"How did this guy actually make it in?"
"The Ninety-Nine Heaven-Bearing Magic Restriction that seals countless demons—he got through that easily?"
"I was just bullshitting you!"
Inside the Gourd Grotto-Heaven, Nine Heads stared dumbfounded at the crack in the sky, his face full of disbelief.
Chen Mu's vision blurred, and his surroundings instantly changed.
The cave was still the same cave, the Peach Grove was still the same Peach Grove, even the tiny crack on the Stone Gourd before him was exactly the same. Only the Peach Wood Stake he had been sitting on had vanished.
Who stole my wooden stool?
The thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Mu immediately realized what had happened.
No one had stolen his stake. The world itself had changed.
Through the stone-carved gourd, he had entered another layer of the seal.
Whoosh!
True Hearing Supernatural Ability instantly filled the nearly identical underground space, and nineteen Moli Silver Peach Trees appeared within his perception.
Chen Mu's lips immediately curled upward.
Several days later, the brand-new Underground Cave was utterly silent.
Chen Mu leaned against the cold Stone Gourd, sitting on the Second Generation Peach Wood Stake as he stared intently at the dark Peach Wood Core before him.
The power of the Nine Lives Tribulation Splitting Art flowed in. Like wax baked by flame, the Peach Wood Core slowly melted into a puddle of liquid, then gradually rose upright again.
An hour later, a smiling Black-Faced Little Man took shape in midair before him.
Chen Mu waved a hand and put the Wooden Puppet Little Man into the Five Ghosts Bag. Looking at the densely packed hundred-plus Peach Divine Lords on the storage shelf inside, his face filled with satisfaction.
"Though their appearances are somewhat distorted, the sheer number is truly pleasing."