Chapter 2691: Torrent of Information

The reason Wu Feng did not stand up was that he had an instant feeling that if he were to rise from the egg, the crack on its surface would rapidly seal, rendering his more than a hundred years of effort in vain.

Wu Feng secretly set up a massive defensive formation around his body and the egg.

At the same time, Wu Feng put on an indifferent facade and said to the man, "I am the one hatching this egg; evolving a world is, after all, a good thing."

"You just want to get out." The man sneered.

"Stop the nonsense. Aren't you here to stop me? Bring it on then." Wu Feng shouted.

The man smiled, and a look of mockery actually surfaced on his face, which was abstract to the extreme.

"You think that because you are a Saint of the Primordial World, you can accomplish everything? In the eyes of us Beyond the Heavens, you are nothing but pigs and dogs. One day, your Primordial World will fall into our hands."

The man roared triumphantly, his body suddenly transforming into black mist.

The black mist twisted incessantly, rapidly turning into an obscure and dark void.

Wu Feng sensed that the black hole seemed to contain an aura that made one feel desperate and insane.

Suddenly, a torrent of black text shot out from the void.

Moreover, Wu Feng found that he could suddenly understand these torrents of text.

"Beyond the Heavens, originating from beyond the Nine Heavens, existing between the mysterious; once it appears, it is the tribulation of the Nine Heavens world. One day, all worlds will be swallowed and shrouded by Beyond the Heavens..."

Wu Feng read and sensed these words.

These words were about Beyond the Heavens, and to Wu Feng, they were simply too important.

However, Wu Feng gradually discovered that these information streams were too much, far too much.

Furthermore, for some reason, once this information about Beyond the Heavens appeared in Wu Feng's memory, it was like hot oil poured onto tofu, beginning to rapidly dissolve and destroy Wu Feng's memory.

To preserve his memory, Wu Feng began using his cultivation method and the power of rules to resist, only managing to barely stabilize his memory with great difficulty.

However, his opponent would not give Wu Feng time to continue stabilizing; more torrents of information, like a giant dragon, aggressively poured into Wu Feng.

It was as if Wu Feng's body could only hold a cup of water, but someone was holding his head down and forcibly pouring the volume of a river into him.

Wu Feng soon felt that his cognition was having problems; insane thoughts kept popping up in his mind one after another.

Wu Feng struggled to put out the fires everywhere in his mind, but that information was like a loach, incredibly slippery, crazily playing hide-and-seek with Wu Feng, staining his mind layer by layer.

It was only because Wu Feng was a Saint-level existence; otherwise, his mind would have been occupied by the information stream, and he would have become a walking corpse, a puppet of Beyond the Heavens.

"Haha, stop your futile resistance. This level of attack is not something you Primordial natives can resist."

The man's voice reached his ears.

Wu Feng was filled with immense anger and roared, "You think I have no means? You dare to look down on me, a Primordial Saint?"

No sooner said than done, Wu Feng began a fierce counterattack. ===== CHAPTER 2693 =====