This is cause and effect, and even more so reincarnation.
From the moment Hou Zun was born, what happened today was destined.
This is fate, a connection that cannot be severed.
The collapsing spiritual world and the exploding fragments were accompanied by countless deafening shouts, which could be clearly seen when Feng Qingyang's fist pierced his chest.
A sigh was heard throughout the spiritual world. The shadow spreading from the axe did not dissipate. Instead, it was distorted and transformed into a word - God!
This character is not the language of today's spiritual world, but has an extremely ancient origin, as if it came from across a long river. Even if you don't recognize it, the moment you see it for the first time, you can clearly hear the heavy call coming from your ear.
And with the appearance of this word, Feng Qingyang suddenly uttered the word "seal" from his mouth as if possessed by a ghost. At the moment when this almost imperceptible mumbling appeared, the word "god" transformed from the phantom of the axe seemed to have consciousness, and it followed Feng Qingyang's gaze and went straight to the chest of Huo Zun.
“No…!” Huo Zun roared angrily. When it came to the battle with Feng Qingyang, he was just being cautious. But when the word “God” appeared, he actually felt terrified.
It was a long-lost fatal feeling, as if this god did not represent a word, but that person, the person who gave birth to him. He was terrified and wanted to escape.
But the spiritual world is so vast, where is there any place for him to stay? He was not wrong, but his position was wrong. He could have relied on his own strength to break through the shackles, become a saint, and enter the supreme divine world.
But his point of view was that the only way to achieve the goal was to exhaust the lives of all living beings in the spiritual world, which was almost an extremely cruel method. Even Pangu, who had already disappeared, sent down his first will and engaged in fierce confrontation with it.
He thought he had won, but he had no idea that all this was just a wedding dress for Feng Qingyang, the other party's king, who grew up in an environment where everyone was hostile to him.
From hating fighting and killing to being admired and watched by everyone, it was an almost earth-shaking reversal. All this alone meant that he had lost.
He had the power to transcend, but ultimately failed to transcend himself. When the word "God" slowly merged into his heart, he suddenly stopped.
There was a kind of light reflected in his eyes, as if he saw through something. The golden sword in his hand dissipated and turned into a brilliant light that disappeared in the sky, and he himself took two steps back, as calm as a breeze.
The result of this battle has already come out. It seems that the fighting did not last long, but the sun rose and the moon set, and it was already the last moment of the second day. The Burning Heaven Incense was nearing its end, and the three-legged bronze tripod began to rotate automatically and rapidly.
As the breath of Huo Zun weakened, a divine consciousness from the Supreme God Realm quickly spread along the gate in the void, and those monks who were originally sleeping also woke up one by one.
They saw the changes in the spiritual world and witnessed this magical scene. The body of Hou Zun began to fade, but did not completely disappear. After all, he was born from Pangu's head. This was his root. If the spiritual world had not collapsed, he would have been immortal.
Many surviving monks looked at the sky in shock, at the starry sky and the world that belonged to them. As the aura of destruction intertwined and shuttled back and forth, roars began to roll in, and endless roars came from the root of the spiritual world.
The origin of her existence was shaken, and she began to destroy it from the very beginning. The breath coming from the Supreme God Realm shook the heaven and earth, and also shook the spiritual world. In the third era, transcendents will surely appear, but at the same time, the spiritual world must also be destroyed.
The ancient cultivation star has existed across three eras, but at this moment, it seems to have come to the end of its existence. The roar and trembling inside shakes everyone's heart.
"I'm not willing to accept this." Huo Zun stared at Feng Qingyang. He had never expected that it would end so dramatically, just as Feng Qingyang had never expected it to end that way.
Pangu Axe trembled and fell from Feng Qingyang's hand, condensing into a huge man. The three of them stood in the sky, as if they were the top existences in the spiritual world.
"Long time no see." Huo Zun looked haggard and spoke in a somewhat bleak tone.
The figure swayed, but did not make a sound. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Feng Qingyang and said, "Are you the transcendent of this era?"
Feng Qingyang was silent, not knowing what to say. This was his ancestor, the ancestor of all races and all zombies. Facing him at this moment, it would be a lie if he didn't say that he had no feelings in his heart.
He didn't understand the transcendent, just as there were still many doubts in his heart, and he still didn't understand.
“At the beginning of the spirit world, just as you have seen, this is indeed a cave world. The owner of this place is known as the Seven-Colored God. He is the god who rules the Eastern Divine Continent and is the supreme god.
When he broke through the realm of the gods, a vast world was opened up. We call it the spiritual world, and he is called the native of the cave. Our existence is to practice for him, to devour the breath of the spiritual world to practice, and to harvest it in the last era of each era.
This is the value of the existence of the cave world, and it is also our life."
Feng Qingyang was shocked. Although he had some guesses, when he actually heard it, he still seemed a little powerless. It was so pale. Are their existences just tools for others
"And you, it's not just as simple as fate. Do you know why you appeared in the spirit world? If I tell you that your corpse king bloodline did not come from zombies, what would you think?" He suddenly said this at the end.
The Qiong Zun standing by trembled all over, even more excited than Feng Qingyang, as if he had thought of something.
"Your bloodline is at least stronger than that of a god. There are countless ancient gods in the Supreme God Realm, and I am only the top one among them. But once you break through to the level of a god, you can open up a world of your own. This is the watershed between gods and ancient gods. It is said that if you are not a god, you cannot achieve true immortality. This is exactly the case."
As he opened his mouth, a roar suddenly came from outside the door. The gathered spiritual consciousness was like a powerful hammer, constantly hitting the door, as if trying to open it.
"And the variable in my spiritual world is not me, nor is it Hou Zun, but you."
"Me?" Feng Qingyang said subconsciously. At this moment, he seemed to be caught in a whirlpool again. He looked at the figure beside him in confusion, not knowing what to say.
The figure swayed, looking at the Burning Heaven Incense that was about to burn out, and with a wave of his hand, an ancient breath blew towards his face, which seemed to lengthen it a bit. But even so, it could not be resisted for long. After all, from the moment it burned, it was destined to go out.
"Do you know how the creatures in the cave world can enter the God Realm? This is not as simple as reaching the level of transcendence. There are countless gods in the Supreme God Realm, and there are countless cave worlds. The number of cave creatures in them is even more incalculable. Do you know that so far, only one person from our place has walked out, and that person is me!"