Although he could not feel the fluctuation of Feng Qingyang's magic power, his current appearance and demeanor not only did not reduce his momentum, but on the contrary, it increased his terrifying pressure out of thin air, causing the god's heart to tremble and he subconsciously took a step back.
"Which country of the Divine Dynasty does this belong to?"
Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, intending to comfort the god and tell him not to be nervous. However, his smile, in his petrified state, revealed a hideous look. The god's body trembled, and he quickly retreated backwards, his eyes full of fear.
"You don't have to be afraid, just answer my questions." Feng Qingyang's gaze remained unchanged, he looked at the god with terrifying eyes, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"To answer your question, Senior, this is not the Kingdom of God, but a wasteland on the border of the Divine Dynasty. It is adjacent to the Great Yu Divine Dynasty. It is the junction of the two countries and was once an ancient battlefield."
The god's legs were trembling as he said in fear that Feng Qingyang was too terrifying at this moment, even to the point of being horrifying. He suddenly cursed himself inwardly.
Why did he choose to leave the sect today to carry out the mission, and what a coincidence that he chose to take a shortcut through the ancient battlefield? As a result, he was unlucky and was soon shot down from the sky, and now he is on the verge of life and death.
"Jiuli Divine Dynasty? The border? Then do you know where there are flame veins here? That is, where the volcanic group is. It would be best if it has the power of a forbidden area." Feng Qingyang's voice was like the rubbing of bones. He spoke slowly and it was creepy.
"Fire? Are you a great god who cultivates with fire?" The god asked subconsciously, but when he met Feng Qingyang's gaze, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "A month's journey west of here is the center of the ancient battlefield. There is a huge fire source here, but the outside world is wrapped in high temperature. Ordinary people can't enter at all. Even I can't go into it for one thousand meters."
"How should we go?" A light flashed in Wang Chen's eyes.
The god did not hesitate, but pondered for a moment, as if he had guessed Feng Qingyang's plan. He flipped his right hand, took out a palm-sized jade slip, placed it in his palm, closed his eyes, imprinted the map of the road into it, and then handed it to Feng Qingyang.
"Here is the route. If you are in a hurry, just follow the map."
Feng Qingyang flicked his sleeves and took the jade slip, but he did not give up. What good would it do to have a map? He had no magic power, and his spiritual consciousness could not be mobilized. Even if he had it, he could not see it.
If he revealed that he had no magic power now, he would be in trouble. Then he took a step forward and grabbed the other party's shoulder with one hand while the other party was not paying attention. He said, "Take me there. You can leave after we get there. If you lie to me, you will die miserably."
"this…"
The god's body trembled, feeling the powerful force on his shoulders, his heart trembled to the extreme, and he wanted to refuse, but when he thought of the consequences of refusal, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
His body shook and he suddenly rushed into the void. However, at the moment of rising into the air, his body sank with a loud bang and he almost fell headfirst from the air.
Feng Qingyang was too heavy, especially without the support of magic power, which made the terrifying power of his physical body completely exposed and uncontrollable.
The god secretly groaned inwardly. How could this be considered carrying a person? It was clearly like carrying a mountain on his back. Then, with a thought, his magic power turned rapidly, and he moved Feng Qingyang through the void with difficulty.
Soon, they disappeared at the end of the world. It was not until Feng Qingyang left that a loud bang came from the ground where he was standing. Countless spider-web-like cracks broke into countless pieces and spread in all directions.
Speaking of the two of them, Feng Qingyang held on to the god's shoulders tightly from beginning to end, and galloped through the void with difficulty. The journey was smooth, after all, this place was heading towards the forbidden area, so he seldom met other people.
Even if they did meet him, when he saw Feng Qingyang's appearance, he would scream "What the hell!" and run away in fear. For a whole month, no one dared to stop them, not even to ask questions.
A million miles away from the border of Jiuli Divine Dynasty, looking out over the endless wasteland, a terrifying aura was spreading, full of murderous energy, suppressing all directions.
At the end of the void, Feng Qingyang and the figure of the god who led the way gradually appeared. Feng Qingyang's body was still in a petrified state, even more serious than a month ago. However, as he became more petrified, his evil spirit became more and more uncontrollably stronger.
Along the way, every breath this god took was in the torment of life and death. He really wanted to ask why Feng Qingyang always held on to him. With his powerful cultivation, it was impossible for him to run away.
And as his murderous aura grew stronger, the god was so frightened that he dared not breathe. He could only rush forward into the void, bypassing crowded places and making a difficult leap.
Gradually, the earth began to change, and the high temperature of this world also began to change. Feng Qingyang clearly saw that at the end of the world, the void had turned into a fiery red.
The blazing fire blocked out the sky and completely turned this place into a world of fire. As they got closer, the temperature in the air began to rise.
The evil spirit in his body began to dissipate under the impact of temperature, and the heavy force began to lighten. This subtle change made the god puzzled. He glanced at Feng Qingyang imperceptibly and suddenly found that he didn't seem so scary anymore.
Just like this, another half a month passed. The distance that was originally supposed to be one month was actually completed in a full month and a half.
The two of them descended from the clouds and looked at the fire covering the ground in front of them. The high temperature made Feng Qingyang feel refreshed, while the gods beside him trembled and looked at Feng Qingyang in fear.
“Senior,… we’ve… we’ve arrived. This is the forbidden land of fire. I can’t go any further. If I go any further, I’ll melt.” The god said in a voice that was almost tearful.
Feng Qingyang nodded and did not embarrass him. Since they had already reached their destination, his role was over. He turned around and looked at him, saying, "What's your name? What sect do you belong to?"
"I... I am not from the sect, but a messenger under the command of the Great Marshal of Zhenxi of the Divine Dynasty." The God of Heaven said to Feng Qingyang with a tingling scalp. At this moment, he suddenly thought, is the other party going to kill him
"Okay, great. What's your name?"
"Liu Yuan."
"You can go now." Then, Feng Qingyang walked towards the sea of fire without looking back. With every step he took, the degree of petrification on his body began to decrease, until he finally sank into the depths, and his whole body returned to normal state.
Liu Xuan stared at Feng Qingyang blankly. At this moment, he felt complicated. He felt Feng Qingyang's gratitude. At this moment, he suddenly made a decision, which was to wait here for Feng Qingyang to come out.
Because, this is his future destiny!