The Immortal Slaying Gourd's form was somewhat dim. The injury to the fragment of its True Spirit essence controlled by Gu Shaoshang was not something that could be healed so easily.
As a result, it had been tightly coiled around by this little snake for who knew how long.
"Little Gourd, Little Gourd, I'm hungry. I'm hungry again!"
Like it was forever chasing its own tail, the little snake-dragon coiled around the Immortal Slaying Gourd like a tiny ring sensed for a long while before speaking gloomily.
"You're still eating..."
The Immortal Slaying Gourd was speechless and had a headache.
The entire universe Gu Shaoshang had opened before had been completely swallowed by this seemingly tiny yet indescribably vast little snake, which was like a concept itself.
Its appetite was anything but small.
"If I'm hungry, then I have to eat."
The little snake blinked its colorless, hazy eyes at the Immortal Slaying Gourd—or rather, at the universes and worlds constantly being born and destroyed within it.
It had been born sacred and fed on the myriad Daos of universes. The great universe Gu Shaoshang had created before had already been buried in its belly.
"Don't even think about it!"
Little Gourd immediately cried out. If it had not been wrapped so tightly, he would have definitely jumped up already.
The universe worlds within him had been accumulated over countless years. They were the foundation upon which he stood, and the power of the end of universal birth and destruction was the source of his essence.
Unless he could take another step forward and attain the Dao of End, he would never abandon these universes.
The little snake asked innocently, "Why?"
It devoured the myriad Daos of universes as naturally as ordinary people ate and drank. The universes themselves would