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Chapter 2879 God’s Pestle!

Chen Muyu's eyes were firm as he faced the cracked void, a dark abyss that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

His steps were steady and powerful, each step following the rhythm of space, as if synchronized with the breathing of the entire universe.

The crack was like the giant mouth of a strange beast, open, exuding an extraterrestrial aura, twisted, grotesque, and contrary to the laws he knew.

But Chen Muyu was fearless, his gaze was as hot as the scorching sun, and the God's Punishment Gourd seemed to sense its master's will, emitting a dazzling light.

The mouth of the gourd is aimed at the crack, greedily sucking in the origins that do not belong to this world. Those origins are like disturbed streams of light, escaping in all directions, only to be ruthlessly swallowed up.

The black hole in his palm was like a passage connecting nothingness. The surrounding sources seemed to be summoned, and they rushed to his palm, rotating and merging, forming a powerful suction force.

The space around Chen Muyu's body seemed to be vibrating, and time and space fluctuated, seeming to swallow him whole.

However, there was no trace of emotion on Chen Muyu's face, only the desire for power and the exploration of the unknown.

The origins in the cracks were like violent beasts, being tamed by him one by one, and in the process, the Gourd of Divine Punishment continued to expand and shine with an increasingly bright light.

As the source of power continued to be absorbed, Chen Muyu slowly walked towards the depths of the cracks in the barrier.

Surrounded by raging origins, Ji Wuju followed closely behind Chen Muyu. Only in this way, those terrifying origins would not rush towards him.

While enjoying the protection Chen Muyu brought him, he was also shocked by Chen Muyu's powerful strength.

In this space, there is indeed countless source energy.

Every time Chen Muyu walked a certain distance, he would be suppressed by the terrifying increase in spiritual pressure, and had to stop and inhale fiercely.

When the surrounding origins were almost absorbed by him, before the new origin power was replenished, he quickly walked forward some distance.

This happened again and again, and I don’t know how long it took.

In the surrounding space, most of the original energy has been absorbed by him.

The cracks in the barrier have lost the support of their original energy and are gradually closing, showing signs of healing.

On top of the barrier, there are dots of stars, which are the remaining traces of the original power, like stars scattered in the dark abyss, or like wounds torn open by some ancient ferocious beast.

There is no source around anymore.

Chen Muyu frowned slightly.

The origins he collected here are just over 20 million.

To be honest, it was quite a lot. However, before coming, Ji Wujiu told him that there were as many sources as he wanted here.

Now, it's gone, which makes him a little surprised and a little disappointed at the same time.

Ji Wuju didn't say anything more, and the two of them continued walking a certain distance.

Then he saw a huge divine pestle thrust into the void out of thin air.

The divine pestle is suspended in a golden light, and the light and the divine pestle complement each other, revealing a supreme aura.

The surface of the pestle is engraved with ancient runes, and each rune seems to contain a profound truth, making people want to explore its secrets.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted and rippled, just like the waves on the surface of water when it was touched.

Chen Muyu's gaze was profound, and he could feel a special energy emanating from the pestle.

He could feel a special connection between himself and this power.

His hand gradually stretched out, and with his movements, the surrounding air began to tremble, as if there was invisible energy responding to his arrival.

"Fellow Taoist."

Just when Chen Muyu subconsciously wanted to touch the pestle, Ji Wuzhu's voice came from beside him.

Chen Muyu looked at him and realized at this moment that he had promised him that he would only take the original source and the pestle would belong to him.

Since there was a promise, Chen Muyu suppressed the impulse in his heart.

At this time, Ji Wuju flew directly towards the divine pestle.

Without saying anything, he reached out and grabbed the pestle.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared above the divine pestle, as if it suddenly exploded.

Yes, it's an explosion.

With a bang, Ji Wuju was directly ejected.

His entire right arm had turned into nothingness.

Shenchu ​​rejected him.

He looked at the divine pestle in disbelief. He really couldn't figure out why this thing rejected him.

You know, he followed Tianhong at the beginning, so this divine pestle should recognize him.

He stood there blankly, his eyes full of panic.

He didn't believe in evil and flew up again.

boom.

It was bounced back again.

This time, the newly condensed arm was blown to pieces again.

If he hadn't pulled away in time, he even felt that his entire original body would have been injured.

"Fellow Taoist, don't bother. This divine pestle doesn't seem to recognize you." Chen Muyu said from the side, "Do you want me to give it a try?"

When he said the words, Chen Muyu had already moved and flew directly towards the pestle.

The same action as Ji Wujiu just now.

When Chen Muyu's hand finally touched the divine pestle, a powerful wave of energy swept through the entire crack space.

Buzz!

Space trembles.

The runes on the pestle seemed to have awakened, they emitted a dazzling light, and then gradually integrated into Chen Muyu's body.

Golden lines appeared on his skin, like a mark of recognition by divine power.

At this moment, Chen Muyu seemed to be transformed into a golden light. His body was filled with original power, and his heart was filled with unprecedented confidence and strength.

Rumble!

Under Ji Wuju's stupid gaze, the divine pestle suddenly shrank in size, turned into a golden light, and disappeared into Chen Yang's palm.

"How is that possible?"

Ji Wuju looked at this scene in complete disbelief.

Why can someone else do the same action but I can't do it if I change another person?

Is this god pestle so snobbish?

Could it be that we only recognize the strong?

At this moment, he felt as if he was working in vain and drawing water from a bamboo basket.

"Fellow Taoist, we have made an agreement in advance. Isn't it a little unkind for you to do this?" Ji Wuju said to Chen Muyu with a dark face.

Chen Muyu looked apologetic, "I can't help it. It's not that you can't do it if you try. I'll give it a try. It chooses to follow me. I didn't take the initiative to ask it..."

Ji Wuju's face twitched slightly.

"Rumble..."

However, at this moment, the space trembled violently.

I saw a deep black hole appearing where the pestle had just been inserted.

That black hole seems to be hiding something terrible.

Rumble…

Countless amounts of original energy surged out from the black hole like a tide.

This feeling is as if there is a pool opposite, a pool full of original energy, and the pestle is the stopper at the bottom of the pool.

Now when the plug is pulled out, the source is revealed.


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