Chapter 350 Pangu's Heart
Chapter 350 Pangu's Heart
Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head.
"No. Chaos is no match. Chaos has no consciousness, no goal, no hostility. It just exists. You fight it, it ignores you. You hit it, it doesn't fight back. You fight it your whole life, and it's still there. You're exhausted, and it's still there."
Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel into the ground, and the cudgel struck the stone slab, sending up a string of sparks.
"Then all my fighting was for nothing?"
Yuanshi Tianzun said, "That's right. It's a free fight."
Su Fan turned around and looked at the white dot in the sky.
The white spot is still there, motionless.
Izanagi was still watching him.
He could feel that gaze, like a needle pricking the back of his head.
He turned to look at Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Senior, what's inside the chaos?"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "There is nothing there."
Su Fan asked, "Nothing at all? How did Izanagi survive?"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "He is not alive. He is hiding. He has sealed himself within the wall between chaos and the primordial wilderness. Inside the wall, there is no time, no space, no temperature, no sound. Sealed inside, he will not age, will not die, will not hunger, will not thirst. But he will not live either. He is just there. Waiting."
Su Fan asked, "Waiting for what?"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "Wait until you die. When you die, there will be no one to guard the Primordial World. He will come out and bring in Chaos. Chaos will devour the Primordial World, and then the Primordial World will be gone. When the Primordial World is gone, he will no longer need to hide. He can go somewhere else."
Su Fan remained silent for a long time.
"Other places? There are other places?"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "Yes. The corpse that Pangu split open was just one corpse within the chaos. There are other corpses within the chaos. Within each corpse is a world. Some worlds are still alive, and some worlds are already dead. Izanagi can go to those worlds that are still alive."
Su Fan asked, "Are there gods in those worlds too?"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "Yes. Some are stronger than Pangu. Some are older than Chaos. Some you've never even heard of."
Sun Wukong hoisted the golden cudgel onto his shoulder and looked up at the white dot in the sky.
"Then I, Old Sun, absolutely cannot let him get away. If he runs away and wreaks havoc in other worlds, I, Old Sun, will have to chase after him. That would be troublesome."
Su Fan didn't speak.
He stared at the white dot in the sky, pondering what to do.
Izanagi hid inside the wall, which stood between chaos and the primordial world.
The wall has no doors, no windows, and no cracks.
He can't get in.
But he was able to force Izanagi to come out.
He turned to look at Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Senior, what are you afraid of?"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "You fear light. You fear heat. You fear sound. The wall was formed from chaos, and chaos fears light, heat, and sound. Light can disperse chaos, heat can burn chaos, and sound can shatter chaos. But your light is not bright enough, your heat is not hot enough, and your sound is not loud enough."
Su Fan took out a disc from his pocket.
The disc shone in his palm, and the golden light illuminated his face.
"Is the light bright enough?"
The Primordial Celestial Venerable said, "That's enough. But you are not La. You cannot use the full power of La."
Su Fan raised the disc and pointed it at the white dot in the sky.
"I can't use all my strength to pull, but I can use a portion of it. A portion is enough."
He poured the way of protection into the disc.
The light inside the disc exploded, like a small sun.
Golden light illuminated the entire South Heavenly Gate, the city wall, and the 10,050 people below the city wall, illuminating their faces.
The light shines in the sky, on the darkness.
Hei retreated one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).
Su Fan poured more of his protective principles into the disc, which grew brighter and hotter.
His hands were smoking, the skin was scorched, and they smelled burnt.
But he didn't let go.
He raised the disc above his head, and golden light shot into the sky, like a golden pillar atop the darkness.
The layer of darkness receded upwards, one zhang, two zhang, three zhang.
Sun Wukong watched the layer of darkness recede upwards and laughed.
"Kid, you're good."
Su Fan didn't speak.
His face turned bright red, his hands trembled, and the disc bounced in his hands like a live fish.
He could barely hold on.
Yuanshi Tianzun walked over and placed his hand on Su Fan's shoulder.
A blue light surged from his palm and into Su Fan's body.
