From the moment he incarnated into the bloodline of the Corpse King, his path of cultivation was destined to be extraordinary.
Perhaps it is just as the old man said back then, it is a natural wisdom, so how can it be simple
As he roared, his third will mobilized the power of nothingness between heaven and earth. He believed that there must be ancestors of his zombie clan around the spiritual world. Perhaps they had been completely wiped out over the endless years, but he still firmly believed that even if the spiritual world collapsed completely, the spirits of the ancestors would not be completely destroyed.
Zombies are immortal and although they are the lowest existence in the world, in his opinion, they are the noblest and eternal existence that transcends all levels of life.
His roar turned into unwilling savagery, and the Corpse King's blood surged up into huge waves, flowing in the opposite direction, causing the two soul-suppressing nails that suppressed his body to tremble violently.
"In the name of Feng Qingyang, I summon the spirits of my ancestors." He roared in his heart. Although he could not speak, the sound still turned into the power of rules and spread in all directions.
The rumbling sound was endless, and endless winds and clouds rushed over, completely submerging him in an instant. Ghosts cried and wolves howled, and countless unwilling souls suddenly appeared in the world. They were the spirits of zombie ancestors wandering in time and years. Perhaps they fell, or collapsed, but their unyielding will and unwilling souls still wandered outside the Three Realms and Five Elements, and it is better to reincarnate.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang's call and the shocking passion were like an earth-shaking sacrifice. His blood flowed out like crazy, but the strange thing was that it did not flow to the ground, but covered his whole body after a moment.
The powerful summoning force that swallowed up the sky and the earth resounded through the void, and endless wills rushed straight to his body. He couldn't see it, but he could deeply feel the hope contained in it. Yes, it was a hope that was so strong that it could not be dispersed.
I hope he can break the curse of the zombie clan, or in other words, he can break the eternal shackles of the zombie clan. Perhaps, only he can break it completely and uncover the truth about the zombie clan. He wants to roam the world, but also protect his inner bonds, friendship, love, and family.
All of this exceeded Feng Qingyang's cultivation level, and even surpassed his yearning for the supreme divine realm. Perhaps for him, being able to become an ordinary person was also a good choice, guarding a few acres of farmland, working from sunrise to sunset with the one he loved, and waiting for a hundred years to have a house full of children and grandchildren, with grandchildren around his knees. This was what he pursued all his life.
But he couldn't even fulfill such a small request. He could only drift away under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao until one day, he completely grew into a top super overlord and subverted everything. When all the rules obeyed his orders, or in other words, when his words and his thoughts became the eternal master, he could pursue his ultimate ideal.
Boom! It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. When the wills of countless zombie sages entered his body, the two soul-suppressing nails in his body that suppressed his meridians could no longer restrain his hot blood and his soul that was almost burning.
With a loud bang, it shot out and disappeared into the depths of the clouds. As the Soul-Suppressing Nail retreated, two large holes appeared in his body, causing blood to flow out. There was also an aura of destruction surrounding him, as if... his will had completely violated the will of this space. The opponent's strong suppression completely awakened Feng Qingyang's rebelliousness.
Similarly, when the body broke free from the shackles, the Soul Devourer in the soul opened its huge mouth and began to attack the Soul-Suppressing Nail that was fixed in the center of it. Perhaps, this was the final and real Soul-Suppressing Nail, the one that was pressing down on the forehead of the masked man in the coffin.
His blood was swirling around his body, emitting a huge and faint light. The moment his blood and the spirits of his ancestors converged and merged, he completely became a bloody man.
"You can seal the immortals and gods, you can also seal the heaven and earth, but you... can't seal me, Feng Qingyang!" As he roared, his whole body was in a state of intense shock. The power of the Corpse King's bloodline, after integrating with the spirits of his ancestors, burst out in an instant.
The roaring sound came again, and it had almost never been truly quiet. The blood in his body, as well as the broken wounds and trembling flesh, all instantly burst out with his powerful and majestic power. All of it was poured into the Soul Devourer's mouth, completely shaking out the last Soul-Suppressing Nail.
When the lost feeling returned, Feng Qingyang suddenly realized that it was so wonderful to be able to control his own body. He looked up at the void and found that the power of robbery had not completely dissipated. The Tai Chi Nine Palaces Diagram was still rotating slowly, and it was obvious that it was still gathering huge power.
Purple-gold thunder, pavilions, towers, and jade hanging baskets are the sealing and suppressing forces outside the spiritual world. In the Tai Chi Nine Palaces Diagram, Huanhuan was awakened. Perhaps, it was not Feng Qingyang he wanted to seal and suppress, but the moment Feng Qingyang walked in, he became his target.
"After the disaster, the main killer!" Outside the pavilions, the figure that appeared on the stone tablet raised his hand and gently waved it towards the direction where Feng Qingyang was. Immediately, a thunderous roar echoed completely, and a circle of red halo spread behind it.
This huge rune is the first wave of offensive brewing by the Tai Chi Nine Palace Diagram. It forms a world of its own within it, and with the power of heaven and earth, it rushes straight towards Feng Qingyang to suppress him.
His face was pale, and the violent energy and magic power required him to protect himself with the power of blood at all times. The countless spirits of the ancestors who had appeared before, after shaking out the Soul-Suppressing Nail, returned to the world again. They might still exist, but they might also have completely fallen.
At this moment, a person is facing such a powerful force, and he still has lingering fears. This is the power of heaven and earth that is even higher than the spiritual world. Especially this is only the first wave of attack of the Tai Chi Nine Palace Diagram, and it is brewing and turning every time.
All of these will cause drastic changes in heaven and earth. Judging from the speed of its evolution, even if he had a divine eye, he would not be able to glimpse its trajectory. Almost in an instant, the first wave of illusory power of heaven and earth suddenly came towards Feng Qingyang to suppress it.
At the critical moment, the last moment of life and death, Feng Qingyang's originally solemn heart became calm, as if... When everything has become a fact, no matter what emotions you have at that time, you can't change it. It's better to relax yourself and find the last chance of survival at the last moment.
"You can seal everything in the world, but I can't!"