Chenxiang was a fool. Gungun had known that long ago.
If he were not, would he have done so many stupid things?
But however foolish he was, he was still a sound-minded living being. Why had he suddenly strayed from the path it had laid out for him and done something so suicidal?
The Heaven-Earth Bowl was a Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure. Attacking it caused a backlash, and even a Quasi-Saint could not disregard that force. Chenxiang had only just become a great immortal. Not only had he yet to stabilize his cultivation, he did not even have a physical body. Continually attacking the Heaven-Earth Bowl like this would only injure him, until his soul finally scattered into oblivion.
Chenxiang himself should have understood that, yet now...
Watching Chenxiang grit his teeth and strike the Heaven-Earth Bowl again and again, facing death as though returning home, Gungun suddenly felt that something had slipped beyond its control.
It sat silently for several seconds. Then divine light flashed around it, and it vanished.
Above Mount Hua.
Chenxiang's soul sensed the gazes of many living beings upon him, but he did not care. He continued attacking the Heaven-Earth Bowl, pressing fearlessly onward.
Just then, a portly Iron-Eating Beast wearing Linen Shorts flew toward him, seated on an auspicious cloud.
Looking at Chenxiang's resolute expression, Gungun blinked, then reclined on its side and propped its head on a paw. "Young man, what are you doing?" it asked casually.
Chenxiang had never seen Gungun and did not know its identity. Hearing the question, he did not even glance at it. He simply continued attacking the Heaven-Earth Bowl, and then...
Bang!
"Pfft!" Another backlash struck, and he opened his mouth and spat out a great cloud of blue light.
Those were fragments of his soul,