Su Fan felt a surge of power within his body, not his own, but that of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
The power flowed down his arm into the disc, making it shine even brighter.
The golden pillar of light grew thicker, and the layer of darkness retreated another five zhang.
Sun Wukong also came over and placed his hand on Su Fan's other shoulder.
Golden light surged from his palm and into Su Fan's body.
Su Fan felt another surge of power within his body.
The golden pillar of light grew thicker, and the layer of darkness retreated another ten feet.
Qingfeng pulled the broken sword from the ground, limped over, and placed his hand on the back of Sun Wukong's hand.
A faint white light emanated from his palm, like a single strand of hair.
But they poured in.
The golden pillar of light brightened a little more.
The human warrior pulled the broken sword from the ground, braced himself against the hilt with both hands, and stood up from the stone slab.
Without legs, he used the broken knife to support his body and hopped over.
He placed his hand on the back of Qingfeng's hand.
A faint green light emanated from his palm.
But they still flocked in.
The wolf demon used its one arm to support its body and got up from the ground.
Unable to stand steadily, he used his chin to support himself on the ground and crawled forward little by little.
He crawled to the human warrior's side and placed his one arm on the back of the human warrior's hand.
A faint red light emanated from his palm.
They rushed in too.
One by one, everyone came over.
The one with a missing hand held it down with his single arm, the one with a missing leg used a knife to prop himself up, and the blind used his ears to listen for directions.
Ten thousand and fifty people, pressed together, look like a long dragon.
Ten thousand and fifty rays of light, some golden, some blue, some green, some red, some indigo, and some violet, twisted together and surged into Su Fan's body.
Su Fan felt like his body was about to explode.
The combined strength of 10,050 people was crammed into his body; his veins were bulging, his skin was cracking, and blood was seeping from the cracks.
He gritted his teeth, trying not to scream.
He poured all his strength into the disc.
The disc exploded.
It didn't break, it exploded.
The disc flew out of Su Fan's hand, soaring into the sky and disappearing beneath the darkness.
The disc rotates in the air, growing larger with each rotation.
From the size of a palm to the size of a washbasin, from the size of a washbasin to the size of a millstone, from the size of a millstone to the size of a wheel.
The golden light on the disc exploded, illuminating the entire sky.
The layer of black melted like snow when illuminated by the golden light.
It didn't recede upwards, it dissolved.
Starting from the middle, a large hole was created.
The hole grew larger and larger until the entire layer of darkness turned into blackness.
Its daybreak.
It's not a blue gleam, it's a golden gleam.
Golden light shone on the South Heavenly Gate, on the city walls, and on everyone's faces.
Everyone was enveloped in golden light, feeling warm and cozy.
Su Fan stood on the city wall, his hands empty.
The disc flew away, but the heart and the fragments remained in my arms.
His hands hung at his sides, his fingers trembling.
He looked up at the sky.
The sky is golden, and in the deepest part of that gold, there is a white dot.
Izanagi is still alive.
The golden light did not reach him.
The golden light couldn't reach the place where he hid.
Sun Wukong looked up at the white dot and slammed his golden cudgel into the ground.
"I'll go up and take a look."
He somersaulted up, flipped into the sky, into the golden light, and then outside the golden light.
Then he fell down.
It fell from the sky, crashed to the ground, and created a large crater.
He crawled out of the pit, covered in dirt, his golden cudgel askew.
He straightened the stick and looked up at the white dot in the sky.
"I, Old Sun, can't climb up there. The sky is too high."
Su Fan stared at the white dot in the sky, calculating in his mind.
The disc's power has been exhausted, and the golden light won't last much longer.
The golden light will fade, but the darkness will return.
Izanagi is still alive.
He's still waiting.
Wait until the golden light fades, wait until they are exhausted, wait until they can't hold on any longer.
Then he came out again.
Su Fan took a deep breath and pulled out Pangu's heart from his pocket.
The blue stone gleamed, and the light shone on his face.
He held his heart up, pointing it at the white dot in the sky.
"Izanagi. Weren't you waiting for me? I've come."
He put his heart in his mouth.
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