This is my destiny!
Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, and he finally understood what the seed in his dantian was!
Now it seems that not much has changed, but there is a hint of uncertainty about Feng Qingyang's future.
He will grow, his cultivation will rise, and perhaps one day, he will surpass the pinnacle of the Supreme God Realm, thus breaking through his limits. With the bloodline and seed of the Corpse King as a foundation, his future is unimaginable.
He was unaware of the shock in the divine world at that moment, much less the wrath of Yin Sheng Shen Emperor. He only knew that the moment he grabbed the corpse, he had a great fortune that reached heaven and earth.
He stepped into the ancient coffin. As he entered, a whistling sound was heard. A column of light rose up from the altar, piercing the sky. There was also a huge vortex connecting to somewhere in the darkness, and countless auras of the supreme gods descended.
"My destiny, belongs to me!"
Feng Qingyang pondered, clasped his hands together, and quickly merged with the blazing fire. This was his past life and his present life. More importantly, this also became his first and strongest clone in history.
This corpse is stronger than his original body, but he has no control over it now and can only reluctantly integrate it into his original body. He believes and expects that the moment he becomes one with it, that will be the time when he subverts everything.
As for the Supreme God Realm, the vibration at this moment almost reached the degree of white-hot. The tenth sun hung in the sky, towering above the other nine, emitting a gray halo, and countless unspeakable auras were hidden in it.
It seems that this is rebirth from the ashes, or in other words, it is an unprecedented transcendence and myth.
Feng Qingyang sat face to face with the corpse. The seed in his dantian vibrated and trembled. A slowly majestic aura spread from it, and the corpse king's bloodline also began to circulate rapidly.
If not for this, he would not be able to merge it with himself. As the Corpse King's bloodline ran rampant, the faceless corpse began to gradually become transparent and slowly merged into Feng Qingyang's body.
One year, two years, the transparency of the corpse became more and more obvious, and in the process of continuous blurring, the bloody face gradually began to recover.
Although its outline is not very clear, its facial features can be roughly seen. Its appearance is roughly similar to Feng Qingyang now. As the distance gets closer, the flames burning in all directions become more intense.
The tenth year!
One day, the flames on the altar began to fade, as if the fusion was about to end. The corpse opposite Feng Qingyang was almost invisible, and it was completely close to his body.
Boom!
Slowly, it merged completely, the corpse disappeared and merged into his bones, and almost instantly, there was a loud bang in his body, as if something heavy had fallen.
His bones, destiny, and aptitude all underwent tremendous changes the moment the corpse merged into his body. If he were now divided according to the cultivation level of the Supreme God Realm, he would be at the beginning of the Ancient God Realm, but his actual strength is almost comparable to that of a peak Ancient God, and he can even challenge the gods with weaker cultivation levels.
"It's only one tenth that has been fused." Feng Qingyang opened his eyes and walked out of the bushes. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented power and strength.
It was even the pinnacle. He didn't know the rules of the Supreme God Realm, but the changes in his body were too obvious. The dantian where the seed originally existed suddenly turned into a fairy palace after it merged with this corpse.
This Immortal Palace has nine floors, it is exquisite and exudes a powerful aura. In the first floor of the Immortal Palace, countless ancient gods are sitting around, and in the center sits a huge god, and the appearance of this person is exactly like himself.
"Does it mean that only in order to break through the realm of heavenly gods can one possess the power of the second level?" Feng Qingyang murmured. The magic power in his body was originally tempered by the spiritual energy of the four true realms.
However, at this moment, after the fusion of the corpse, it has completely changed, especially the power contained in the first level of the immortal palace, which is extremely terrifying.
Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and looked around. The fire on the altar had gone out, and only a cold soul-avoiding coffin was hanging there.
"This is also an incredible treasure. Even if it is not a magic weapon, it may be more effective than the world-suppressing bronze coffin when used to hit people. After muttering for a while, he put it on his back, stepped into the vast void, and rushed quickly towards the defense line he sensed.
Ten years, a full ten years, he survived the brink of death again. Not only that, his own strength also underwent earth-shaking changes.
All of this originated from the fused corpses. This is only the fusion of one-tenth. If it were fused to 100%, how strong would he be then
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang's blood boiled. At this moment, he was full of anticipation for the Supreme God Realm. He couldn't wait to enter it and fight, a thorough battle.
Only with strong strength, strong enough to make people fear and tremble, can he pursue the truth he wants to know and protect the people he wants to protect.
After a long time, the fourth sun of the Supreme God Realm disappeared, as if it had never appeared. However, the eternity that appeared in that instant could never completely fade away from their hearts.
Everything was as usual, peaceful to the extreme. Even the earth-shaking Suzaku Divine Kingdom fell into silence after the disappearance of the sun. However, in their view, this was just a prelude to the coming storm and a precautionary measure.
The structure of the Supreme God Realm has been determined, with nine God Emperors in charge of the four directions. The appearance of the tenth wheel, in the eyes of ordinary ancient gods, may be a precursor to the appearance of the tenth God Emperor.
Then, the original pattern will change. Does it mean that the world of gods will be in chaos in the future
Feng Qingyang was speeding quickly. It seemed that after merging with the corpse, the recoil forces from all directions had lost their initial strength, so that he soon came to a weak spot in the void.
Getting closer and closer!
Feng Qingyang suppressed his inner joy. Perhaps, he could still find his old friends in the God Realm. Maybe the old man from the Dongtian Clan had already arrived
He thought truthfully, then, was Pangu, the powerful creator of the Second Era, waiting for him? And had Kong Xuan, the old bastard, also arrived in the God Realm
Ten years have passed in this nothingness. Feng Qingyang didn't know how he got through these ten years, but during these ten years, he found his direction again.
"Jiuhuang, is your call to guide me to this place?" He murmured in a deep voice, his memory slowly fading away, and he himself, at a rapid speed, came to the end of the darkness here.
This was not the exit, but following the direction he was guided to, he knew that he had appeared within the scope of the Supreme Divine Realm, and now it was time to truly enter!