Feng Qingyang, with his handsome features and clothes whiter than snow, stood under the golden light like a fairy from the sky. He looked deeply at this mid-stage God King without any emotion. The threat from the other party was nothing but bullshit to him.
"Do you know the prince of Youzhou?"
"Prince?" The old man was silent for a while, and suddenly seemed to think of something. He looked at Feng Qingyang in shock, his two narrow eyes full of disbelief, a shock that came from the soul.
He naturally knew about the Prince of Youzhou. The Third Prince had been killed not long ago. Now after hearing what Feng Qingyang said, the truth was very clear. It must have been him who killed him.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt desperate. It was not until now that he understood why the other party was so calm and even unmoved after hearing his identity.
A man who could kill the prince of Youzhou and come to Emperor Demon State calmly, would he be afraid of a general of a big state? Even if he was a mid-stage God King, what could he do? In the eyes of the other party, he was nothing but scum.
"Don't... don't kill me!" The old man was desperate. He used his identity as a general to no avail. He suddenly realized that he was shooting himself in the foot. If he had not opposed Feng Qingyang in the beginning, he might have a chance to get close to Feng Qingyang like the Sima brothers.
But now, this opportunity is gone, especially when the other party told him that he was the one who killed the Prince of Youzhou, he knew that he was doomed to die and could only die.
Feng Qingyang was obviously unmoved by his plea for mercy. Life is precious, especially the power of breaking through the God King, which is even more precious, but so what? The other party's life or death has nothing to do with him, not to mention that if his cultivation is weak, then the person begging for mercy now may have to reverse the order.
The dazzling light spread across the earth, shrouding the entire earth in a pure golden light. Tens of thousands of ancient gods on the ground looked at Feng Qingyang calmly, and their faces did not change at all when the God King asked for mercy, as if they were not surprised at all.
There were even quite a few people who cast pitiful glances directly at this mid-stage God King, because the other party fully demonstrated the classic behavior of not seeking death and not dying.
Feng Qingyang didn't even raise his eyelids, but just took a step forward. Almost at the moment he moved forward, his facial expression suddenly disappeared, and at the critical moment it turned into a white silver fox mask. But when the mask appeared, there was a whoosh, and it broke like ripples, and the original white color suddenly turned into gold.
"You are... You are..."
"There is no right or wrong, there is only life and death." These were the last words heard by this mid-stage God King. He wanted to say something else, but when he opened his mouth he found that he had no strength left.
He even clearly saw his body breaking into pieces under the other party's eyes. What was even more terrifying was that even his soul that had left his body could not escape from this powerful pressure and fell to the ground with a bang.
There was no blood on the ground, not even a trace. The other party's death was like an illusion. If it weren't for the smell of blood lingering in the void, no one would have believed that a mid-generation God King had died like this.
"senior."
Almost at the moment of his death, Lv Wenran quickly stepped forward, bowed deeply to Feng Qingyang, raised his head to reveal his awe-filled face, and said, "I am willing to follow you, Senior."
Sima Guang was shocked. Although he was mentally prepared for Lu Wenran's decision, he was still shocked when he heard such words coming out of the mouth of a mid-stage God King. However, when the other party said it, he seemed to have an epiphany in his heart.
"As long as I can become strong, what's the harm in following him? What's more, the other party is a man who values friendship and loyalty. There is absolutely no harm in following him." Thinking of this, Sima Guang gave Sima Kun a look. The two brothers were of the same mind, and the other party naturally understood Sima Guang's look.
They looked at each other, then stood on the left and right of Lu Wenran and bowed with their fists clasped, their faces showing awe and respect, and said: "We are willing to follow you, senior, and hope you will grant us your wish."
As soon as these words were spoken, a huge storm was set off in the crowd. Tens of thousands of ancient gods looked at the three God Kings in shock. They were not only God Kings, but also the best among God Kings. But now they all submitted to Feng Qingyang. This bow with fists clasped was not only respectful, but more importantly, it was also an attitude, an attitude of commendation from the God Kings.
Feng Qingyang looked at the two brothers Lu Wenran and Sima Guang with some surprise. It was obviously impossible for him not to be surprised. After all, the other party was not a cabbage on the roadside, but a genuine mid-stage God King.
What's more, their following is completely different from surrendering to him, which means that they have to abandon their current identities and become his subordinate God Kings.
"Why do you do this?" Feng Qingyang asked after a while, then looked at them deeply. There was a gleam of brilliance in his eyes, like the dazzling sun, which made the other party tremble in their hearts. They felt like a little transparent, and everything was exposed to the other party's eyes without reservation.
Lu Wenran was the first to come back to his senses. He took a deep breath, clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "Because I want to break through to a higher realm. If I don't follow you, even if I exhaust all my potential in this life, I can only stop here and watch the end of my life come. In the end, I will turn into a piece of yellow earth and start over again."
“We too… We too…” Sima Guang heard Lv Wenran say this and also spoke out, as if he was afraid of being overshadowed by the other party. Sima Kun, who did not have time to speak, nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice.
"The fact that we were able to break through to the level of God King has exhausted all our potential. In fact, our path to continued cultivation has been cut off. But I see hope in you." Lu Wenran's eyes flashed with determination. He spoke the truth without hiding anything.
Feng Qingyang smiled lightly, but did not sneer at them. Instead, he showed a hint of admiration. There is a sequence in learning, and everyone has their own specialization. The wisest ones are the teachers. Although he is young, he is indeed ahead of them in terms of potential. These people are particularly aware of the times.
"Are you so sure? Aren't you afraid of being disappointed in the end? What if I'm not the person you imagined? Then you will be at a disadvantage in the end."
"No, I believe you. Even if I cannot break through in the end, it can only be because I have exhausted my own potential." Lu Wenran continued, his tone firm and without the slightest pause. It seemed as if this sentence had been carefully thought out, and there was a feeling of leaving no room for maneuver when it came out of his mouth.