Ji Hao was standing on Pan Xi's lower leg.
The natural powers of Pan Xi world accumulated on Pan Xi's body. After a long time, her body was wrapped up in a thick layer of rock, forming a vast continent.
However, between the surface of Pan Xi's body and the rock layer, there was a ten-thousand-miles-tall space.
Perhaps, Pan Xi's will was still lingering on her body, because the rock layer condensed from natural powers couldn't touch her body. Therefore, Pan Xi's skin was indeed 'spotless', as clean as the Chaos, which had just been created.
Ji Hao flew swiftly in this ten-thousand-miles-tall space.
The Heaven and Earth stamper floated above his head, releasing an invisible forcefield that wrapped his body up. Ji Hao flashed in the air like a ghost, flying towards Pan Xi's head at his highest speed.
Walking on the ground, Ji Hao could encounter those holy spirits mentioned by local people at any time. No one knew how many holy spirits existed in this Holy Land. If he was encircled by holy spirits, or unluckily stepped into a trap like Qiong Sang Qi, that wouldn't be a pleasant thing.
However, on the surface of Pan Xi's body, under the thick rock layer, not a single holy spirit dared to come close. Therefore, Ji Hao wouldn't face any risk in this area, unless Pan Xi suddenly woke up and slapped on Ji Hao's body. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in any danger.
Flying for three days and four nights, Ji Hao abruptly stopped.
With the power of the transformed Heaven and Earth stamper, he pushed himself forward with the power of this world. Ji Hao had been flying for so long, but he still hadn't left Pan Xi's lower leg, and was still a long distance away from her knee.
However, under Pan Xi's knee, right above her lower leg, Ji Hao saw an enormous tower.
Exquisite, luxurious, decorated with countless extremely beautiful patterns of flowers, petals, and pistils. This extremely luxurious style instinctively reminded Ji Hao of those Yu Clan nobles who were extremely fond of luxury.
The golden tower was thousands of miles tall. Ji Hao looked up along its beautiful surface, and indeed, he saw a familiar badge on top of the tower — Above the tower, a blood-red erect eye floated in the mist.
"A Blood Moon treasure?" Ji Hao shouted out in surprise while reaching his hand out, attempting to touch this tower.
The mysterious man abruptly burst with a great growl in Ji Hao's spiritual space, which startled Ji Hao so much that he hurriedly took his hand back, leaped backward for over a hundred miles and yelled, "Old man, what's wrong? This seems to be a Dharma artifact of the Blood Moon! "
"If you don't want to die, then stay away. It's true that this is an artifact of the Blood Moon lineage. Look at the shape of this pagoda, it's the tip of a four-edged bone-penetrating awl. " The mysterious man said in a deep voice, "A magic treasure that can harm Pan Xi, if you touched it just now, you would have been turned into ashes by now."
Ji Hao was so scared that his scalp went numb, and his fine hairs stood straight up.
He looked at the pagoda in shock. Upon closer inspection, he found that the so-called pagoda was indeed the tail end of a huge weapon. Just the tip alone was thousands of miles tall, so one could imagine how huge this magic tool was.
Who was Pan Xi? This was a powerful being who created a world, a magic treasure that could penetrate her body and penetrate deep into her bones. How could Ji Hao possibly touch it?
Especially all kinds of evil and weird curses of the Blood Moon, Ji Hao didn't even dare to imagine what would happen to him if he accidentally touched this thing just now.
Ji Hao stayed far away from this pagoda and kept moving towards Pan Xi's head.
After moving forward for another two days and two nights, Ji Hao stopped again. This time, he was already close to Pan Xi's knees. On the left and right side of her knees, a broken dagger had pierced deeply into her body.
From a great distance, Ji Hao sensed a sky-devouring fierce power coming right at his face. Therefore, he only took a glance at these two daggers from a great distance away, then took a detour, not daring to even approach the area of a hundred miles around these two daggers.
The higher Ji Hao moved, the more wounds he saw on Pan Xi's body. All kinds of strange weapons were left on her body, every single one of them releasing a suffocatingly strong power, forcing Ji Hao to take a detour over and over again.
When he reached Pan Xi's chest and abdomen, Ji Hao couldn't help but have his scalp numbed.
Pan Xi's enormous chest and abdomen were no longer in the shape of a human being. Tens of thousands of miles long, enormous wounds were everywhere on her body. Ji Hao couldn't tell how deep those wounds were. Standing on the edge of the wounds, he could only see a surging Chaos, but nothing else.
These wounds on Pan Xi's chest and abdomen were like numerous black holes, ceaselessly devouring everything in the surroundings.
Around these wounds, Ji Hao also saw many enormous broken metal pieces. These metal pieces were decorated with complicated and beautiful patterns, releasing a strong sense of power. These metal pieces were part of a powerful magic treasure, but now, these treasures were all destroyed.
Guided by the mysterious man, Ji Hao collected as many large metal pieces as he could.
According to the mysterious man, these metal pieces were all materials that could only be found in the Chaos, and were much more precious than the pre-world divine materials used by those divine Gods to build the city for Ji Hao. After these metal pieces were swallowed by the round cauldron in Ji Hao's lower abdomen, large amounts of Chaos power surged out of the cauldron every day, ceaselessly strengthening Ji Hao's body.
Other than the Chaos power, human-head-sized, multicolored metal pieces had been spurting out of the cauldron from time to time. The mysterious man said that these metal pieces were all top-grade materials, and Ji Hao could bring them back and let Yu Yu process them. That way, Yu Yu would be able to make quite a few powerful pre-world treasures for Ji Hao.
Ji Hao spent another two months on the way, and finally, he arrived near Pan Xi's forehead.
However, when he was still tens of thousands of miles away from the spot between Pan Xi's eyebrows, Ji Hao stopped, covered his body with the cloud bag, and cast quite a few concealing magic formations to cover himself up.
Tens of thousands of miles away, over three-thousand miles above the spot between Pan Xi's eyebrows, a purely golden hall was held up by a sphere of purple mist.
The hall was built in an ancient style, without any decorative patterns on its surface. Looking at it from a great distance, Ji Hao could sense a strong prehistorical sense of power from it. This hall was like a ferocious beast that was curled up in the hall, giving Ji Hao a strong sense of danger.
Through the tracking magic talisman, Ji Hao sensed that Qiong Sang Qi was in the hall.
However, silhouettes had been flashing around the hall. At least tens of thousands of 'holy spirits' had been moving around the hall. Their bodies were like dazzling spheres of light, raging flames, clouds of sand, or strong gusts of wind.
If Ji Hao was right, this was the core area of the Holy Land, the place where their true, supreme holy palace was located.
"Old man, we can't get close." Ji Hao helplessly looked at the hall. No matter how bold he was, he dared not to start a war against tens of thousands of top-grade beings from a world!
"A bit troublesome." murmured the mysterious man.
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