The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 1200: 1259 Intuition

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"However, the changes here have probably attracted the attention of Guiyuan Divine Sect's Sect Master. If we continue to stay here, I'm afraid there will be more trouble."

Feng Qingyang looked into the distance and fell into deep thought. He thought Pangu would come to find him, but after so many days, it seemed that the other party did not notice his arrival.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze, and with a thought, he lifted all the restrictions on his cave. If this still did not attract Pangu's attention, then the matter would definitely change.

Wait for three more days. If you don’t come within three days, I will go find you. With this decision made, Feng Qingyang descended from the clouds and returned to his cave along with the descent of tens of thousands of ancient gods.

This time, he was not on guard, and anyone could come in easily. This increased his own risk, but at the same time, he also used an open conspiracy to pressure Pangu to see what happened on that day.

One day, two days,

Until the next night, there was a sudden noise outside his cave. Feng Qingyang grinned. He naturally knew what it was. If he still couldn't guess, he would have gone and banged his head against the wall.

As the sound appeared, Feng Qingyang immediately cast dozens of illusion arrays. He was proficient in the art of arrays, but it was still a mystery here, and no one knew that he had such a great magical power.

After doing all this, Feng Qingyang flashed into the depths of the cave. For him, the only place that was absolutely safe was underground, so he had not been idle for the past two days. In addition to paying attention to Pangu, he spent the rest of his time combing out a passage underground.

The existence of this passage allows him to escape at an extremely fast speed the moment the leader of Guiyuan Divine Sect discovers him. Otherwise, he would not dare to show his anger to you so blatantly and deliberately attract other people's attention.

"I always thought you wouldn't come." Feng Qingyang sat cross-legged in the deepest part of the cave. The place where he sat happened to be the flame vein that flowed through this place. As he spoke, his eyes suddenly opened, and they were fixed on Pangu's face like a knife.

Pangu pondered and did not speak. Instead, he came to a place not far in front of him and also sat cross-legged. Facing Feng Qingyang's gaze, he seemed so natural and seemed to have a clear conscience.

"You are waiting for me, why wouldn't I come?" After a while, Pangu spoke, looking at the somewhat aggressive Feng Qingyang. His eyes did not look so cruel, on the contrary, there was an indescribable wisdom in them.

This wise and blooming divine light instantly refuted what Feng Qingyang wanted to say next. It seemed that before he even opened his mouth, the other party already understood what he wanted to express.

Feng Qingyang was shocked, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. If Pangu appeared indifferent, he might still have some suspicions, but now he seemed so calm, even to the point of having a clear conscience.

"There are several realms above the Ancestral Zombie, but these realms are not much different according to the cultivation level of the Supreme God Realm. You don't need to ask me how to practice next, but rely on your own intuition. When the time comes, you will naturally break through."

Feng Qingyang pondered, his eyes still fixed on Pangu. He didn't believe that he could break through to a higher level just like that. In fact, this was not the answer he wanted to know most.

What he wanted to know was his own origins. He himself was a zombie, and Pangu was also a zombie, but why could he become the first person to create the world

If Feng Qingyang had not come to the Supreme God Realm, perhaps he would still believe it, but now, he no longer believed it. There were countless gods in the Supreme God Realm, but he had never seen anyone who could break through the cave world and enter this place.

What's more, their spiritual world seemed so strange at the time. Not only was Kong Xuan's corpse suppressed, but there was also a member of the Dongtian tribe.

Are all the cave worlds like this, or is it only the spirit world? If it is only the spirit world, why do these things appear? Who is Pangu? Who is he? Is it really just a simple wisdom

Feng Qingyang remained silent, obviously not believing Pangu's words. The other party also understood that no matter what he said at this moment, Feng Qingyang might not believe it. Looking at the other party's determined expression, he wanted to tell him everything he knew. However, when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back deeply.

Some things don't need to be said, he will naturally know when the time comes.

"You just need to know that we won't harm you. Your existence is of great importance, even to the rise and fall of the entire Supreme God Realm! The old man from the Dongtian Clan is also from the Jiuli Divine Dynasty. When you leave in the future, you can go find him. He will tell you some things." After a pause, he looked deeply at Feng Qingyang and said, "If you ask me now, I won't tell you either, but you just need to remember that according to your intuition, you may encounter a bottleneck, but at that moment, it will be time for you to go to the Dayu Divine Dynasty."

"When I came here, I was noticed by the leader of the Shinto Sect. If I don't go back today, I'm afraid you and I will never be able to leave this Suzaku Kingdom again."

Having said this, Pangu stopped talking. In the end, he did not tell Feng Qingyang, but just kept telling him to trust his intuition.

However, what intuition did Feng Qingyang have at this moment

After Pangu left, Feng Qingyang fell into deep thought. However, he didn't even have time to think deeply. Almost soon after Pangu left, a powerful divine consciousness instantly locked onto this place.

Feng Qingyang's eyes changed, then he laughed a few times, stood up, flicked his sleeves, snorted disdainfully, then quickly disappeared into the flame vein, and completely disappeared with the flow of the flame vein.

He went dozens of feet deep into the Flame Vein, so it would not be easy for him to be discovered. Moreover, even if he was discovered, no one dared to go to such a deep place to capture him.

When he entered the Flame Vein, he felt like a fish entering water. The joy he felt was beyond words, especially since he had just destroyed the fire dragon that suppressed Feather not long ago. When he went deeper, there was no hindrance at all.

He didn't know how far he had escaped, but the moment he stepped out of the ground and stood in the void of the Supreme Divine Realm again, the fiery red color was no longer in front of his eyes.

Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, green water, and countless mythical beasts roaming around. Breathing the refreshing atmosphere, Feng Qingyang chose a direction. This direction was also his intuition. The speed was very fast and he disappeared into the clouds almost in an instant.

Less than half an incense stick of time after he left this place, a colorful stream of light came from afar, and in the halo stood a man with a ferocious face.

"Damn it, I calculated that he would pass by here, but I didn't expect that I was still half an incense stick late. Feng Qingyang, you wait for me!" This person was none other than the Seven-Colored God who had been tracking Feng Qingyang.