But soon, countless bits of rubble, and even all kinds of chaotic celestial debris, came surging into my stomach. I could barely find anywhere to dodge, as if a truckload of shit had suddenly been sprayed straight into my face. I was shoved directly into the pile of rocks.
It seemed that the stomach had begun to writhe. My entire body was squeezed until I was in agony, surrounded by gastric juices and food. Only I, in my current state, could experience just how cruel this sensation was.
This demon dragon was unimaginably huge, so its stomach was naturally absurdly large as well. The amount swallowed in a single gulp was far beyond anything a person could evade. Once I had recovered, I immediately charged forward, but the demon dragon's swallowing seemed endless. I charged several times, only to be squeezed back each time.
Its stomach wall was also extraordinarily tough. Besides possessing tremendous flexibility, it was not a place that even a divine sword could break through. I tried to make it suffer a gastric hemorrhage so I could escape through another tissue, but I was also afraid that it would be unable to take me to the demon domain spacetime afterward. It was a dilemma.
I could not injure it from the inside. Even if I wanted to hurt it, it would not be easy.
Of course, this demon dragon was not swallowing every moment. Perhaps because I had punctured its anus and made it leak some filth, its appetite had been stimulated. But once it began swallowing, it truly did not stop. The squeezing and writhing continued for more than half a day!
Since there was no way to stop it from swallowing, I could only remain in the foul-smelling gastric fluid. And because of its powerful