It is not difficult to go beyond the thirty-three days. Moreover, because that place is too dangerous, almost no one takes the initiative to go there. After Qin Zhuo said goodbye to Fu Xi, he rushed to his destination as quickly as possible. He easily passed through the thick space barrier and entered the top of the thirty-three days. What Qin Zhuo could see was an endless expanse of golden light. These golden lights were like a cover, isolating the entire chaos from the current Three Realms. This is a restriction set up by several saints to prevent any dangerous existence in the chaos from entering the Three Realms and threatening the safety of the Three Realms. With Qin Zhuo's cultivation at this time, it took a lot of effort to get through this layer of defense and enter the chaos. As soon as he entered the boundless chaos, Qin Zhuo concentrated all his efforts and did not dare to be careless in the slightest. There are countless unpredictable dangers in the chaos, and even saints are cautious when entering it. The edge of chaos is filled with countless space-time turbulence and space storms. As long as he is accidentally involved in it, even Daluo Jinxian will have no chance to save his life, and he will end up with both body and soul destroyed. Qin Zhuo relied on some magical powers he had learned from the Master Tongtian's soul to avoid various dangers flexibly and move quickly through it. Whenever he encounters space-time turbulence that threatens him, he is like a prophet who avoids it in advance. Strictly speaking, the area Qin Zhuo is traveling through is not truly chaotic. It's just a buffer area formed between chaos and the current Three Realms after the Great God Pangu created the world. Qin Zhuo spent a lot of effort to safely pass through here and enter the real chaos. Regarding chaos, Qin Zhuo had heard many descriptions of it before. The so-called chaos is nothing more than a blurry scene before the universe opened and the heaven and earth were not divided. But Qin Zhuo himself entered the chaos for the first time. Really enter the chaos. His feelings were very different. He suddenly remembered a sentence from an ancient book, "The heaven and the earth are like chicken eggs. The yellow and white in the egg are not separated, which is chaos. The yellow and white in the egg are divided, which is opening up." He now feels as if he is in a huge of chicken eggs. In the chaos, it is all a blur, with no distinction between up, down, left and right. In other words, there is simply no concept of space. Here, the passage of time loses its meaning. No matter how sharp your senses are, you cannot feel the passage of time. In this vague chicken egg, Qin Zhuo didn't know how to move forward or retreat. In the end, he completely relaxed himself and let his body lie quietly in the chaos. As for whether his body moved or simply stayed still. He didn't feel anything at all. Anyway, in this blurry place. Vision is of no use. Qin Zhuo simply closed his eyes and used his keen sense to sense the surrounding situation. but. In the chaos, his perception was also greatly limited, and he could only feel a small area around his body. Even with his tyrannical divine will, he could not penetrate the vague chaos. There is a strange power in the chaos, which seems to be able to assimilate everything that enters it. Qin Zhuo's body was also affected by this assimilation force. Fortunately, the body of the ancestral witch was originally the body of the great god Pangu. Not only was he powerful enough, but he was also born in the midst of chaos. It also has strong resistance to the assimilation power of chaos. However, this assimilation power from chaos still made Qin Zhuo feel very uncomfortable. He thought to himself: If it were an immortal Buddha from the Three Realms who entered Chaos, he would probably be completely assimilated by Chaos very quickly and become a part of Chaos. It is said that before Chaos was divided, the ancient gods lived in Chaos. Being able to survive in this kind of environment, the ancient gods were really powerful. Suddenly, Qin Zhuo felt as if there was some animal. Biting his own body. The opponent's sharp teeth are really powerful, making my powerful ancestral witch body feel a faint pain. Qin Zhuo has always heard that in chaos, not everything is lost. In addition to the ancient gods who once lived in it, there are also many monsters who also live in chaos. Before the chaos was divided, these monsters were the ancient gods' biggest enemies for their survival. It was because Pangu helped the ancient gods to kill these monsters that he was honored as a great god by the ancient gods. These monsters living in chaos have many strange and powerful instincts. They can move freely through chaos, devouring everything they encounter. Of course, these monsters are the most numerous existences in Chaos. Most of the time, they still devour each other. 