Chapter 1325 The Star in the Wu Ding (2nd Update!)

If we strip away those obscure or difficult shells and return everything to its original state.

Then, a simple name like boiling water can encompass everything.

And now, in the depths of this chaotic void, under the attention of many time and space in the multiverse.

The rising mist in the fire and light is just an ordinary soup made by Xia Wu...

Perhaps it was an encounter when he set foot in the wilderness.

Now, Yi Xia is reluctant to describe the dense attention around him, and he has no feelings.

In comparison, he still feels that the attention of those predecessors makes him feel more pressured.

As for these?

Xia Wu doesn't care...

On the other side, the relevant fluctuations on the body of the legendary adventurer who accidentally entered attracted Yi Xia's attention.

There is a god who protects the other party's mind across a long time and space...

This makes Yi Xia somewhat surprised.

Don't look at it now, the eyes peeking here are dense.

But who dares to reach here? Not to mention the real body or the saint, there is not even a trace of breath leaking.

All observers, in unison, maintain a safe enough distance from this.

Only the blood of chaos, such as Yi Xia, can move freely in the chaotic void.

For gods, stepping into the void, especially the chaotic void, has always been a dangerous thing.

In many cases, there is only one situation for gods to step into the void:

Being completely expelled and exiled...

Gods - whether good or evil, whether orderly or chaotic.

They correspond to the incarnation of macroscopic material rules.

As the conceptual opposite of the multiverse, the chaotic void corresponds to the original chaos, which is the extreme of disorder.

As the incarnation of rules, the gods stepping into it are no different from snowmen rushing to magma...

Even if it is just the leakage of breath, it may cause extremely difficult troubles.

Being targeted by the distorted existence of the chaotic void is never a good thing...

What's more, there is Yi Xia here.

Therefore, Yi Xia was a little surprised.

He couldn't help but look at the legendary adventurer named "Nobelson".

After noticing some details that he had discovered before but didn't pay attention to, Yi Xia's eyes became a little subtle.

Because the power of the god was revealed, he naturally saw the other party:

It was a goddess with a gentle posture, but a slight anger on the face.

After noticing Yi Xia's attention, he restrained his expression and bowed to Yi Xia dignifiedly.

Yi Xia nodded to her, then retracted his gaze, and helped the other party wipe away the traces of his breath, as a ticket for the onlookers to be entangled.

Sure enough, the legendary adventurer never lacks fun...

Yi Xia thought so after retracting his gaze and focusing on Wu Tang.

His attitude towards the gods of foreign lands has never been so close.

However, for such a god full of "humanity", Yi Xia is still willing to give him a convenience.

Rather than just for fun...

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So, Yi Xia slowly stirred the soup, which was now condensing infinite energy.

This was the first time that Yi Xia had made this kind of saturated witch soup after he set foot in Legend.

In terms of the life strength of a single entity, these twisted lives born from the Abyss Gu were not outstanding.

But their number was large enough.

The materials of this cauldron of witch soup had consumed all the creatures of countless dark worlds.

Now, they were able to reunite under this blazing light.

Because too much material was invested in a single time, Yi Xia needed to stir and coordinate it himself.

The stirring itself actually did not have much substantial impact on the soup that was undergoing billions of fusions.

The ritual concept it corresponds to is the core of its real function.

Speaking of which, if it is attributed to the realm of mortals, is this a unique style of painting... food live broadcast?

Yi Xia, who was coordinating the violent energy in the witch soup, suddenly had such an idea.

At this time, the overly intense violent energy was turning into one leaping and furious flame after another.

From a macroscopic perspective, it was like the rise and explosion of small bubbles.

And in the approaching realm, there were countless explosions full of destructive power.

Every moment, every corner...

The unimaginable violent force was venting its infinite power in the most violent form...

So, this was probably like a burning oil pan?

Some tiny explosions fell on Yi Xia, and suddenly triggered a more turbulent wave of fire, making Yi Xia, who was stirring the witch soup, feel a slight burning sensation.

In this way, combined with the idea just now, Yi Xia quickly put it into context.

He slowly stirred the extremely restless witch soup.

Now, this cauldron witch soup is constantly releasing strong light and heat.

It seems that in the next moment, it will have an immeasurable and terrifying explosion.

Yi Xia didn't care.

Instead, he thought that this cauldron witch soup should taste good.

Just like the delicious pufferfish, which is the most delicious food in the world, it is inevitable that a little price must be paid for the deliciousness that exceeds the safety threshold.

And to a certain extent, this also corresponds to its sweet taste.

Of course, this does not apply to all delicacies.

Perhaps, it can be more widely used in fungus food?

Yi Xia paid attention to the situation in the witch soup, but his men did not stop, accompanied by countless exploding flames of destruction.

Only in this chaotic void can Yi Xia dare to act so recklessly.

If it were placed in other realms, Yi Xia would definitely have more considerations.

After all, no matter how much he blew up here, he would not blow up anything.

If there are unlucky twisted lives affected, he would just take them as a snack.

As for those dark worlds?

Whether they are destroyed or not, Xia Wu doesn't care.

He is the "evil god" of the dark realm, facing the endless darkness of the multiverse with a more tyrannical attitude...

And with the slow stirring of the witch soup, in the continuous explosions that are enough to destroy some dark worlds.

There is a dazzling brilliance that suddenly breaks through the chaos!

Yi Xia's eyes shining with infinite brilliance stared at the witch tripod that has returned to calm.

At this moment, there is infinite brilliance settling there.

The dazzling arc of ion fire was just a minor decoration.

Endless energy shone in the brilliance.

The witch soup brewed with endless madness and twisted creations shone with the purest and most violent light.

The deep star fell in it...

Under countless complicated gazes, Yi Xia raised the witch tripod.

He ignored those colorful gazes and drank the dazzling "star"...

The next moment, the epic of light and heat sang in unison in this chaotic deep space!