A strange and sinister laugh echoed in the void. Slowly, clouds floated in from the end of the sky and earth, covering the entire Medicine Refining Peak in an instant.
It all happened so fast that Feng Qingyang didn't notice it. After he entered, the pair of eyes in the darkness slowly faded into the void and finally disappeared.
Not far from the Medicine Refining Peak, under a huge waterfall, a man with a resolute face sat cross-legged. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and his handsome face looked like that of a divine sculptor.
Beside him, there are two three-inch-sized Cao figures, one standing and one lying flat. There are simple lines on the heads of the straw figures, vaguely showing the appearance of a man.
Its body was covered with complicated runes. Just one look at it gave it an extraordinary and strange feeling. The man sitting cross-legged was none other than Pangu, whom Feng Qingyang wanted to find.
His eyes fell on the standing straw man, and a hint of fear clearly flashed in the depths of his pupils. Then he dispelled his doubts, made a gesture with one hand, and muttered something.
As he spoke softly, a strange scene appeared. Below the waterfall, a small light curtain suddenly appeared. The shape of this light curtain was like an egg, or an upside-down bowl, covering Pangu.
Then, he raised his hand and pointed at the standing straw man. In an instant, a vast divine power rushed towards the straw man like a tide. The sound was deafening, but only he could hear it. Even if it was accidentally shaken out, it would be turned into nothingness under the impact of the thousand-foot waterfall.
The surging divine power was like a rushing river, sweeping over the straw man's body at an extremely fast speed. At that moment, the straw man's whole body was emitting a transparent luster.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, in addition to flesh, blood and meridians, one can also clearly see the beating heart and the pair of lively eyes.
After doing all this, Pangu's body visibly shook and his face turned pale. He really looked like he had lost his soul. He gritted his teeth to stabilize his body that seemed about to fall. Then, he bit his middle finger and gestured to the straw man repeatedly. Rays of light spread into the void.
It turned into some incomprehensible runes, or countless miserable souls, swirling around the straw man. His eyes sank instantly, and then he stared at the straw man's eyes, muttering something.
In an instant, he pressed the straw man's chest again. With this press, all the auras that were originally surrounding him were completely integrated into the straw man's body. One could even see a breath of death rushing straight into the straw man's head like a river.
A force that had been dormant for almost countless years directly entered the straw man's head. Almost at this moment, the straw man's eyes were obviously shaken, and then a small vortex appeared on its head.
Seeing the appearance of the whirlpool, Pangu's expression suddenly became overjoyed. Regardless of the fact that his body was already suffering from the backlash, he quickly split out a strand of his soul and injected it into it.
"Life..." A bitter voice came out of the grass mouth the moment he injected his soul. A stream of turbid blood followed.
At that moment, the straw man suddenly leaned over towards the Medicine Refining Peak, slowly bent his knees, and then suddenly knelt down.
Almost at the moment of kneeling, another straw man lying there began to emit red light all over his body. At the moment of kneeling and kowtowing, it began to burn, until it finally turned into green smoke and dissipated into the void.
At the same time, Feng Qingyang, who was far away at the Medicine Refining Peak, seemed to have sensed something. His handsome face, which was originally full of radiance, turned pale in an instant, and blood smeared from the corners of his mouth, as if he had suffered a serious injury.
At that moment, he clearly felt his soul shaken. Not only that, he also felt an unprecedented sense of weakness. This weakness was unprecedented, as if he had encountered a great catastrophe and was then reborn in the catastrophe.
His eyes were swaying and he almost fell to the ground. Then he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and began to deduce in reverse. He realized that the strange power was very similar to the power of the curse in the sealed world that year - someone was cursing him!
He frowned, and his enormous magic power spread through the void with strange fluctuations, sweeping across all directions. At this moment, he was not afraid of being discovered. Since he had been ambushed, it proved that someone had already discovered his coming.
"Who is it?" Feng Qingyang said in a deep voice with a gloomy look. The power of retrograde deduction that had spread out was all retracted after a moment. He clearly felt that it was not far away from him.
However, when his own retrograde deduction force rushed out, he was isolated outside, and the opponent's counter-deduction force was extremely powerful, almost unparalleled in the world. Not only could it resist the deduction, but it could also do the opposite and inflict heavy damage when the opponent was deducing.
After a moment's silence, Feng Qingyang stood up again, and walked out of the cave with his hands behind his back. He had not yet settled down completely when he arrived at the Medicine Refining Peak, and was just waiting for orders in an empty cave.
The moment he stood up, he clearly felt the changes in himself, as if something was missing, but he couldn't tell what it was. After the initial shock, his soul turned into calm.
"Will it be you?"
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Under the waterfall, Pangu came back to his senses, and the soul he injected disappeared from the straw man. Then his original body, which had closed his eyes, quickly opened his eyes, looked at the straw man in front of him, and with a thought, he turned it into ashes.
In his hand, he held a strand of hair. The hair was very long and had an exceptionally bright luster. Compared with ordinary hair, it had an indescribable feeling. To be specific, it felt like it was agile, or in other words, there was a charm on this strand of hair.
"Did you get it?" He murmured, looking at the hair in his palm, then put it into the storage bag, let go and removed the barrier under the waterfall. His body shook, and a black robe suddenly appeared.
"The change of dynasties is inevitable, and the trend of unification is unstoppable. We can only follow the trend, how can we go against it?" He uttered such a puzzling sentence and then walked away.
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Let's not talk about him for now. Feng Qingyang at this time, after initially encountering the strange curse, has become much more vigilant. Even the cave where he was in seclusion had dozens of large illusion arrays.
Now, he can use these formations almost effortlessly, and when superimposed on each other, they are extremely powerful. The power of the illusion formations is multiplied. Even if a god in the realm of heavenly gods comes here, he may not discover him at the first time. Even if he discovers him, he may not be able to break this powerful formation.
"I'll wait for you for a month!"