Feng Qingyang's heart was shaken, and an unprecedented sense of crisis instantly swept through his body, making him realize in an instant that this incident would definitely be fatal.
Looking around, the bloody passage was still there. It did not disappear after the sixteenth sound. On the contrary, it became clearer and almost became substantial.
In the deepest part of the blood-red, he saw a figure standing at the end, motionless, like a statue that had existed since time immemorial, but his face was a little strange, sometimes with a smile, sometimes with a distortion, and the moment that faint sneer came out, he looked at Feng Qingyang with contempt as if he were an ant.
Feng Qingyang's whole body was shaking. His originally jade-white face suddenly turned hideous, and was covered with a black aura, like an invisible black fog that emerged from his body and finally surrounded him completely.
"Hmph, don't even think about harming me!" Feng Qingyang's mind moved, and the magic power in his body circulated wildly. Eight-colored light boomed out, accompanied by the roar from the bloodline of the Corpse King. Billions of small zombies also appeared in his body. The spirits of those zombie ancestors who had remained in the spirit world that year seemed to appear again.
The world was turned upside down, and as his will created a battlefield within his body to fight against the demon that invaded his body, Feng Qingyang half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. His exposed body, with its tendons bulging, looked like a ferocious dragon, and just looking at it would make one's soul tremble.
And his body turned into two particularly bright colors at this moment, one was pure black, and the other contained a colorful halo. The blood of the Corpse King itself was the blood of the Immortal, the light of being the only inheritance of the Immortal, with the pride in it, as well as those immortal zombie spirits, together with Feng Qingyang, they fought against the demon that invaded the body.
"You are just an ant, do you still want to turn the world upside down? Ants are ants and will always be ants. Even if they are powerful, they are still ants. Do you understand?"
Faintly, there seemed to be such a voice in his ears. The moment it appeared, Feng Qingyang's eyes suddenly changed. The original confusion and hesitation turned into brilliance in an instant.
On the body where the two streams of light were fighting, a third halo suddenly appeared. It was fire, the ultimate flame. The moment it appeared, a visible shaking light was transmitted. The ripples made the void tremble, and the trembling even affected the outside world.
So much so that the expressions of tens of thousands of ancient gods who were watching on the scene were instantly moved. The extreme heat wave and the overwhelming unyielding spirit made their souls turbulent, and they almost subconsciously worshiped him.
This was simply like witnessing a miracle, witnessing the growth of a demon. The strong visual impact made them almost unable to speak, their mouths were dry, and they just felt that too many things had happened today, so much so that their souls were completely unable to think, and they could only stare blankly at everything that was happening at the moment, dull and excited.
After a long time, Feng Qingyang's gaze gradually changed. He looked deeply at the end of the passage, at the figure standing there, with eyes twisted and filled with the most evil in the world, complacent and gloomy, and a sneer filled with contempt.
"What do you know? Do you think that a half-step Demon Emperor can transcend the heaven and earth, become a saint, and become the master of all living things?" Feng Qingyang looked at the other person's face and said suddenly.
Every word was like thunder, and the roar carried an absolute sense of negation, which made the other party's eyes change instantly after hearing it. The light in their eyes seemed meaningful, even to the point of being weird.
"Do you dare to make a bet with me?" The Demon Emperor at the end said deeply. When he spoke, a light of pride appeared on his face, and he seemed extremely confident.
Feng Qingyang hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What bet?"
"Who is he talking to?" Sima Guang looked at Feng Qingyang with some curiosity. They couldn't see the bloody passage, so naturally they couldn't see the figure of the Demon Emperor in it.
"How should I know?" Sima Kun said with the same confusion, and then stopped his gaze on Lu Wenran. In their opinion, the person who knew Feng Qingyang best was him.
Lu Wenran also looked extremely confused. He looked deeply at Feng Qingyang, and finally could only sigh and said, "I don't know either. This is already the sixteenth sound. How can I know what will happen?"
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"I bet you will come back here within a hundred years, and ask me for help." Emperor Mo said meaningfully, and looked at Feng Qingyang with a bit of smugness, as if he was particularly confident that Feng Qingyang would come to him within a hundred years.
Feng Qingyang groaned. He did not take the other party's words as a joke. Instead, after careful consideration, he did not believe that the Demon Emperor who was half a step away from becoming a Demon Emperor would be so boring as to joke with him.
"Is he really sure of it?"
"What if I didn't come to find you within a hundred years?" Feng Qingyang's eyes also flashed, and he looked at him deeply. At the same time, he raised his foot and took a step forward. In the eyes of tens of thousands of ancient gods in reality, they only felt that Feng Qingyang's body suddenly became a little ethereal.
He was just standing there quietly, but in their eyes, he seemed to have left. He looked illusory and empty. If they closed their eyes, they would not be able to detect him with their spiritual sense.
The moment he stepped into the passage, Feng Qingyang felt a chilly breath coming towards him, and the Demon Emperor who stretched out his hand also laughed arrogantly, as if he was sure of victory.
"If you don't ask me for anything within a hundred years, I will agree to one condition and give you an opportunity." The Demon Emperor grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"What kind of fortune?" Feng Qingyang took another step forward, and the aura of his body suddenly surged up. With this step, he seemed to show his pride and confidence.
"This heaven-defying fortune can help you break through a major realm and even enter the realm of a god. How about it? The inheritor of the immortal way!" He emphasized the last three words. With the appearance of these words, Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly shook.
Sure enough, he saw through his identity. No wonder he was so fearless. Although he didn't know what would happen within a hundred years, looking at the other party's expression, it was obvious that there was a deep conspiracy.
"And if you lose, you have to agree to one condition of mine, and that condition is to release me..." Having said this, he paused, then fixed his eyes, looked deeply at Feng Qingyang, and said, "Do you dare to bet?"
"Why not?" Feng Qingyang took another step forward, and his powerful aura instantly dispelled the coldness coming from the Demon Emperor.
"I'm going to bet with you what will happen in the next hundred years. Will you win or I lose?"