Whoosh!
Meng Shaobai's Kunpeng Primordial Spirit took another deep breath.
Woo woo, woo woo woo, woo woo woo.......
The Yuhua Heavenly Palace was trembling as if it was about to shrink infinitely and enter his mouth. The airflow within hundreds of miles near the Yuhua Sect Mountain Range was under immense compression, shrinking infinitely, ready to be consumed by Kunpeng Yuanqi.
Above the sky, the six Gods-sealing Steles were shaking violently, emitting mournful wails, and the six eyes seemed to be closing, threatened to be swallowed by Meng Shaobai's Kunpeng Primordial Spirit.
The yellow fog of the Netherworld Scroll also flowed like a river into the mouth of the Kunpeng Primordial Spirit, and even the Avici Demon Qi from the Door of Avici was sucked in.
It seemed as if there was a separate space within the stomach of the Kunpeng Primordial Spirit, capable of holding the entire universe.