This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 48: Broken and Reassembled

I'm very sorry.

Kunpeng didn't want another hole in his body; two were already barely enough, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle another one.

With nowhere else to go, he could only use half of his raised eyebrows to block the attack.

As a result, he discovered something amazing.

Yang Mei truly deserves to be called the God of Concepts on the Great Dao of Space.

The turbulent fragments that left the hole in his body disappeared after entering Yang Mei's body.

In other words, the reason Yang Mei was shattered by the turbulent debris was not due to the tearing force of the debris, but rather the enormous impact force that bluntly shattered her.

On the contrary, once the turbulent fragments enter his body, they will merge into his body as if entering a spatial warehouse.

"Doesn't that mean I'm not just holding Yang Mei's body, but also a container filled with spatial fragments?"

Kunpeng couldn't help but sigh.

If discovered by beings in a healthy world, a skilled cultivator there would refine this body into a spatial magic treasure.

"Go back and give Xiaoyi your suggestion."

Kun suggested it start again.

"Perhaps this is the biggest takeaway from this trip."

At this moment, Yang Mei's half-body contained a considerable amount of turbulent fragments.

If used in its original form, although it may not be as bizarre as the previously obtained corpse-marked, armless creature, it is definitely not much different.

And now that we have the most crucial space fragment material, we can let Xiaoyi develop it into a space storage device.

It's not that Xiaoyi can't create space storage bags, but finding the right space fragments is difficult.

Unless Xiaoyi herself gives up her own space and creates a space storage device.

But that's impossible. The seed space is already so small, and it's self-dividing; how can it last?

What you get from outside is different. You can return it to its original source and turn it into your own space. Then, without merging it into the primordial world, you can still refine it into a spatial storage device.

It's truly a case of hard work for Fellow Daoist Yangmei, but happiness for the entire prehistoric world.

Yang Mei probably never expected this.

Even in his current state, people still want to smear his corpse; that's incredibly cruel.

"There are still quite a few with missing parts; it seems we can't give up. We have to find them all. Hmm, what's this...?"

Wow, another amazing discovery.

As Kunpeng, holding half of Yangmei's body, kept dodging and rolling.

They happened to pass by a spot about the size of a fingernail, where Yang Mei's body fragments were located.

As he approached Yangmei's half-body while holding her, he didn't notice that the piece of flesh had flown over and merged into the half-body.

Is this self-reorganization?

Kunpeng was shocked again.

Are all people who use social media platforms this twisted?

Even when its body is shattered into pieces, it can still reassemble itself.

Doesn't that mean that even if you leave it alone, these fragments of flesh and blood will slowly reassemble themselves?

Is this even human?

While a drop of blood might not be enough to bring someone back to life, the ability to reassemble a broken body is certainly possible.

Even martial arts masters need a high level of martial arts cultivation, at least to have developed martial intent and have their mind permeate their entire body.

As long as the will is immortal, the body will not perish.

And that's when you get the eyebrow-raising skill of a martial arts master.

"However, I got infected."

Kunpeng cannot sense it, but it can touch it.

True martial intent permeating the entire body is cultivated by the cultivator themselves and is under their control.

Yang Mei's ability is innate; without any strong will integrated into his body, his breaking and rebuilding is a regular process, not driven by will.

Without the guidance of intention, there is no core essence, so a new existence will be formed after reorganization.

It may not necessarily give birth to its own new intelligence, but under the influence of the environment, it may give birth to a strange being that is like flesh and blood.

It is mainly influenced by the environment; the kind of environment shapes the kind of intelligence that emerges.

If left unchecked, Yangmei's shattered body will slowly transform into a bizarre, fleshy creature.

If this were placed in a world with a sound Heavenly Dao, it might give birth to a flesh-and-blood demon.

"As expected, there are both advantages and troubles."

Kunpeng sighed.

We need to pay attention to this in the future.

If you accidentally lose your flesh and blood in another world, you will truly be reborn as a new being in that other world.

It's a little scary that it will become a new living being.

Kunpeng, unwilling to raise his eyebrows, embarks on a journey to find his lost flesh and blood scattered throughout the myriad worlds.

What if these flesh and blood also possessed the unique concept of raising eyebrows?

That would be even more terrifying.

"No, I need to go back and have a serious talk with Yangmei, or suggest to Xiaoyi that we could self-lock after it's lost," Kunpeng thought.

Since that's the case, there's no rush.

We need to collect all of Yangmei's flesh and blood.

If the paper figure and the bloodthirsty eyes shattered after their battle, and Yang Mei's flesh and blood were lost in the turbulent spacetime, that would be disastrous.

"Splash!"

Once again, they leap out of the paper doll space-time.

The Kunpeng, holding Yangmei and half-raised, appeared.

Two and a half people, or more precisely, two people with one head, looked at the Kunpeng with delight.

They discovered that Fellow Daoist Kunpeng's clothes were becoming increasingly torn.

If this continues a few more times, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng will be shirtless.

"Fellow Daoist?"

Yang Mei was somewhat dazed, and it seemed like he wouldn't last long before falling into a coma.

Although he didn't die, he was still seriously injured, with his head severed from his body.

He wasn't a master who truly integrated his will into his entire body; it was merely an innate ability.

Even though his body is very special, his soul is ultimately not strong enough, and he is about to fall into a coma and sleep.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I've brought it back." Kunpeng noticed something amiss.

He then said, "Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you should quickly take Fellow Daoist Yangmei back to the Primordial World and place him under the World Tree of the Source Mother. Be quick."

"Um!"

Kunpeng noticed Yangmei's unusual behavior as soon as he emerged.

Moreover, Hongjun, who was holding Yangmei's head, had already noticed that Yangmei was about to lose consciousness.

Without wasting words, he took half of Yangmei's body, cradled Yangmei's head in his hands, and quickly headed towards the exit of the passage.

"Remember, when you return, call Fellow Daoist Luo Hou together. There are still very important things to do."

Just as Hongjun was about to leave, Kunpeng said something to him.

"Alright! I've got it."

Seeing that Kunpeng had nothing more to say, Hongjun left with Yangmei.

With a "pop" sound.

With a single step, Hongjun vanished from their sight, as if he had entered another world.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, what's wrong?"

Xi Yi noticed Kunpeng's seriousness and sensed that things were not so simple.

"Fellow Daoist Yangmei's special ability..." Kunpeng briefly explained.

After listening, Xi Yi understood. No wonder Fellow Daoist Yang Mei didn't die despite being in such a state; it turned out to be his spatial ability.

However, every advantage has its disadvantages.

The downside is that it's best not to lose Fellow Daoist Yangmei's flesh and blood.

Although Fellow Daoist Kunpeng said that this was his guess and might not be accurate.

Even so, it still needs to be taken seriously.

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