881h92 Although Qin Zhuo has enough confidence, his body as an ancestral witch is not so easy to be swallowed up. But when he thought of an unknown monster, like a wild dog chewing bones, constantly trying to devour him in the chaos, he felt shuddering. A tyrannical force surged out of Qin Zhuo's body, completely blasting the monster hiding in the chaos to pieces. Unexpectedly, Qin Zhuo's behavior was like poking a hornet's nest. He had just killed this monster, and immediately felt more monsters rushing towards him. Because in chaos, the environmental restrictions are too harsh. Qin Zhuo couldn't use many of his tricks. He could only use his powerful spiritual thoughts to control the energy in his body to bombard these monsters that kept coming. These monsters may not be very powerful individually, but when there are many of them, they can cause a lot of headaches. In the chaos, Qin Zhuo could not avoid it and could only resist with his own strength. In the chaos, Qin Zhuo didn't know how long time had passed. All he knew was that he kept killing monsters that were close to him, and he felt numb to it. Finally, before Qin Zhuo's power was completely exhausted, all the incoming monsters were wiped out. Qin Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help praying in his heart that monsters must never appear again. Fighting with these monsters gave me no pleasure at all. I would rather fight a saint than continue to struggle with these monsters. While Qin Zhuo restored his lost power as quickly as possible, he still tried his best to use his spiritual mind to sense everything around him. In a blur of chaos, you cannot feel the passage of time. However, Qin Zhuo became increasingly impatient. Didn't Saint Fuxi say that he would encounter great opportunities in the chaos? Why hasn't the opportunity I was looking forward to come along yet? If he hadn't had enough confidence in Saint Fuxi's method of magic, Qin Zhuo would have almost considered whether he should leave Chaos as soon as possible. After all, staying in chaos for too long is definitely not a good thing. Just when Qin Zhuo was getting more and more impatient, a ray of light appeared in his eyes. Qin Zhuo almost thought his eyes were dazzled by the light. Haven't my eyes been closed all the time, and this is in chaos, where does the light come from? Qin Zhuo opened his eyes fiercely and saw a small continent appearing in the boundless chaos. Endless light is emitting from this continent. Even in the blurry chaos, it spread quite a distance. Qin Zhuo's heart moved slightly, how could this continent appear in the chaos. I heard that several saints opened up their own world in the chaos thirty-three days away. But Fuxi had reminded himself that the worlds where saints lived were not like this. Could it be that this is his opportunity. When he thought of this, Qin Zhuo almost couldn't keep calm. He tried his best to control his body and approached the continent. This continent is not very big, probably not as big as a small town in the secular world. Rather than saying this is a continent, it is better to say it is a small island in chaos. This lonely island stands out in the chaos, as if it is a completely independent world, pushing away the surrounding chaos. Qin Zhuo finally controlled his body and landed on the island. Before he could take in his surroundings, an old voice came into his ears. "Welcome, little brother." Qin Zhuo was shocked and quickly looked in the direction of the sound. I saw a pale old man in purple clothes and purple robes, gently stroking his long white beard with one hand, staring at him not far away. "When did this old Taoist priest appear? Why didn't I feel it at all?" Although he had deep doubts in his heart, Qin Zhuo still politely stepped forward and saluted. "My Qin Zhuo, I have met my senior." According to Qin Zhuo's opinion, the world in front of him is probably related to this old Taoist. If he really opened up this world, then he is not simple. You know, as far as Qin Zhuo knows, there seem to be only a few saints who can carve out a world in chaos. It was probably Qin Zhuo's politeness that made the old Taoist priest so fond of him. He said with a smile: "It has been tens of thousands of years since Lao Dao entered the chaos. You are still Lao Dao's first guest." The Taoist priest seemed to have discovered something. "It turns out that you are a member of the Witch Clan, and you are also an Ancestral Witch. Even the twelve Ancestral Witches still remember their appearance, but you don't look like this. Could it be that a new Ancestral Witch has appeared in the Witch Clan?"