"Ah... woo..."
A loud yawn came from the little fat man's mouth. This was his 38th yawn.
At this moment, the little fat man was still glowing all over, holding the big iron stick in both hands. The bronze beam was shining, flickering and jumping, as if it was traveling through the void and moving in a certain direction!
"It's so boring! Why hasn't Big Brother woken up yet!"
Yawning again, the little fat man looked to the side, where Ye Wuque was sitting quietly for ten days and ten nights, as if he had turned into a sculpture.
Since the bronze beam completely exploded and disappeared in the world of the Shenhuang King's Capital, it seemed as if it had entered a void, and the big iron stick seemed to have absorbed enough power, and no longer needed Ye Wuque to continue to inject the power of the soul of the Great Soul Saint of Silence.
Immediately, Ye Wuque walked to the side and sat down, closing his eyes, as if he was asleep.
On the other side, there was also Huang Yangyun sitting down.
He looked more like a dead man than Ye Wuque. He just leaned there, motionless, not knowing what he was doing, and no longer yelling excitedly.
One seemed to be asleep, and the other seemed to be dead.
So the only one left in the bronze beam was the little fat man who was still "diligently" holding his big iron stick. He was bored and soon got bored.
Gurgle!
Suddenly, a series of sounds came from the little fat man's stomach, and a trace of pity suddenly emerged on the little fat man's fat face!
"I'm hungry..."
"So hungry!"
"I miss something good!"
The little fat man's face was bitter, but after looking around, he closed his mouth helplessly. He chose to shut up, but his stomach growled even more happily.
However, during the whole process, no matter what happened, the little fat man held the big iron stick tightly with both hands, and never relaxed for a moment, for fear that something would happen. It shows that the little fat man is still quite reliable. Until
a certain moment!
Ye Wuque, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly jumped slightly, and then his eyes slowly opened again, with a deep feeling inside.
Before, Ye Wuque had been controlling the soul clone, and all his perceptions were left on the soul clone. At this moment, the soul clone left in the Shenhuang Dynasty has dissipated, and all perceptions have naturally returned.
"Not in the same plane... Not in the same world..."
The answer from the mysterious creature was the one that Ye Wuque cared about the most. He didn't expect that there was such a long distance between here and that starry sky.
And now he doesn't even have the qualifications to go back!
But the only thing that made Ye Wuque feel at ease was that since that starry sky was no longer in the same plane as here and was extremely far away, it meant that there would be no danger.
"I must become stronger! The peerless human king and the great soul saint of extinction are far from enough!"
Suppressing a trace of melancholy in his heart, Ye Wuque's heart became firm again. After the answer from the mysterious creature, his state of mind became calmer and more peaceful, but the fire in the depths of his eyes was burning!
"Brother! You finally woke up! ! Great! I'm almost bored to death!"
The little fat man's excited voice sounded!
Ye Wuque stood up immediately, first glanced at Huang Yangyun who looked like a dead man, then looked at the little fat man and said, "How long has it been?"
"Ten days and ten nights! Big brother, are you really asleep? Are you tired? I... Gurgle!"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of his stomach. The little fat man immediately showed his grievance and said, "Big brother, did you hear me? I'm so hungry! I want to eat something! Big brother, there's nothing delicious? Give me some first!"
Ye Wuque was speechless!
However, he still flipped his right hand, and suddenly a large bag of fragrant dried meat appeared in his hand. The fragrance immediately spread, making the little fat man's eyes widen and his mouth water!
This was some dried meat left by Ye Wuque before, as dry food.
"Dried meat!! Roar! Big brother, give me a bite! Quick!"
The little fat man immediately shouted impatiently!
Taking out a large handful, Ye Wuque stuffed it directly into the little fat man's mouth, filling his mouth immediately and making his cheeks bulge. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably choke to death, but the little fat man's eyes were shining, his mouth was chewing, and his face was full of intoxicated enjoyment.
After feeding the little fat man seven or eight mouthfuls of dried meat, Ye Wuque stopped.
"It smells so good! I want to eat more! Do you have any more, brother?"
"No more."
Ye Wuque said unhappily, which immediately made the little fat man feel a little unsatisfied. However, with this large bag of dried meat as a base, the little fat man was finally not so hungry and recovered a lot of energy.
Ye Wuque turned around, lowered his bright eyes and looked directly at Huang Yangyun, who seemed to be dead!
Swish!
Huang Yangyun, who was motionless, trembled suddenly, shuddered, opened his eyes, looked at Ye Wuque, and showed a hint of fear on his face!
The power of the Great Soul Saint of Silence is unfathomable. Even without taking action, it can capture the mind!
"You said before that the world of the Shenhuang Dynasty is a smaller replica of the real outside world? Then what is the distribution of the real outside world like? What is it called?" The
reason why Huang Yangyun was kept alive and not taken action was because he was still useful. Ye Wuque naturally wanted to make use of his remaining heat at this moment.
Hearing Ye Wuque's indifferent voice, Huang Yangyun no longer kept it a secret, and still spoke in a hoarse throat: "The name of the real outside world is... Shenhuang!"
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed!
"The reason why I created a dynasty in that broken and illusory world and named it 'Shenhuang Dynasty' is to commemorate the real outside world, my real hometown!" "
The real outside world is the real... Shenhuang!"
Huang Yangyun explained with a hint of sigh and emotion.
"In other words, there are 90,000 states in the Shenhuang Dynasty, so there are also 90,000 states in the real Shenhuang?"
Ye Wuque followed up.
"No!"
But Huang Yangyun shook his head slowly, revealing an undisguised mockery on his face, and said: "How can the illusory and ruined world contained in a treasure land be compared with the real Shenhuang?"
"Although I don't know who created the 90,000 states in that illusory and broken world, it is obvious that he only made a poor semi-finished product!"
"The real Shenhuang is vast and boundless, with no end in sight, and it is impossible to fathom!"
"A full... 330,000 states!!"
Huang Yangyun spoke proudly, and gave a truth that shocked Ye Wuque's mind! !
330,000 states! !
It is more than three times more than the 90,000 states of the Shenhuang Dynasty!
"And I can tell you accurately that in the real Shenhuang land, any one of the 330,000 states is enough to be comparable to the 30,000 states in that illusory and broken world!!" "
In other words, even if the so-called 90,000 states of the Shenhuang Dynasty are added together, even including the Shenhuang King, it is at most only as big as three or four states in the real outside Shenhuang!"
Huang Yangyun spoke again, with a kind of pride, and told another shocking truth!
The little fat man was also stunned and gasped!
"Hiss! So big???"
Ye Wuque was also shocked!
However, he couldn't help rubbing the Yuanyang Ring, and finally understood something!
"No wonder there is no 'Qingjing State' among the 90,000 states of the Shenhuang Dynasty. I can't find it no matter how hard I try!"
"It seems that this 'Qingjing State' actually refers to the real Shenhuang, one of the 330,000 states!"
"So that means that the old man who said he owed me a favor in the Jiujie Valley dungeon and gave me the token is actually from... the real Shenhuang!!"
Thinking of this, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed with depression.
When he saw the mysterious creature before, he didn't think of this at all, so naturally he didn't ask.