A big yawn sounded from the little fat man's mouth. This was already the thirty-eighth yawn he had made.
At this moment, the little fat man is still glowing all over, holding the big iron rod in both hands, the bronze beam is shining, constantly flashing, leaping and beating, as if he is traveling through the void, moving forward in a certain direction!
"It's so boring! Why hasn't big brother woke up yet?"
Yawning again, the little fat man looked aside, where Ye Wuque sat quietly cross-legged for ten days and nights, as if he had turned into a sculpture.
Ever since the bronze beam exploded completely and the world in the Shenhuang King's capital disappeared, it seemed to have entered a void, and the big iron rod seemed to have absorbed enough power that Ye Wuque no longer needed to continue to inject the Great Nirvana into it.
The power of the soul of the Soul Saint.
Immediately, Ye Wuque walked aside and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes as if falling asleep.
On the other side, also sitting cross-legged was Huang Yangyun.
He looked more like a dead person than Ye Wuque, just leaning there, motionless, not knowing what he was doing, and no longer yelling excitedly.
One seems to be asleep, and the other seems to be dead.
Therefore, there was only the little fat man left in the bronze beam who was still holding his big iron rod "conscientiously" and was bored. Naturally, he soon became bored.
Gululu!
Suddenly, a series of sounds came from the little fat man's belly, and a look of pity suddenly appeared on the little fat man's fat face!
"I'm hungry..."
"So hungry!"
"I really want good things!"
The little fat man looked bitter, but after looking around, he reluctantly closed his mouth and chose to shut up, but his stomach growled even louder.
But during the whole process, no matter what happened, the little fat man held the big iron rod tightly with both hands and never relaxed for a moment, for fear of something happening, which showed that the little fat man was quite reliable.
Until a certain moment!
Ye Wuque, who had been sitting quietly in the cross-legged position, suddenly had his eyelids twitching slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes again, revealing a depth inside them.
Ye Wuque had been controlling the divine soul clone before, and all his perceptions remained on the divine soul clone. Now, the divine soul clone left in the Shenhuang Dynasty has dissipated, and all perceptions have returned naturally.
"Not in the same plane... not in the same world..."
The answer he got from the mysterious creature was the one that concerned Ye Wuque the most. He didn't expect that there was such a long distance between here and the starry sky.
And now he is not even qualified to go back!
But the only thing that reassured Ye Wuque was that since the starry sky was no longer on the same plane as here and was extremely far away, it meant that there would be no danger.
"I must become stronger! The Peerless Human King and the Great Soul Saint of Annihilation are not enough!"
Suppressing a trace of melancholy in his heart, Ye Wuque's heart became firm again. After the mysterious creature's answer, his mood became calmer and more peaceful, but the fire deep in his eyes was burning!
"Brother! You finally woke up!! Great! I'm almost bored to death!"
The little fat man's excited voice sounded!
Ye Wuque immediately stood up, first glanced at the dead-like deserted Yangyun, then looked at the little fat man and said, "How long has it been?"
"Ten days and ten nights! Brother, are you really asleep? Are you tired? I...Gululu!"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cry from his stomach. The little fat man suddenly showed a sense of grievance and said: "Brother, did you hear that? I'm so hungry! I really want to eat! Brother, there's nothing good.
Food? Give me some first!"
Ye Wuque was immediately speechless!
However, he turned his right hand over, and a large package of fragrant dried meat suddenly appeared in his hand. The aroma spread immediately, making the little fat man's big eyes widen and his mouth water!
These are some dried meat that Ye Wuque left behind as dry food.
"Dried meat!! Hoho! Brother, give me a bite! Hurry!"
The little fat man immediately shouted impatiently!
Taking out a large handful, Ye Wuque stuffed it directly into the little fat man's mouth. His mouth was immediately full, and his cheeks were bulging. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably choke to death, but the little fat man's big eyes were shining.
, his mouth was crackling with chewing, and his face was filled with an expression of intoxication and enjoyment.
After feeding the little fat man seven or eight times in a row, and eating all the dried meat, Ye Wuque stopped.
"It tastes so good!! I still want to eat it! Brother, do you still have some?"
"No more."
Ye Wuque spoke angrily, which immediately made the little fat man a little unsatisfied. However, with this big bag of dried meat at the bottom, the little fat man was finally not so hungry and regained a lot of energy.
But Ye Wuque turned around and looked directly at Huang Yangyun, who looked as if he was dead, with a pair of bright eyes!
brush!
The motionless Huang Yangyun's body suddenly trembled, he shuddered and opened his eyes, looking at Ye Wuque, with a look of unconcealable fear on his face!
The power of the Great Soul Saint of Annihilation is unfathomable. He can capture the mind even without using his hands!
"You said before that the world of Shenhuang Dynasty is a reduced copy of the real outside world? So what is the distribution of the real outside world? And how to call it?"
He kept Huang Yangyun alive and did not take action because this person was still useful, and Ye Wuque naturally wanted to use his remaining energy at this moment.
Hearing Ye Wuque's indifferent voice, Huang Yangyun stopped pretending and said with a hoarse voice: "The name of the real outside world is... Shenhuang!"
Ye Wuque's eyes flashed!
"The reason why I created a dynasty in that broken and illusory world and named it the 'Shenhuang Dynasty' is to commemorate the real outside world, my real hometown!"
"The real outside world is the real... Shenhuang!"
Huang Yangyun explained, with a hint of sadness and emotion.
"In other words, there are 90,000 great states in the Shenhuang Dynasty, so there are also 90,000 great states in the real Shenhuang?"
Ye Wuque spoke immediately.
"No!"
But Huang Yangyun slowly shook his head, with an undisguised mockery on his face and said: "How can the illusory and broken world contained in a treasure land be compared with the real Shenhuang?"
"Although I don't know who actually created the 90,000 states in that illusory and broken world, it's obvious that he only produced a shoddy semi-finished product!"
"The true divine wilderness is vast, boundless, far-reaching, infinite in length and breadth, and impossible to fathom!"
"A full...330,000 Dazhou!!"
Huang Yangyun spoke proudly and revealed a truth that shocked Ye Wuque's heart!!
330,000 Dazhou!!
It is more than three times more than the 90,000 major states of the Shenhuang Dynasty!
"And I can tell you accurately that in the real sacred land, any one of the 330,000 large states is enough to compare with the 30,000 large states in that illusory and broken world!!"
"In other words, even if the ninety thousand states of the so-called Shenhuang Dynasty are added together, even including the Shenhuang King, they are at most only as big as the three or four states of the real Shenhuang outside!"
Huang Yangyun spoke again, with a sense of pride, and told another shocking truth!
The little fat man was also stunned and gasped!
"Hiss!! So big???"
And Ye Wuque was also shocked!
However, he couldn't help but caressed the Yuanyang Ring, and finally understood something!
"No wonder there is no 'Qingjing State' among the 90,000 states in the Shenhuang Dynasty. I can't find it no matter how hard I look for it!"
"It seems that this 'Qingjing State' refers to the real Shenhuang State, one of the 330,000 great states!"
"So that means that the old man who said he owed me a favor and gave me the token in the Nine Tribulation Valley dungeon actually came from... the real Shenhuang!!"
When he thought of this, a hint of depression flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes.
When he saw the mysterious creature before, he never thought of this, so he naturally didn't ask.