Just one word, "Third brother", tells you everything that is right and wrong.
Feng Qingyang sat cross-legged, with a strange light reflected in his eyes.
In fact, he already knew where he was.
"Pangu?" Hearing this, the man in the four-color Taoist robe looked nostalgic, as if he had thought of something. He looked at Feng Qingyang deeply and said, "After so many years, there are still people who remember my name."
Feng Qingyang did not comment. This man was the founder of China's thousands of years of history on Earth. How could he not know him, as he had been well-read since childhood
What's more, the earth was created by many powerful ancient people to resist the fantasy world of Qiong Zun. Isn't the origin of the myths in it a microcosm of the ancient spiritual world
He even thought of the Kunlun Mountains, the place of origin. Although it is the Xuanhuang land of the spiritual world today, in fact, it has also changed after being eroded by the long years.
"I think you already understand some things without me saying them." said the man in black robe. He looked rather rough, but correspondingly, his aura also seemed much more violent.
Feng Qingyang was frightened by the unconcealable hostility. It was not because of fear, but the resentment and deep hatred contained in it, which were almost impossible to resolve.
"Both you and I want eternal life, but in front of big brother, he finally chose me, didn't he?" Feng Qingyang answered thoughtfully.
Although his consciousness entered this place, he could accurately feel the changes in his body. This place was just the space where the Heavenly Dao existed. The reason why it was a dark light green world was because Qingshuang once lived here.
Behind Qingshuang came Huo Zun and the consciousness of the great god Pangu, which had been hiding in the dark until Huo Zun took over the body of Tiandao.
The two of them were playing against each other, each doing their own thing, but in the final analysis, it was all for their own benefit. But now Feng Qingyang was born out of nowhere, with inexplicable wisdom, and he was rising up like a third party force.
Above the sky of the spiritual world, at the place where Feng Qingyang was located, after a long period of impact, suddenly, an ancient door appeared at the end of the world.
This door is simple, without even any simple carved lines. It stands between heaven and earth, shocking time and space. It is clearly within reach, but once you want to touch it, it feels thousands of miles away.
His body was not far from the gate, and it seemed that he was even at the edge of the gate, within reach. Subconsciously, his dull body suddenly turned and looked at the living beings below, as well as the three thousand cultivation stars in the spirit world that were constantly collapsing.
The door seemed to open slightly at the moment he turned around, and as the door cracked, the vast aura of the Supreme God Realm suddenly rushed over, directly merging with the pillar of light between heaven and earth, wrapping around Feng Qingyang's body.
This was truly an aura that did not belong to the spiritual world. No matter how fast Feng Qingyang absorbed it, a little bit of it would eventually spread outward, benefiting billions of living beings in all directions.
It was a throbbing of the soul. Countless new laws and rules swept in through the cracks in the gate, but what followed was the accelerated collapse of the spiritual world.
Three thousand cultivation stars collapsed, and half of the creatures died. They would never see tomorrow. Under the impact of this breath, Feng Qingyang's blood vessels expanded and swirled as if he was cheering. It seemed that something was calling him, or perhaps the breath there was deeply attracting him.
"I think this door is the gate to the spiritual world." Qian Shangli held his breath. At this moment, his heart, which had been still for thousands of years, also became excited. He saw hope and saw a brand new door opening towards him.
The collapse of the three thousand cultivation stars left the Great Dao incomplete, with the aura of destruction and annihilation raging everywhere. The incomparable wails swept through the spiritual world almost at the same time. If Feng Qingyang did not wake up, I am afraid that he would be the only one left in the entire spiritual world.
Especially at the moment when the aura of annihilation was advancing together, a halo visible to the naked eye appeared at the edge, like a sharp knife, moving forward quickly in the eyes of everyone, and wherever it passed, everything turned into nothingness, and no one could resist it.
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"What should I call you?" The man in black robe said slowly after pondering for a moment.
Feng Qingyang was silent, as if he was lost in deep thought. After a long while, he raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "You can call me Jie Zun."
It's not that he is arrogant, but with his current status, he is qualified to use the current title. If we talk about his cultivation, he has already surpassed the nine saints who are getting weaker.
Moreover, his original body at this moment was also constantly receiving impacts from the Supreme Divine Realm. He didn't know how strong he was, but he thought it was strong enough to compete with the two men now.
"Realm Lord?" The man in black robe and the man in four-color Taoist robe looked at each other, and a strange color flashed in their eyes. However, it was undeniable that they did not show the slightest bit of silly smile or disdain, as if Feng Qingyang's existence had been recognized in their hearts.
"The gate to the Supreme God Realm has appeared, but even so, it does not mean that we can leave the Spirit Realm and go to the Supreme God Realm. Do you know what kind of chasm there is between my Spirit Realm and the Supreme God Realm
Pangu, the greatest god in the prehistoric times, that is, his original body, would not have been able to blast it away if he had not exhausted the power of an entire prehistoric era.
But his blast also left destruction in the spirit world. If he hadn't left behind his consciousness and the evolution of the Heavenly Dao, the spirit world would have collapsed long ago."
The man in the black Taoist robe looked at Feng Qingyang deeply, but his eyes were fixed on the man in the four-color Taoist robe, as if he was telling an unimportant ancient secret.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang was shocked and seemed a little unbelievable. If what he said was true, then the spiritual world did not decline in his hands. In fact, it had already appeared after Pangu broke through the spiritual world.
"Don't believe it?" The man in black Taoist robes obviously saw Feng Qingyang's shock and disbelief. Then he asked, "Do you think that in a world that is out of control, the owner of the cave will continue to tolerate his existence?"
"Yes, he is right. My original self did exhaust the power of an era in the prehistoric times. That is why the ancient times came. But do you know why my original self did this?"
"Isn't it because we discovered that this is a cave world?" Feng Qingyang curled his lips, and suddenly hated these two people in his heart. No matter what their purpose was, they were only doing it for themselves, and at the same time, they ignored the billions of lives in the spiritual world.
I originally thought that they were here for some unspeakable difficulties, but now it seems that this is just a joke. I was grateful to Pangu for the inheritance left by his consciousness.