"Why is this power so strange?" Feng Qingyang murmured.
And when the drumstick fell for the first time, the entire Demonic State began to boil, like a stone falling from the sky, smashing into the calm lake with a loud bang.
It set off violent ripples, which continued to spread in all directions. Even after half a day, the vibrations could not be completely calmed down. On the contrary, there was a tendency to intensify.
Feng Qingyang looked calm. The moment the shock force from the big drum entered his body, he felt something unusual. It was a unique blessing from heaven.
Perhaps this is a reward for the person who rotates the drumstick, but in fact it is not as simple as a test. Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he secretly admired the great talent and strategy of the Jiuli God Emperor, who could actually perform such a shocking and extraordinary formation.
The Demon Emperor Teleportation Array is indeed directly related to the seal under the earth, and it is even inextricably linked to the seal, so much so that a single move can affect the entire body.
Every time the drumstick is rotated, the pure physical vibration force generated by the body will be transformed by the formation and applied to the seal. The source of power required for the operation of the seal is precisely the power of the flesh god.
"Could it be that this Demon Lord Emperor Mo, who has stepped into the half-step Demon Emperor stage, was a physical cultivator during his lifetime?" Feng Qingyang murmured. It was obvious that this formation was relying on the power of physical cultivators.
Even though the ancient gods in the entire Demon Emperor State were not very good, the base number was so large that countless people came to rotate the drumsticks every day. Regardless of whether they rotated or not, the moment they stood on it, their physical strength would be drained by the formation.
This has been going on for tens of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, and even hundreds of thousands of years, repeating itself endlessly, like a long and steady stream. Feng Qingyang was deeply shocked by this formation structure that could take away the fortune of heaven and earth, and his heart was filled with admiration. This was the pinnacle genius of formations.
Regardless of whether Jiuli Divine Emperor was the culprit in suppressing Jiuhuang or not, he was always the peerless emperor of Jiuli Divine Dynasty who ruled over a divine dynasty. Those who could become emperors were exceptionally outstanding in both character and perseverance. Now thinking about it, whether it was suppressing Jiuhuang or killing Kong Xuan, there must have been unspeakable secrets involved. These could only be known step by step when Feng Qingyang ascended to the Nine Cauldrons.
Half a day later, the gloomier weather became even worse. Purple air came from the east for 80,000 miles, almost covering one-tenth of the main city of Emperor Demon State. Thunder rolled and roared, and raindrops as big as beans fell through the void to the ground with crackling sounds, making an extremely crisp sound.
Feng Qingyang slowly raised his right hand, his expression unchanged. The first sound was just a matter of course for him. His heart was as calm as a well, and when he was about to raise the drumstick again, a rare indifference appeared on his face. It was not a deliberate pretense, but a tranquility and elegance that came from his heart.
“Second sound!”
Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he attacked with lightning speed. All his strength was concentrated on one point, and then he raised the drumstick and smashed it down with a bang. At that moment, it was earth-shaking. The light that was released in that instant was like the sharp air that suddenly shot out from the scabbard, cutting through the silk, domineering and unparalleled.
However, he did not stop there. With everyone stunned and shocked, he shook it for the third time.
The heavy sound of "dong dong dong" spread throughout heaven and earth, covering the entire Demon Emperor State in an instant, revealing the vicissitudes of life and the sound waves that flowed under the erosion of time. Before the first sound had completely dissipated, it quickly merged and overlapped with it, almost turning into an endless and vast sound. At the peak of the roar, it directly replaced the thunder between heaven and earth, and became the only sound surrounding the entire Demon Emperor State and between heaven and earth—the sound of drums!
At this moment, the Demon Emperor State was shaken. They hadn't even recovered from the shock of the first sound before they were shaken again by the successive roars, and it took them a long time to recover.
Those ancient gods, those secluded gods and god kings, all rushed out of their caves or palaces towards the arena of the teleportation array in an instant.
As for those ancient gods who were originally at the scene, they saw Feng Qingyang doing it effortlessly, almost like crushing dry wood and rotten wood. His unstoppable force and smooth flow like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves made the visual impact reach the extreme, even to the point of shocking and earth-shaking.
The three drum sounds that came together reverberated over the entire Demon Emperor State, like an unwilling roar, giving rise to a flood-like momentum that spread out in an earth-shaking manner, and then swept across all directions like a whirlwind, causing them to look shaken, their hearts to waver, and their souls to completely collapse in an instant.
“The third one!”
"In ten thousand years, there has never been such a smooth third sound!" Many ancient gods murmured, and their eyes looking at Feng Qingyang had begun to change at this time. If it was a strong contempt at first, then now it is the most real awe, the worship of the strong. Especially when they discovered that Feng Qingyang's realm was only the late stage of the gods, the blood from the heart and the deepest part of the soul burst out without reservation in an instant.
The three sounds echoed, as if attracting some extraordinary existence hidden in the world, so that the sound gradually surrounded and turned into a huge palm, descending from the void, with a vast and shocking majestic voice, and then sank into the earth with a loud bang.
"The third sound actually triggered the sealed vision!"
“…!”
“This is not true!”
Feng Qingyang ignored it, but stood there and silently endured the transformation of his body. This sudden source of power was almost a living creation.
The arrival of this good fortune consolidated his newly broken cultivation level in an instant, and even made it possible for him to break through to the Reincarnation Realm in an instant.
"Is this your physical strength?" Lu Wenran looked at Feng Qingyang silently. Everyone was shocked, but no one was as shocked as he was. He knew Feng Qingyang's strength clearly.
He watched as the other party was suppressed by the Seven Nights Demon King and finally rose up, forcing the other party to self-destruct. The speed of growth that he witnessed with his own eyes made him feel deeply shocked and even felt a sense of despair.
However, when despair appeared, he secretly mocked himself, thinking that it was an extremely lucky thing for him to break through to the middle stage of God King. You must know that there are hundreds of millions of gods in the Supreme God Realm who cannot break through to the God King in their entire lives, and can only stand at the pinnacle of God and sigh, until they finally turn into a touch of yellow earth.
"If I follow you, can you bring me into a new world?"