"Do you know what my body's inheritance is?"
As he was speaking, Ti Zun suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes flickered, like a deep whirlpool that would trap people in it without them realizing it.
"There is no need to know. As long as I defeat you, all the truth will naturally emerge."
Powerful, invincible, and domineering. In the eyes of the ancient cultivators, this was a naked humiliation. It was also Feng Qingyang's contempt and disdain for Body Master. It was like he had blatantly descended from the sky and slapped the other person in the face.
Ti Zun sneered. He finally understood Feng Qingyang's arrogance and domineering nature.
"This thing belongs to me." With a loud bang, a unicorn horn was formed. It was more like a waning moon than a unicorn horn. It was polished to be extremely round. The cold light flashing at the sealed opening could almost cut through the sky and earth.
With the appearance of the waning moon, all kinds of avenues roared. The heaviness of the sound made Feng Qingyang feel stagnant almost instantly, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, and even his breathing was not so smooth.
Not only that, almost at the moment when the waning moon appeared, all kinds of phantoms also appeared, endless ghosts crying and wolves howling, and countless evil ghosts appeared from the air in rotation, rushing straight towards Feng Qingyang, wanting to swallow him in one gulp.
"Do you know how I got this? In the Middle Ages, I killed the descendant of an invincible general and took it away from him. Today, I will use this to suppress you."
The sky and the universe were flashing with strange cold light, which made people feel cold on their faces and they could not help but stretch out their hands to protect their faces. It was too sharp. This breath, just the breath that spread out, was enough to tear this star field into pieces.
The aura was so terrifying that it made a horrifying whistling sound. Feng Qingyang looked straight ahead and charged forward with unstoppable force. His body, which was a hundred feet in size, dropped from the sky and landed directly on the waning moon in one step. There was a violent collision, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard. The surging air waves instantly spread over thousands of miles.
All the meteorites and tiny cultivation stars in the void were turned into ashes in an instant, without leaving any trace. The heaven and earth were in turmoil, and there were signs of destruction after just the first confrontation.
"This will, indeed, has similarities with my magical power. The descendants of generals and ministers he killed prove it is true." Feng Qingyang's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he looked so gloomy that water almost dripped out of it.
He was not angry for the waning moon. In fact, he was angry for the descendants of Jiang Chen. No matter what kind of existence the zombies were, in his eyes, they were all of the same clan and had the same roots. And Ti Zun sacrificed the waning moon in front of him at this moment, which not only showed that he was aware of depriving the other party of his inheritance, but also killed him.
He was bathed in the blood of the descendant of Jiang Chen. His fellow tribesmen, who were not ordinary little zombies, died in his hands. Looking at the powerful resentment erupted by Cang Yue, it was obvious that the descendant of Jiang Chen must have suffered countless hardships at the moment of his death.
"Do you believe it? Back then, in order to verify the highest mystery of the flesh, I did everything I could to find the descendant of Jiang Chen. I killed him directly and grew up bathing in his blood."
The merciless and icy chill came out of the body master's mouth, full of murderous aura and incomparable power. The murderous aura filled the sky and the earth, and a strong icy air suddenly appeared in the void.
"I never thought that we have such a connection. No wonder you gave me the elixir. Could it be that these two elixirs were refined by the descendants of a general?" Feng Qingyang is not a fool. He can draw inferences from one instance and directly guess the true meaning.
No wonder the effect of this elixir is so compatible with him as a zombie. He really never thought that the result would be like this, so that the gratitude hidden in his heart suddenly turned into madness.
"I swear I would not be a human being if I don't kill you." Feng Qingyang said coldly, his calm voice blending into the avenue. He actually swore here, his voice spread over countless miles, shaking the sky in all directions, and directly transmitted into the deepest part of the universe.
Qian Shangli and Li Ge led everyone to the ancient cultivators. To this day, in their eyes, there is no distinction between statuses. Even if there is, it is just a faint respect.
Feng Qingyang was risking his last drop of blood to protect the life, so they naturally would not stand idly by. Perhaps they had sensed Qian Shangli's plan, Ye Zun, who was not far away, snorted disdainfully, and then focused his gaze on Feng Qingyang and Ti Zun.
"What a joke! If I can kill the descendants of Jiang Chen, why can't I kill you, the descendant of Ying Gou who has been weaker with each generation in recent ancient times?" Ti Zun was very powerful, and his domineering voice showed that he was unparalleled in the world and was domineering to the extreme.
"You investigated me?" Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, what an old fox! No wonder the other party never showed up. He didn't expect that he was secretly investigating his background like the Peerless Sword Saint.
But even so, what can be done? Only a handful of people in the spiritual world know his true origins. Ying Gou? Ying Gou was just his first guide.
The Body Master's eyes flashed, and the waning moon rotated, cutting through the sky and earth with a whistling sound. This time, it was infinitely enlarged, just like the moon in the sky fell down and went straight to Feng Qingyang's head, radiating divine light. This was the inheritance of a general, and it also sealed the souls of the descendants of generals in the Middle Ages. Coupled with the Body Master's sacrifice, it burst out with powerful momentum in an instant.
In the evolved world, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and one could even vaguely see a blurry face among them. The ruined medieval world was released without reservation in the waning moon.
Feng Qingyang was almost going berserk. Perhaps the waning moon was nothing in his eyes. Even if it was a general's inheritance, it was just a symbol. However, he felt the soul that was sealed and refined within it.
It was obvious that he felt strongly unwilling, and the pain of being unable to control himself deeply touched his heart. After all, this was a magic weapon refined and mixed by his own people. Not only that, it was also refined into a puppet by the other party.
This was a humiliation, an unforgivable humiliation. As soon as the Body Lord arrived, he used the spirit of his own clan to mock him, mocking his zombie clan. The angry roar of the Corpse King's bloodline made Feng Qingyang feel like his whole body was burning, and the whole world was bearing the rage in his heart.
The roar was endless. Feng Qingyang's anger and inner sadness made his soul tremble. He was so angry that he could not put out the fire in his heart.
"I will set you free." Feng Qingyang said silently. His hundred-foot-tall body was emitting murderous light. His surging fighting spirit kept accumulating. After it reached its peak, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the void.
Countless spirits of zombie ancestors surrounded him, as if they wanted to witness him today, avenging the descendants of generals and ministers who had fallen in the past. Their aura tore through the void, directly evolving into chaotic energy.