Though the center was already visible in the far distance, it was actually still very far away. Reaching it would take at least another two or three months—a true case of seeing a mountain and running a horse to death.
However, Li Su began to emit a peculiar aura. Dense ghostly qi enveloped him as he used Soul Supreme to conceal himself.
According to the black shadow's memories, the beings of this outer realm were anything but friendly toward the Three Realms Primordial World.
Among them were not only those who had fled the Primordial World after losing its struggles, but also many native inhabitants.
When Saint Pangu opened the heavens, that single axe strike did far more than merely split open chaos—it carved out a vast, boundless expanse of space.
Think about it: what would happen if a hole suddenly appeared in a basin full of water?
Without question, the water would surge toward it at tremendous speed.
It was the same when Saint Pangu opened the heavens. The world he cleaved out was that hole, while the extraordinary particles flowing throughout the universe were the water.
They had originally been everywhere, but once that opening appeared, countless extraordinary particles naturally flooded into it with wild abandon.
Nor did it end there. Pangu then held up the sky with his hands and braced the earth with his feet, continuously forcing that gap wider and wider.
Naturally, the quantity of extraordinary particles flowing in from the universe grew greater and greater as well.
How great?
Great enough that even after Saint Pangu died from utter exhaustion, he could transform into heaven and earth and nourish all living things.
During that process of standing between heaven and earth, he had absorbed far, far too many extraordinary particles. Even after his spiritual