The old rabbit curled up in the corner of the cave. Although he was always nervous, he also kept looking at Feng Qingyang in his spare time.
He had noticed it as early as when his aura began to radiate, but he watched for a long time and couldn't figure out anything. In the end, he had to give up and fell into boredom and contemplation.
"His aura and the halo on his body are a bit weird, as if they are not from the Supreme Divine Realm. Although he is constantly refining the divine rules, he is also devouring them completely and making them his own. What is in his body?" The old rabbit thought to himself, and as time passed, he completely gave up Feng Qingyang's action.
Half a year later, it seemed that with the disappearance of Feng Qingyang, the entire Suzaku Divine Kingdom had mysteriously calmed down again. However, there were still countless ancient gods and heavenly gods looking for Feng Qingyang everywhere.
Because, in the past six months, someone spread a piece of news that sounded a bit horrifying. It actually said that Feng Qingyang possessed the secret of the Tenth Divine Emperor's Sun.
Anyone with a discerning eye would think it is a joke when they hear it, but while laughing, they would start looking for it secretly. There is no smoke without fire, and the existence of this rumor must have its reason.
However, they could never have dreamed that Feng Qingyang would be on the edge of the Suzaku Divine Kingdom. At this time, most of the ancient gods and heavenly gods had rushed to the imperial city of the Suzaku Divine Kingdom, and even people from the Dayu Divine Dynasty had come.
In their words, "I have a brother who has been lost for many years. He has a handsome face and elegant clothes. It is said that he once appeared in the Suzaku Divine Kingdom." They are looking for him. Everyone below the God King in the entire Suzaku Divine Kingdom is searching for Feng Qingyang on a large scale.
Feng Qingyang, on the other hand, was in seclusion, constantly attacking corpses. He seemed to have a clue. Although he kept failing, he kept attacking and didn't seem to be tired.
His own magic power had been exhausted long ago, and the reason he had been able to hold on until now was all thanks to the Phoenix Mark on his chest. He kept trying various ways to break through the barrier.
If it doesn't work once, then try it twice. If it doesn't work twice, then try it three times, until finally it is completely integrated. Gradually, he has forgotten the moment of failure and even the time. However, up to this moment, he still has not succeeded in integrating that 1% of the corpses.
"Why did I merge with it on the altar back then?" Feng Qingyang murmured in his heart, thinking back to thirteen years ago, in that dark world, it seemed that he merged with it ten percent the moment the barrier was broken.
However, until now, when he formally merged in the Supreme Divine Realm, he found it so difficult. He devoured so many flame veins, but only fused 2%. Moreover, under the impact and vibration of the flame veins, the flesh and blood particles opened up, and it seemed that he could merge another 1%. However, he had not succeeded in his seclusion until now.
Within half a year, countless ancient gods seemed to realize that they were going in the wrong direction. They spread out in all directions along the imperial city and found the flame vein that was once devoured by Feng Qingyang.
The dragon energy contained in it completely disappeared, and was replaced by a strong scent of phoenix feathers, as if a phoenix was about to be reborn. Now, they are more convinced that Feng Qingyang must be hiding some unknown secret.
It is impossible for ordinary people to be able to devour the flame veins, and there are rumors that Feng Qingyang only has the strength of a peak ancient god, but his aura is not weaker than that of a god king.
Feng Qingyang, on the other hand, was quietly retreating in the cave. He had to break through, otherwise he would face countless crises and be unable to resist. Especially after learning about the existence of the Dongtian Clan, he became extremely alert.
The ruler of the kingdom of God must be someone at the peak of the God King level, who is about to break through to the God Sovereign level. As for a sect, the strongest ones are those at the early stage of the God King level, but the vast majority are at the peak of the Heavenly God level.
Feng Qingyang's true strength is now enough to resist an early Heavenly God, but the predicament he faces now is far more than just Heavenly Gods. Perhaps among them there are even peak Heavenly Gods and even God Kings.
Without a breakthrough, he would not be able to continue walking in the Supreme Divine Realm!
Year after year passed, and Feng Qingyang still hadn't woken up. The old rabbit in the corner seemed to have gotten used to Feng Qingyang's seclusion. In fact, he had also gained a lot of benefits during this year.
Although Feng Qingyang was in seclusion, he was also practicing. What's more, the aura emanating from him could be absorbed not only by small animals, but also by old rabbits.
This aura initially frightened him, even terrified him, but after a year of adjustment, he had gotten used to it, and even discovered that this aura was like a panacea that could strengthen the body after absorption. This suddenly gave the already elderly rabbit hope for a breakthrough.
So much so that from the initial thought of running away to the current practice, he almost walked from hell to heaven. He was even afraid that Feng Qingyang would suddenly wake up, because if so, he would not be able to continue practicing.
"It would be great if I could continue to practice with him. Then my decaying body would be able to regain its youth. By that time, wouldn't I have enough energy and blood to impact the gods?" the old rabbit pondered.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another year has passed. Feng Qingyang has been in seclusion for two full years. During these two years, he has been attacking that barrier countless times. However, no matter how hard he tries, he always ends in failure.
Even the destiny in his body had pierced through the second layer of the Nine-Layer Immortal Mansion and was showing a tendency to enter. Feng Qingyang sat cross-legged in the cave. He seemed to have forgotten the time and everything. His eyes were red, and although they were open, there was not a trace of light in them. His expression was distracted and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Don't wake up, don't open your eyes, I haven't absorbed enough!" Seeing Feng Qingyang open his eyes, the old rabbit said with inner conflict, but in the end he breathed a sigh of relief, as if the other party had not woken up.
After two years, the little beast seemed to have gotten used to the old rabbit's presence. Now it lay quietly beside Feng Qingyang, absorbing the breath emanating from his body. When it was in a good mood, it would leave more for the old rabbit.
"Why, why on earth do I keep failing!" Feng Qingyang was so upset that he almost went insane. He stopped his attack and fell into deep thought. He was wondering why he could clearly break through the obstacle but couldn't open it.
"Could it be that it's because I don't have the realm? Or is it that my realm can only stop here?" Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang was shocked.
It suddenly occurred to him that Pangu's realm seemed to be at the peak of the Ancient Gods. He had come to the Supreme God Realm countless years earlier than himself, and with his qualifications, it was impossible for him to still remain at the peak of the Ancient Gods.
"Could it be that this is really the case?"