still present but unable to control her thoughts and body.
The sound of "snap" like the sound of an eggshell echoes in her ear.
This sound made the whole world become different.
Deng ChanYu, whose consciousness had been in a daze, was suddenly snapped back to reality by a sound that seemed to come from outer space. It was like a character suddenly appearing in a black-and-white silent film with a colorful character, breaking through the "eggshell" that obscured her perception. She rubbed her forehead and finally woke up.
This vast world is indeed extraordinary, just as she took her first step in, she and Ji was immediately confronted with such a slap in the face.
It feels as if an immeasurably heavy mountain is pressing down on my body. The agile thinking and spiritual awareness I normally possess have completely vanished here, leaving only boundless and eternal pressure.
She stared blankly around her, "thinking" could be done, but "thinking" was much slower, it took her a while to realize that she was lying in a small depression, the water was very shallow, and she could stand up by leaning on her arms and pushing with her feet.
What is this place?
On both sides, there were dark, impenetrable walls of an unknown height. She reached out to touch them and found that the substance seemed to be made of iron, rough and textured. She couldn't feel any gaps. In front of her eyes, it seemed as if there were two iron walls stretching from the heavens to the earth with no end in sight.
"Su San! Wake up! Wake up quickly! Don't sleep!" Deng ChanYu pulled and pushed, finally managed to wake up JiaXi who was in a daze.
"A YU, it's so cold here," JiaXi shrank her neck, the tiger skin mini skirt outside, snow white shanks can't help but tremble, ten toes subconsciously curl to the ground, a pitiful look.
"It is indeed a bit cold, come, get closer." The environment here allowed Deng ChanYu to use none of her magic power; her movements were no different from those of an ordinary person in her past life. Fortunately, she still had the essence of the path of fire. She had JiaXi get closer to her, relying on her body heat to dispel the chill in this place.
JiaXi looked at her with her peripheral vision, carefully saying, "A YU, I seem to be a little hungry."
Deng ChanYu: "..."
JiaXi said she was hungry, and Deng ChanYu touched her flat abdomen, realizing that she too had a rare feeling of hunger. This was somewhat unusual. After all, at her level, she no longer needed to eat. The energy in food was completely insufficient for the body's daily consumption.
"You said you, what should I say? Or do you lack experience in the martial world?" Deng ChanYu did not bring a pre-existing innate magical treasure, but she brought the storage bottle she initially took from Gao Lanying.
Even with the presence of Qiankun Ding, a heavy-weight treasure, she did not throw away her beginner-level storage bottle. On this trip to Pan Gu Temple, she also managed to take along some additional items.
At this moment, she took down the gourd hanging from her waist and saw that the surface of the gourd was covered in cracks. The Pan Gu Temple had a strong rejection of space equipment; the larger the internal space, the faster it would be damaged. This beginner-level equipment, due to its small size, could still be used twice.
As the energy provided by ordinary food is not enough for consumption, she took out the last peach seedling.
The day they took away ten peaches, the Deng family father and son, Huang Feihu, flying brothers, Li Jing couple, and the Su family father and son three, had just eaten nine of them. Now there was only one left.
"Come on, let's split this peach between us."
"Peach seedling?"
JiaXi's eyes lit up with delight. She had also heard of the great name of peach seedling, but she was always too busy to go to heaven. Now was the perfect opportunity to taste it.
Deng ChanYu's magical power within her body was almost stagnant, taking out a peach took her half a day's effort.
Let JiaXi hold the peach seedling first. She went around and picked up some dry branches. Then she used the Nanming Lihuo Jian to start a fire!
With a heat source for warming, and then a share of peach seedling for each.
Worried that JiaXi might not like the peach, she searched a few times and passed her a fruit cake made of fruit oil and chestnut flour.
JiaXi took two bites of the peach, furrowed her brow, and couldn't help but look at someone else: "It seems that I'm still thirsty?"
"I'll give you some water. By the way, did you bring nothing at all? If it wasn't for me, how much trouble would you have gotten into?"
"I know, I know, A YU is the best!"
Sweet words spoken, Deng ChanYu saw that the storage gourd was about to break, so she quickly emptied out all the goods inside. There were foods, water, and two sets of clothing convenient for running around.
With a "snap," after all the items were taken out, the storage gourd that came from Gao Lanying completely cracked, losing all of its magic properties.
Deng ChanYu picked up the Qinglong Ji and swung it twice, but she couldn't use any magical power. However, the strength was still at the level of a true immortal. This place was really strange.
She took out a piece of clothing, wrapped up the food and water, and wondered if the endless iron walls surrounding them were Pan Gu Temple. They immediately changed into their outfits.
To be cold already and then to wear a tiger skin mini skirt on top of that is just bizarre.
Deng ChanYu put on a pair of leather gloves, wearing tight pants and tightly bound leggings, and her calves were covered in socks and rough shoes. JiaXi also had similar clothing, which provided some warmth.
Half a peach seedling was enough for their short-term physical consumption. They finished it, slightly recovering, adjusting to the heavy pressure here after, they randomly chose a direction and walked inside.
"Let's go and take a look ahead." They walked softly, in a place where they couldn't tell the cardinal directions, they could only use this endless iron wall as a reference. They stayed close to the wall's edge, maintaining their vigilance, and walked slowly forward.
After walking for about ten steps, Deng ChanYu turned around and looked at JiaXi, who looked at her in confusion.
"Prepare for battle!"
"Oh, oh!" JiaXi suddenly understood. Her combat awareness has always been an issue, and in this environment, she had once again forgotten her original purpose for coming here - to practice her combat skills.
At once, she picked up the Kuafu staff, which had been used as a walking stick, and skillfully showed off some impressive stick techniques.
Deng ChanYu gave a thumbs-up, showing her approval.
With long pants underneath and a tiger skin skirt on top, complemented by the posture of twirling the staff, she already had a bit of the style of Su Da Sheng, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
"Keep it up, maintain it." Deng ChanYu suddenly furrowed her brow. The suppression of her spiritual consciousness here is too exaggerated. She even feels that her spiritual consciousness is not as useful as her ears.
"Wait a minute, don't move, stay quiet."
JiaXi held the long staff in both hands and looked out with Deng ChanYu.
In less than two breaths of time, a humanoid monster with almost half of its scales stripped off, covered in black brown blood, and able to walk upright emerged limping out.
Where the head should have been, there grew a fish head with pus oozing from its mouth. The monster let out a roar that sounded like mumbling in a dream, moving with legs as thick as tree trunks, stepping one after another out of the shadows.
