As he spoke, a phantom suddenly appeared before his eyes.
It was just like that year when he first woke up from the darkness and found himself in that strange space, feeling lonely, helpless, cold and ruthless.
He clearly remembered the mountain-like figure in the Nine Dragons Locking the Sky and the Soul-Suppressing Sealing Seat back then. When he looked back, it was no one else but himself.
Perhaps, that was the fight that my former self, as an innate wise man, engaged in during a certain period of time, which was eventually suppressed under the influence of the Way of Heaven. Looking back now, the long hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
As he cultivated to this point, he already knew clearly that the person suppressed by the Nine Dragon Iron Chains was himself, another self. Perhaps at some point, they would meet again.
Although that dark space could not surpass this place, it was not too far away, so much so that Feng Qingyang seemed to have a natural resistance to it.
As for the Fire Spirit King who was a hundred feet away, he had undergone amazing changes since some time. He was still the same person, but both his aura and expression were completely different from the original him. All this happened quietly and Feng Qingyang didn't notice it. He didn't even know that the "Fire Spirit King" who was a hundred feet away was looking at him straight.
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"The third finger makes my body collapse, so what will happen with the fourth finger?" Feng Qingyang fell into a state of madness, even to the point of insanity, his dark face revealed a hideous look, and he would not stop until one dies. Even if they both died, he would not even blink an eye.
Somehow, a hint of fear flashed in the depths of the pupils of the Fire Spirit King in the distance. This was his instinct, and the moment this look appeared, his expression suddenly calmed down, as if something in him was forcibly controlling his soul.
Slowly, he raised his right hand, and under the illusion, scales were clearly visible, and terrifying power burst out from his body again. The vicissitudes of life and the dominance after the passage of time were like a sleeping beast that suddenly opened its eyes in crisis.
After a long time, Feng Qingyang suddenly let out a long roar: "In this life, the most beautiful dream is to protect you. I can't fall down, and no one can make me fall down." The voice spread in all directions, and the tone seemed a little vicissitudes of life, and a little tired.
But when the voice completely spread, his expression became distorted again, the fatigue that had appeared before disappeared, and there was no trace of decadence on his face anymore.
He stretched out his right hand, with the thumb pressed tightly against the palm, but did not press it out completely. However, while he was preparing, a huge rune seed began to rotate on his body again. After the rune appeared, it did not merge into the void, but immediately reversed direction and rushed towards his original position.
The moment it touched Feng Qingyang's body, it immediately split into two, and then turned into four runes, completely penetrating his skin, as if it was defenseless, and merged into his blood.
Feng Qingyang spat out blood. He couldn't remember how badly he had been injured before. Large gulps of blood gushed out uncontrollably. The purple-gold blood soaked his white Taoist robe. Dots of red light looked like a blooming enchanting flower of life.
The absolute force that gathered and compressed was too much for him to bear and he was on the verge of collapse. At that moment, he could no longer suppress the strength in his heart. He instantly raised the thumb that was pressed against his palm and pressed it down hard on the Tai Chi Nine Palaces Diagram in the sky.
"Fourth finger!"
Banging sounds kept coming from his body, and his entire body turned into a ball of blood-colored mist, completely submerging him in it. Blood flowed in the void, as if an object of thousands of weight, pressing down on the void and making the earth tremble. Even the Tai Chi Nine Palaces Diagram in the sky seemed to be shaking violently.
“How can a mere seal suppress me?” In the blood-colored mist, Feng Qingyang’s extremely crazy and sinister laugh was heard. This faint shout, along with his voice, spread throughout the entire Tianxuan Ancient Star. A shocking roar was heard, causing a shocking light to burst out from the blood dance. This light... was his unyielding gaze.
Compared with the initial violent impact, it spread at an extremely fast speed, and unknowingly spread across the entire Tianxuan ancient star.
He smiled with his eyes open, his white teeth soaked in blood, so that his whole body, including his face, looked like a bloody man.
The blood-colored mist covering him did not spread, but instead exploded from his body, and was then completely swallowed and refined by him again.
She is not a human being, absolutely not an ordinary person. If an ordinary person were here, he would be shocked and prostrate himself. She looks delicate on the outside but tender on the inside.
In the distance, the Fire Spirit King, who was a hundred feet away, had a strange look on his face. If he had just been disdainful at first, now he was deeply shocked.
"This kid has some weird blood." After a moment of silence, he finally said these few words. While he was speaking, a flash of reminiscence flashed before his eyes, as if he had already settled in the nostalgia for the past.
Almost at the moment when he was immersed in it, a slight crackling sound suddenly came from the secondary void. Although it was weak and almost insignificant compared to the harsh roar, to Feng Qingyang and the "Fire Spirit King" here, this sound was like the sound of nature.
"Opened? Could it be that during this emperor's lifetime, I can return to the Supreme God Realm?" A strange voice came out from the mouth of the Fire Spirit King, which seemed particularly weird. If Feng Qingyang heard it, he would definitely be horrified.
But now, he would not pay attention to the Fire Spirit King. His whole mind was focused on the place where the sound of breaking came from.
"Is it finally open?" He felt an inexplicable sense of grievance in his heart. He clearly came here to look for Qingshuang's will, but now it has evolved to such an extent.
Although Qingshuang's will was suppressed by him in the Dantian world, he might be the biggest beneficiary, but all this, in the final analysis, was the result of his hard work.
Because of all this, he was almost suppressed here forever, and even walked on the edge of life and death.
Is it worth it? Yes!
When this long-lost sound of breaking came, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt as if the clouds had parted and the blue sky was visible.
As cracks appeared, Feng Qingyang clenched his teeth and became ruthless. The fourth finger had reached his limit. If he pressed out the fifth finger, he almost believed that this huge force alone could refine himself.
The powerful backlash could turn him into ashes the moment he exploded.
"Since it's broken, let it be broken forever." He shouted furiously, and his tone changed from the original low tone to the final roar of extreme anger.
He clasped his hands together, and countless halos kept appearing on one hand. As his finger techniques were superimposed, a unique aura suddenly reappeared in the void.
“What is this?!” As this aura appeared, the Fire Spirit King in the distance suddenly widened his eyes.