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Chapter 673 - 672: Comprehending the Chaos Rules—This Is Pangu’s Heart!

The heart was completely enveloped in Chaos Qi.

It was the most primordial kind of chaos.

As if it was something from the time when the heavens and earth were yet to open, when clarity and impurity were not yet distinguished.

Lin Heng suddenly felt a disturbance in his body; unexpectedly, the Chaos Law began to operate on its own, and the Chaos Tai Chi Diagram, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, appeared of its own accord.

The Taiji Diagram stretched across the Celestial Abyss, intertwining with chaos to form a devouring eye.

The Chaos Qi enveloping the heart, at this moment, flew into the Taiji Diagram strand by strand.

At the same time, a chain of order slowly emerged.

Like a joyous sprite, it swirled around Lin Heng.

Lin Heng closed his eyes, waiting for the Order Chain to merge into his bloodstream before he slowly opened his eyes.

"Congratulations," Candle Dragon said with a smile, "It seems your understanding of chaos has transformed from the Fa to the Rules."

The Chaos Tai Chi Diagram had already been withdrawn, and the Chaos Qi that enveloped the heart was gone, but Lin Heng’s expression was even more puzzled.

"Whose heart is this?"

"Why does it contain the world’s primordial chaos?"

As Candle Dragon had said, Lin Heng had already comprehended the Power of Rule of chaos, naturally able to sense how ancient and distant the Chaos Qi enveloping the heart was.

It was truly something from before the world was created!

"Who do you think it could be?" Candle Dragon answered with another question.

"I..." Lin Heng hesitated for a moment, then said somberly, "It could only be one of the legendary Three Thousand Chaos Demon Gods."

"So who do you think it could be?" Candle Dragon asked again.

Lin Heng frowned slightly, staring at it for a long while uncertainly, "Could it be related to Pangu the Great God of creation?"

Candle Dragon smiled.

Lin Heng widened his eyes, gazing at the heart, and asked in disbelief, "Is this truly Pangu the Great God’s?"

"Indeed."

Candle Dragon looked at the heart with an extremely complex gaze.

"This is the legendary Pangu Heart."

Rumble!

Lin Heng only felt the Celestial Thunder rolling, deafening in his ears.

His entire being was momentarily lost.

"Wait..."

Suddenly, Lin Heng’s expression froze, his tone heavy, "This was meant for me by that Divine Coffin..."

"Is this Pangu’s heart?"

"If that’s the case, could that mean the one buried in the Divine Coffin is... is..."

Candle Dragon shook its head, interrupting Lin Heng’s speculation, "The owner of the Divine Coffin is not Pangu."

"Why?" Lin Heng frowned, looking at it in confusion.

Candle Dragon said calmly, "Because I was formed from a single drop of Pangu’s blood."

"If the body of Pangu was buried in the Divine Coffin, how could I not know?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Heng’s mind buzzed, remaining in a daze for a long time.

"Very well, absorb this heart and leave early," Candle Dragon said, not wanting to contemplate too much about the origins of the Divine Coffin, as it would give it an unbearable headache.

Seeing this, Lin Heng nodded and said no more.

Opening his mouth, he swallowed the heart into his body.

At this very moment, the Celestial Abyss trembled.

Lin Heng’s face suddenly turned pale, as an indescribable force was tearing at his body.

His pupils contracted, looking at Candle Dragon with shock and anger.

Yet Candle Dragon remained silent, withdrawing from the Celestial Abyss.

Lin Heng wanted to stop it, but the immense pain had already blurred his senses.

In the daze, he vaguely felt himself becoming an infinite world.

A world shrouded in chaos, dim and formless, with neither mountains nor water, not even creatures or beings.

Until a giant wielding a Divine Axe appeared.

The Divine Axe slashed towards Lin Heng.

He felt his body being torn apart, gripped by immense pain, yet he also felt his body evolving, bursting with vigorous vitality.

Subsequently, all consciousness vanished, and Lin Heng fell into a deep sleep.

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Candle Dragon had not left; it lay coiled at the entrance of the Celestial Abyss.

From time to time, it cast a glance into the depths of the Celestial Abyss.

In its gaze was a deep contemplation.

Time flowed like water.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

On this day, a daring person entered the Supreme Celestial Abyss.

It was none other than Nezha.

Nezha had just stepped into the mist when he found himself face-to-face with the enormous Candle Dragon, which blocked out the sky and sun.

Candle Dragon’s aura was terrifying, its eyes like the sun and moon, making one feel as insignificant as an ephemeral fly in the vast sky when viewed up close.

Yet who was Nezha?

He was the one who caused trouble in the East Sea in his youth, the defiant one who cut flesh and bone, who feared neither death nor authority.

Though he later bowed to those Supremes.

He sought only one thing - a chance.

A chance to bring his mother back to life.

Unfortunately, under the World Mirror, his hope was completely shattered.

Now, life and death no longer mattered to him.

Swish swish swish!

Nezha’s blood boiled, his body undergoing a transformation, as heads and arms grew one after the other.

With three heads and six arms, he wielded the Divine Weapon, fearlessly facing Candle Dragon.

"I came to find someone," Nezha stated coolly.

Candle Dragon was somewhat surprised, sizing Nezha up, its eyes like the sun and moon flashing with a peculiar light.

"A body that died, yet was reborn from a lotus root."

"With flesh and roots all cut away, and yet you became a Quasi-Saint. Interesting."

Candle Dragon said with a faint smile, "Do you know what place this is? No creature from Qingqiu dares to tread here."

"I came to find someone," Nezha repeated his purpose, his face stern, devoid of any expression.

Candle Dragon narrowed its eyes slightly, "You came here seeking death, not someone."

Nezha did not speak further, transforming into a stream of light, charging forward, his Fire-tipped Spear like a dragon.

"Such a fierce temper."

Candle Dragon found it amusing, casually swinging its claw to drive him away.

Unexpectedly, the Fire-tipped Spear was a fake attack, while his true intention was to create a clone to enter the depths of the Celestial Abyss.

Candle Dragon showed a hint of admiration in its eyes, restraining its action and merely knocking Nezha back, then said:

"There’s something important inside, no one can disturb it."

"Leave, I won’t kill you."

With the Candle Dragon’s Eye returned, Candle Dragon’s state had been restored to perfection, its temperament no longer manic and violent, thus it wouldn’t kill wantonly.

However, Nezha’s stubbornness was beyond its imagination.

Without uttering a word, Nezha threw the Qiankun Ring, and with a clattering sound, the Qiankun Ring multiplied, crashing towards Candle Dragon.

At the same time, the Wind and Fire Wheel beneath him let out a blazing howl, his whole being shooting forward.

Alas, he faced the Candle Dragon, an equal of Saints.

Candle Dragon remained indifferent, without even moving, as the multitudinous Qiankun Rings struck it without causing the slightest ripple.

And when Nezha attempted to enter the Celestial Abyss through the gap, Candle Dragon merely shook its body casually, a wisp of aura descending, directly sending Nezha flying.

Subsequently, Candle Dragon said blandly, "The person is not dead, he will come out eventually, though it may take a while, maybe ten months? Maybe ten years?"

"In any case, during this time, do not disturb again."

After Candle Dragon finished speaking, it was about to drive Nezha away, but unexpectedly, as soon as its words fell, a surge of magnificent blood and energy surged from behind, shaking the entire Qingqiu.