"Walk."
A halo of light enveloped them, instantly moving them upwards.
It's very fast.
It was so fast it seemed to happen in an instant.
Is there a continent even wider than Hongmeng?
This is what everyone is thinking.
Soon, a weak "We've arrived" came through.
When everyone opened their eyes again, they were dumbfounded.
They had all experienced monster attacks and battlefields.
But what they are facing is clearly beyond their capacity to withstand.
The city was enormous, and the cultivators below it looked like ants.
There were also enormous monsters, many times larger than the monsters on the border.
A handsome young monk lay dying on a pile of rubble.
His soul seemed to be dissipating, and his body was on the verge of death.
His eyes were half-closed, and he was having difficulty breathing, as if he was about to... perish.
Yuan Yuan slowly approached him, transforming into a divine soul that entered his body.
He turned his head slightly and weakly raised his hand to Xiao Mo'er, "Mother."
Xiao Mo'er stared in disbelief at the countless cultivators in the distance, layer upon layer, like ants, then at the enormous, overwhelming horde of demonic beasts, and finally at the handsome young man lying on the ground, barely alive.
She exclaimed to the young man, "So... the Primordial Chaos World is... the world within your body, you created the Primordial Chaos World?"
"Hmm." The young man gave a helpless wry smile and nodded.
He looked up at the world on the verge of destruction and whispered, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die like this."
"asshole.
"You big bastard!" Mingmo was furious.
Who can tell him this isn't a dream?
Oh my God!
It would be better to just kill him.
"Mother, my brother scolded me." The young man looked at Xiao Mo'er with a delicate and innocent expression, exactly like Yuan Yuan's.
They don't just look alike; they are actually the same person.
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