Journey to the West: Break the entire Western Heaven!

Old Seven also breathed a sigh of relief. He really couldn't bring any more people, and importantly, Zhu Ganglie and Tang Caiyi were clearly people that Tang Sanzang cared a lot about. If there were an accident, he feared he wouldn't have the chance to see tomorrow's sun.

So when he heard that Zhu Ganglie wasn't going, he immediately relaxed quite a bit.

"Let's go!"

Tang Sanzang stepped into the rolling Chaos.

Old Seven didn't say it out loud, but his eyes were rolling around. Although he hadn't lied, he hadn't told the whole truth either.

The pressure within the Chaos was immense, but for a Saint, the pressure was actually slightly less.

It's similar to how a fish out of water can be killed by a rock, but in the water, the pressure it endures is greater than that of the rock, yet it neither sinks nor dies.

Because the body structure of a fish is perfectly adapted to resist the pressure of water...

Saints are the same, born in the Chaos, they naturally possess certain resistance and skills against the environment of Chaos.

Which means, if someone other than a Saint enters the Chaos, the pressure they endure is far more severe than that of an ordinary Saint!

Although Tang Sanzang was terrifying, Old Seven could see that Tang Sanzang was indeed not a Saint. There was not a trace of saintly power in him, nor were there any Dao runes converging in his body.

Without the Dao runes, it meant he hadn't gained the recognition of the laws of any world, naturally he wasn't a Saint.

Not a Saint, entering the Chaos?

Even though this baldie's strength was terrifying, facing the ocean-like Chaos, he might suffer a great loss!

Old Seven's lips curled up slightly, as he imagined the baldie being humbled...

Sure enough, the moment the baldie stepped into the Chaos, it seemed as if it sensed an intruder and squeezed spontaneously. A vast amount of Chaotic Power descended thunderously, Tang Sanzang's bald head clearly shrank a bit.

Just when Old Seven thought the baldie was going to go down, the baldie slapped his forehead, stiffened his neck, and actually stood up straight!

Then, he took a deep breath, and the rolling Chaos Qi was sucked directly into his mouth, and with another forceful breath, his pores opened up, releasing the Chaos Qi...

In an instant, the Chaos Qi around him dispersed, returning to calm.

Old Seven was dumbfounded, internally exclaiming monster, as the baldie had shaken off the oppressive power of the Chaos with just the strength of his flesh and quickly balanced the pressure inside and outside his body to adapt to the environment. How terrifying! Was he really not a Saint?

At that moment, Tang Sanzang turned back and impatiently called out, "Old Seven, what are you staring at? Let's move!"

Old Seven was dumbstruck, "Master, do you not feel anything special?"

Tang Sanzang looked around and said, "Uh... aside from a bit of difficulty breathing at first, it seems there's nothing else different..."

Old Seven was speechless, the pressure in the Chaos was countless times more than the pressure of the worlds, yet the baldie felt nothing? Was he just thick-skinned, or was his strength so great that he truly didn't care about these slight changes?

Old Seven gained a whole new level of understanding of the baldie's terror, dared not entertain any more superfluous thoughts, and honestly said, "Master, the pressure of the Chaos is only secondary. The truly terrifying thing is the bizarre environment within the Chaos.

What we're stepping on underneath our feet isn't solid ground, but a Chaotic Abyss; it's just that the Chaos Qi there is dense, making it seem like solid land.

But haven't you noticed? We're actually sinking, and if we don't have a suitable vessel, we'll keep sinking, the pressure around us will grow stronger and stronger, until we can't hold on and die.

That's just the most basic situation. If we encounter a terrible environment, things like Chaotic divine winds, divine thunder, fierce flames...

Those are existences capable of devouring a Saint.

The key point is, the chances of these things appearing are extremely high, yet there is no pattern to them at all, which makes them very dangerous."

While speaking, Old Seven took out two chess pieces from his sleeve, saying distressfully, "My vessel is my world, but for short distances, I usually use my chessboard as a vessel. However, since you shattered my chessboard, let's make do with these two chess pieces..."

While speaking, the two chess pieces enlarged, Tang Sanzang jumped directly onto the white piece, while Old Seven dutifully boarded the black piece.

As Old Seven formed a hand sign, two chess pieces entangled and spun, generating a peculiar force that broke through the Chaos Qi before them, carving out a path and whisking the two men forward.

Once the pair had traveled some distance, Zhu Ganglie wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and muttered, "Good thing I didn't follow them...better to find a nice place with good scenery, have some good food, and rest before anything else."

However...

"You dead pig head, you wouldn't really not want to go, would you?" A voice rang out by Zhu Ganglie's ear.

Zhu Ganglie jumped in surprise, "Who? Who's talking?"

He felt the voice coming from all directions but couldn't see where the other party was.

"Dead pig, no need to look. I am the Great Emperor of Heaven!" The other party's voice was calm yet carried an air of authority.

Zhu Ganglie's eyes bulged, "The Great Emperor of Heaven? You're not dead?"

"You fool, I am the rightful ruler of heaven and earth. As long as the Ten Thousand Realms exist, how can I die? Listen closely now, the collapse of the Ten Thousand Realms and countless beings of Chaos stirring..."

Smack!

Before the other could finish, Zhu Ganglie slapped Tang Caiyi's forehead, who was in his arms, with a fierce flick.

Tang Caiyi rubbed his head and glared, "Why the heck did you hit me?!"

Zhu Ganglie said, "Stop acting. You really think I can't tell?"

Tang Caiyi froze, "Is it that obvious?"

Zhu Ganglie snorted coldly, "You're in my arms, and as you were talking your belly was trembling with the rhythm. You think I can't feel it?

Besides, I had already thrown you out earlier. If you were really just an ordinary child, you would've died a long time ago.

And yet, here you are back again. Do you think I'm stupid?

Spill it, who are you, really!"

Zhu Ganglie stared at Tang Caiyi, demanding an answer.

Tang Caiyi grimaced, "Hey, you're not so dumb after all, hiding a bit of cunning, aren't you?"

Zhu Ganglie rolled his eyes, "What's it to you whether I'm dumb or not? Just who in the world are you?"

Tang Caiyi looked up at Zhu Ganglie, with tears brimming in his eyes, and said, "Son, actually... I am your father!"

Smack!

Zhu Ganglie slapped Tang Caiyi's head again, instantly making two rabbit ears pop out.

Zhu Ganglie was stunned, "Rabbit ears? Are you a rabbit?"

"You're the rabbit, your whole family are rabbits!" Tang Caiyi was not pleased, and since the secret was out, he stopped pretending. He bore his large buckteeth and jumped onto Zhu Ganglie's shoulder, smacking him squarely in the face in retaliation...

Smack!

Zhu Ganglie was sent flying by the slap.

Zhu Ganglie roared in anger, "Hey you dead rabbit, you dare to hit me? I might not beat that baldy, but I surely can take you down, you rabbit! Take this!"

Zhu Ganglie immediately charged back into the fight, but the rabbit actually laughed...

The next moment...

Zhu Ganglie was ridden by the rabbit, beaten black and blue, he shouted, "I surrender, I surrender! I give up!"