The Ninth Turn of the Cultivation Method

Same as the Buzhou Mountain in Pan Gu world, the core of Pan Heng world stood straight on the earth, reaching directly to the sky. Standing at the foot of the mountain, one wouldn't be able to see the top. This mountain of world core was smooth and crystalline, covered in complicatedly interweaving natural stripes. Thin streams of Chaos spirit milk had been flowing ceaselessly down through these stripes.

A magical glow was emitting from the world core, making the surrounding space glisten like egg white.

Down the world core was the one-hundred and twenty-thousand miles wide pool, which was tens of thousands of miles deep, and fully containing the colorful Chaos spirit milk. A breeze blew across and brought an indescribable scent out of the milk. It wasn't an aroma, neither was it a stink; it wasn't light, and wasn't strong. It seemed to contain all smells in the world. The strangle scent even disordered Ji Hao's power glow.