A series of "boom" noises, merging into the voice of countless god thunder. The sound was so great and powerful that even Zhong Huangzi, who always holds good thoughts and never does those evil deeds, was shocked and fell backward.
"Your Majesty, humble servant." He wanted to say he couldn't walk anymore, but Emperor Hao didn't care about that. As soon as the thought came to him, the Saint Power dragged Zhong Huangzi forward.
The thunder in Pan Gu's stomach is not intermittent, but continuous.
The thunder sounds like music, forming a continuous series. There is only a breath of pause, and the deeper you go, the denser the thunder and lightning become, and the louder the sound.
It took two more days.
All the thunder sounds merged into one continuous cacophony, now without any pause at all. In this area, one could hear nothing but thunder; not even their own voice could be heard. The divine consciousness was just about to leave the body when it was shredded by the omnipresent lightning.
Emperor Hao still seemed to stroll leisurely like any ordinary person.
In his realm, Zhong Huangzi was considered an elder, but in the master world of Hongwu, he was nothing. He was ultimately not a Taixian Jingxian from Xuanmen and his foundation wasn't stable. Under the continuous bombardment, his soul was almost shattered and he had lost the ability to distinguish directions. However, Hao Tian still insisted on dragging him along.
Hao Tian looked towards the sky of Pan Gu's stomach, where he could clearly see the divine thunder. It was the manifestation of the heavenly laws of the primeval chaos, opposing what? Opposing that mass of chaos energy within Pan Gu's stomach.
It's unclear what Pan Gu consumed back then, but after creating the heavens and the earth, the divine thunder here has never ceased. It has been fighting against something continuously and hasn't managed to disperse that mass of chaos energy.
Even the Zan'er (a level of near-saint) like him dare not delve into the secrets here. He cuts off all his curiosity and focuses solely on what is in front of him.
He is getting closer and closer to Yang Mei's skeleton.
A myriad of thunderbolts fell at every moment. Here, even the smallest bolt of lightning could shatter a nine-tailed fox demon that has cultivated for a thousand years, turning it into powder. Zhong Huangzi's mind was vague, and his body moved forward mechanically.
After the thunderclouds exploded in a vast whiteness, even Hao Tian couldn't help but slightly close his eyes. The brightness of the lightning was too overwhelming.
As a manager of the three realms, Hao Tian relies on the Hao Tian Mirror to observe the three realms. A mirror of equal rank to a heaven-born treasure is actually not sufficient to fully observe the three realms. He has cultivated a divine eye technique that can be considered top-tier in the primeval era. Compared to this supreme godly technique, Yang Jie and Wen Zhong's divine eyes between their brows are considered inferior and inferior among inferiorities.
At this moment, even the divine eye technique struggles to resist the thunderbolts. However, he is ultimately deeply cultivated in his cultivation. When he shifted his gaze, and the heavens and earth were covered by a sea of white electric light, he still looked around warily.
This glance caused a scare.
He saw five slender and tall figures looking at him from the five element directions, all of them with their heads bowed, obscuring their faces. However, their clothing was quite splendid. He could hardly see the other four figures due to the blinding lightning. Hao Tian only made out the figure standing in the western position. The pattern and color of the clothing on this figure were strikingly similar to that of the Western Pure Land flag.
Could it be that the true spirits of the five directions have manifested from within the Five Directions Dao Flag? Or could they have been reversed and controlled by Yang Mei through some means? Or perhaps it was a sophisticated illusion technique?
Just as he was about to take another look, the extreme white light vanished, and the heavens and earth plunged into darkness. Hao Tian, not waiting for the lightning to shine again, impatiently waved his hand to dispel the darkness, and his vision returned to normal. However, the five slender figures he had seen had already disappeared.
Hao Tian had made full preparations beforehand, as he was the supreme ruler of the three realms, with ample time, resources, and capabilities to investigate the location of Pan Gu's stomach.
Deng Chanyu was not up to it. She had almost no concept of Pan Gu's stomach.
Before, Zhong Huangzi said that he and eleven other immortals were born from Pan Gu's stomach. She even laughed about it for a while. The ancestors of the ancestors were born in the Hall of Ancestors, which is where Pan Gu's heart is located, hence there are twelve ancestors of the ancestors in the primeval chaos. If you all emerged from Pan Gu's stomach and also produced twelve immortals, isn't that just trying to capitalize on the name of the twelve ancestors? Do you deserve it?
Now, Bai Zhe told her that "Pan Gu's stomach is real," and she was very sorry. She was truly shallow, but it's too late now. Unfortunately, she couldn't find Zhong Huangzi again.
One of the necessary conditions for space law is to know the location. If you don't even know where this place is, how can you get there?
The help Bai Zhe can provide is very limited. The countless years of fighting between the rules of the primeval chaos and the chaotic qi within Pan Gu's stomach have rendered his innate divine abilities ineffective for probing into this area. Pan Gu's stomach can be considered as the final resting place for stubborn remnants in the primeval chaos, where all "undigestible" things are tossed.
This is like a normal person who wouldn't go around asking about the cremation ground. As long as I'm fine, why would I research the procedures and study the principles there? Am I sick?
Bai Zhe truly doesn't know the specific situation within Pan Gu's stomach. He simply hasn't paid any attention to this place.
Deng Chanyu spent over ten days before finding the correct path. Hao Tian traversed the desert, then crossed the Thousand Thunder Cliffs, while she entered from a sea of fire, taking a different route.
Just before departure, Yun Xiao heard about the legend of Pan Gu's stomach. Yun Sister was very excited. She had heard a bit about Pan Gu's stomach during her travels in the past and always thought it was just a rumor. Now that Deng Chanyu was going, she hurriedly left the mountains to meet up with them.
Deng Chanyu also expressed understanding of this. It must be the frustration of getting the map exploration percentage stuck at 99%, just one more point away, yet unable to find the location no matter how you look, and being delayed for tens of thousands of years.
A roaring gale swept in, and the wind grew stronger by the moment. This was no ordinary wind, but the Void Beifeng.
Deng Chanyu and Yun Xiao looked thin, but in reality, they were normal humans. Even the most ordinary wind couldn't move them. As soon as their thoughts moved, their bodies could become as heavy as ten thousand or ten million pounds.
The Void Beifeng was different. It could blow away the law force from an immortal's body. The more resistance, the more law force was blown away. They initially thought of resisting for a while and waiting until the wind stopped before walking, but this damned wind blew continuously for three days with no sign of stopping.
In the midst of the gale, Deng Chanyu and Yun Xiao struggled on with great effort. If they did not use their law force, their weight could not be calculated like normal human women. Without impure Qi, their bodies were very light, barely heavier than a piece of paper. Especially for Yun Xiao, who had transformed from white clouds.
Deng Chanyu raised her hand in front of her and created three spatial barriers, but these barriers could not withstand the boundless Void Beifeng. They only lasted for three breaths before collapsing.
Fortunately, she took out the Xuan Tao Jian and inserted the massive spear into the ground, gripping it tightly with her hands to increase her own weight using the heavy ancestor witch god weapon.
Deng Chanyu shouted to Yun Xiao, "Hold onto the hilt! No, you can't hold it, pull me! Hold my waist!"
