"What a powerful poison! It does not require any magic power to consume. Just like the survival of the fittest, this ferocious beast was poisoned by fire, but in the eyes of this little girl, it is obviously an appetizer. She directly opened her mouth and swallowed it." The Venerable took a breath of cold air, his pupils contracted, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
Feng Qingyang is a low-key person, but every time he makes a move, it causes such a sensation. I'm afraid he has countless secrets. It is better not to have a conflict with such a weirdo. Until now, the murderous intent hidden in his heart has finally been completely dispelled.
"If...if we can control this little girl in our own hands, then the nightmare that has plagued our clan for many years will be solved." The original fear flashed away, but what appeared immediately afterwards was extremely strong greed.
Loud rumbling sounds continued to be heard, the vortex reversed and rolled, and a terrifying power spread out from it, as if the immortal treasure was imminent and would be opened in a moment.
Feng Qingyang collected his thoughts and glanced at the Holy Prince. They both saw the caution in each other's eyes. Although the waiting time was not long, it felt like a year to everyone present.
Especially with the two outsiders Feng Qingyang and the Holy Prince here, the atmosphere here became even more depressing. Just when everyone was about to explode as they could not bear it anymore.
The vortex suddenly expanded and turned into a huge portal, shining with bright light. It was pitch black inside, and upon closer inspection, there were lightning and thunder. It was obvious that the world inside had been completely opened.
Feng Qingyang did not move his troops. Although the arrival of the two of them did not lead to a large-scale fight, he also understood one thing. Especially now, if he rushed in first and became the first to stand out, it might cause trouble in an instant, and it would be difficult to offend the public. He was not a fool.
The Venerable looked at Feng Qingyang coldly, and finally withdrew his gaze. For some reason, Feng Qingyang felt creepy when he saw this ordinary-looking native, as if he was being stared at by something eerie.
Amidst the whistling, a strong wind arose, and a gate appeared above the vortex, flashing a red halo, which was particularly dazzling, as if the halo was transformed from the sun in the sky.
"Let's go." The Venerable said, leading many Fire Source Star Domain natives behind him, and they all flew towards the gate. From a distance, the huge crowd looked like a rushing magma, or even more like a red river.
It took half a day before all the natives who came here finally came in. At this moment, the surroundings that were originally crowded finally became quiet again. There was no sound at all. If there was any sound, it was the heartbeats of Feng Qingyang and the Holy Prince.
The two looked at each other, nodded, and flew towards it.
The sun and the moon reversed, the stars moved, and as the vortex spun, all that could be heard were the cries of the dead and the howling of wolves, as if countless wronged souls remained here. The opening of the gate did not mean they were entering, but that the wronged souls inside were about to be released.
Waves of earth-shattering sounds echoed in all directions. Feng Qingyang stared with his eyes wide open, looking at the world behind the gate. The sky was particularly dazzling, and just like the outside world, a sea of fire was rising.
It felt to him like he had come from one sea of fire to another. The monks who had come in first had disappeared. In this vast world of fire, if an ordinary monk came here, he would probably be like a headless fly, flying around everywhere.
In the flames, there was a constant crackling sound of burning flames, and countless illusory ghosts were wreaking havoc in all directions. Feng Qingyang just took a look and felt his scalp tingling. These roaring ones were indeed souls. Feng Qingyang couldn't imagine what kind of world this was and how so many wronged souls were imprisoned here.
Although they were only residual souls, anyone who appeared in front of the two of them was filled with tremendous resentment. The strength of this resentment was extremely rare. He really couldn't imagine what they had experienced to be so terrifying.
Although he was already dead, the evil spirit of this wronged soul and its overwhelming resentment combined to create a strong pressure that made him feel as if this was a trap that had been set up long ago.
An existence that can cause a riot in the entire Fire Source Star Region must be unimaginable. Everything contained in it, not to mention terrifying, is also extremely powerful.
The endless sea of fire and the wronged souls wandering in it together interweave this strange world. The earth-shaking flames are like the waves of the sea that are constantly surging. Wherever they pass, the sky collapses and the earth cracks. There is murderous intent lurking everywhere, and even the Saint Prince's hair stands on end.
"Is this still possible for a human to come here?" The Holy Prince scratched his ears and cheeks, looking a little anxious, with gleaming eyes and the phoenix-wing purple-gold crown on his head shaking continuously.
Feng Qingyang did not respond but looked around vigilantly. He did not think as usual but had made his own decision, even though this place was strange and had no direction.
But the calling in his heart became stronger after entering this place, and the phoenix pattern on his chest flickered non-stop. The aura that emanated from it startled the anxious Saint Prince.
"Qingyang, why do you have the aura of my demon clan?" He frowned and looked at Feng Qingyang, who was full of demonic aura, with confusion in his heart.
This was not just ordinary demonic energy, but contained a kind of power that was so powerful that even the Saint Prince could vaguely feel a slight oppression. This feeling was just like when he faced the Saint Emperor back then, and was even worse!
"Demon spirit?" Feng Qingyang murmured, his eyes full of tenderness. He naturally knew what it was. It must be that the phoenix pattern on the chest was sensing something, which resulted in such a strange change.
His gaze was fixed on the left side, where the faint call came from. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to go there. It would be great if there was really news about the Nine Phoenixes.
"Brother Monkey, that aura came from the left side. I think the immortal treasure that appeared there is the main reason for the changes here."
"The left side?" The Holy Prince's eyes focused, and two gazes as if they were real cut through the sky and shuttled away at an extremely terrifying speed.
"Yes, there is indeed an aura in that direction that is similar to the one you are emitting." The Holy Prince nodded and retracted his gaze.
"I think the natives of the Fire Source Star Region are heading towards this place."
The two looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes. Needless to say, the Holy Prince, Feng Qingyang's heart was about to jump out.