Chapter 349

Inside the spatial channel, a dark red halo swallowed Su Chen's figure.

Brother Di Jiang walked in front, the Law of Space flowing around him of its own accord, isolating the terrifying aura surging in the channel.

Su Chen followed behind him; the heartbeat coming from the depths of the channel became clearer and heavier, each sound triggering a resonance in his chest.

"Wait a moment!"

A cold voice came from behind.

Su Chen turned his head and saw Xuan Ming following from the entrance of the channel; she had a human face and a bird's body, blue snakes swaying at her ears, her expression solemn.

Behind her, Zhu Shou and Zhu Rong also walked in one after another.

"Brother Di Jiang." Xuan Ming's voice had no temperature. "The Father God's heart is the supreme holy object of our Wu Clan. Even we twelve rarely go in to contemplate it; you want to bring a human in?"

Zhu Shou coldly echoed: "That's right. Furthermore, his acupoints are more than half shattered; in his current state, he probably won't even last five steps. When the time comes, if he dies in front of the Father God's heart, don't defile the Father God's heart."

Brother Di Jiang stopped his steps without turning his head.

"This is also part of the deal; the Wu Clan never breaks its word."

His voice was very flat, but it carried an unquestionable meaning.

Xuan Ming and the others were silent upon hearing this and ultimately did not speak again, but her gaze fell on Su Chen's back, cold and piercing.

Zhu Rong was straightforward; he snorted in a muffled voice and followed Brother Di Jiang's pace.

When passing by Su Chen, he glanced at him sideways.

"Kid, you'd better not die inside."

Su Chen did not reply and continued forward.

The spatial channel reached its end, and the view suddenly opened up.

Su Chen's pupils contracted sharply.

It was a dark red void, boundless and limitless.

In the center of this void, an ancient black altar floated there; the altar was pitch black, covered in dense Wu Clan totems, and the moment the Pangu heart beat, those totems flickered accordingly.

On the altar, a massive heart was enshrined.

It floated above the altar, its surface covered by a layer of dark red membrane; the blood vessels crisscrossing the membrane were as thick as rivers, some already dried up, others still slightly pulsating.

Gray Chaos Qi flowed out from the heart's blood vessels, falling like a waterfall, forming waterfalls of Chaos around the altar and falling into the depths of the dark red void.

Thump, the heart beat once.

The entire void shook along with it.

Su Chen felt as if his own heart had been fiercely squeezed by an invisible hand.

Thump, another heartbeat sound came.

That sound did not come through his ears but acted directly upon his physical body.

As the massive heart beat, a terrifying pressure acted upon Su Chen.

Su Chen's knees bent violently, and he almost knelt down.

His bones emitted a series of explosions, and his entire body shrank by half.

"Act according to your ability."

Xuan Ming's voice came from behind, cold and flat.

"The beating of the Father God's heart is accompanied by terrifying power; if you force yourself to get close, even if your physical body has achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, you might not be able to withstand it."

Su Chen gritted his teeth and did not respond.

His spine was trembling violently, but it was not a collapsing tremor.

Having stayed on Mount Wuzhi for so long, his spine had long since grown accustomed to the existence of the Pangu pressure.

And at this moment, the pressure emitted by the Pangu heart was more than a hundred times more intense than outside, making it somewhat difficult for him.

Thump, another heartbeat sound came.

Su Chen's body swayed, and fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But he did not retreat; Su Chen closed his eyes.

The "Thirty-Six Axes of Heavenly Gang" was activated at full power, and the spinal dragon roared within his body.

He did not intend to use the strength of his physical body to forcibly resist that pressure.

Su Chen slowed the rhythm of his own blood circulation, no longer maintaining the inherent cycle frequency of the "Thirty-Six Axes of Heavenly Gang," but instead adjusting bit by bit, following the beat of the Pangu heart.

Thump, the heartbeat beat.

The blood in Su Chen's body paused abruptly, then pulsated once following that frequency.

But his blood flow speed far exceeded the rhythm of the Pangu heart; forcing a change caused his massive blood flow to surge, resulting in him being half a beat slow.

Thump, the Pangu heart beat again.

This time, Su Chen's heartbeat happened to beat as well.

The two frequencies overlapped at this moment.

Su Chen opened his eyes abruptly; the pressure weighing on him did not disappear, but the feeling of being crushed faded by more than half.

It was like a person standing in a gale, suddenly learning to adjust their center of gravity according to the wind direction.

He took a step, his footing somewhat unsteady.

The second step was slightly steadier.

The third step landed firmly.

Brother Di Jiang saw Su Chen adapting quickly and nodded slightly.

With every step Su Chen took, the dark golden luster on his body flickered once with the beating of the Pangu heart.

One flicker on, one flicker off, the rhythm perfectly synchronized with that massive heart.

In Xuan Ming's cold eyes, a trace of fluctuation rarely appeared.

Su Chen walked forward step by step.

Each step was very slow; he only took one step between two heartbeats.

The distance from the spatial channel entrance to the altar was not far, but Su Chen walked for a full stick of incense.

At this time, Su Chen's entire spine had entered a mysterious state through the resonance with the Pangu heart; his physical state was better than ever, and the physical body that had been damaged by the Chaos Qi was recovering rapidly.

Finally, Su Chen walked to the space directly beneath the altar.

He raised his head and saw the massive Pangu heart right above his head, the Chaos waterfalls pouring down from both sides and disappearing into the void.

Su Chen sat cross-legged.

The spinal dragon emitted a long, low moan, intertwining with the heartbeat of the Pangu heart.

His heartbeat, blood flow, and breathing were all locked onto the frequency of the Pangu heart.

At this frequency, Su Chen began to observe those Chaos Qi currents.

They surged out from the heart and were inhaled by the heart again; the inhalation and exhalation were natural and without any obstruction.

This heart, which no longer belonged to a living creature, relied on a certain law carved deep into its origin to inhale and exhale Chaos Qi just like pumping blood.

This was Brother Di Jiang's method; he wanted Su Chen to find a way to contain Chaos Qi from the Pangu heart.

Su Chen's eyes stared fixedly at the Pangu heart, completely immersed in contemplation.

Brother Di Jiang stood in the distance, watched for a while, and turned to leave.

Zhu Rong followed, but before leaving, he glanced back at the tiny figure sitting cross-legged under the altar, wrapped in the Chaos waterfall, cursed something in a low voice, and strode out of the spatial channel.

The other Ancestral Wu who had followed in also left one after another; Xuan Ming was the last to leave. She looked at Su Chen's figure, her cold face expressionless.

"What a stubborn guy."

She said coldly and turned to disappear into the channel.

The dark red void returned to silence.

Only the heart of an ancient god remained, and a tiny human beneath it.

Thump... thump... thump.

The heartbeat was strong and powerful, lasting for a long time.

Su Chen sat motionlessly under the altar, like a clay statue or a wooden carving.

Time lost its meaning in this space.

Ten years... twenty years...

During this period, the Twelve Ancestral Wu outside re-deduced the "Thirty-Six Axes of Heavenly Gang" and began to arrange for the Wu Clan in their tribe to start practicing it.