After some refusal, Ling Xiao and others finally put it away. After all, this thing was a golden medal of immunity from death, which could protect them from life and death.
After a while, Feng Qingyang said goodbye to everyone, hugged the Ninth Princess, turned over and jumped onto Xiaohuo. Kong Xuan turned into a mixed-feather bird as usual, but this time he was not lucky enough to stand on Feng Qingyang's shoulder. Instead, he stood depressedly on top of Xiaohuo's head, teasing him with his sharp claws from time to time.
"Do you really want to kill him?" The Ninth Princess asked softly. She did not ask Feng Qingyang why he had to risk making the world his enemy to kill Ji Haochen, but she knew in her heart that he would not do so if he had not to. They had not been in contact for a long time, and during this time, the Ninth Princess and Feng Qingyang were making up for the gap in their relationship.
The two were deeply in love. A small fire flew across the void, and clouds floated around them. Feng Qingyang was filled with passion and hugged the Ninth Princess, kissing her passionately. The latter's face turned red, and she was unable to resist Feng Qingyang's force, so she could only roll her eyes in response.
Their tongues entangled with each other, right in the sky. Kong Xuan's face was depressed, and Xiaohuo was confused, but it was always carrying out Feng Qingyang's orders, which was to cross several major cities and rush to the Jiuli Imperial Capital.
A kiss sealed the love, and they only regretted that it wasn't forever. After a long time, the two separated from the deep kiss. Perhaps they kissed for too long, so that when their lips parted, a crystal clear thread was left in the void. The Ninth Princess's pretty face was flushed, and she was gorgeous, releasing infinite charm, especially when she saw the thread connecting their lips, she threw herself directly into Feng Qingyang's arms and pinched him hard, revealing her fierce nature.
Feng Qingyang's eyebrows were wrinkled, but his eyes revealed an unprecedented happiness. He hadn't laughed like this for countless years. The strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive. Today, he can finally dominate the heavens and the world and be omnipotent.
In fact, he encountered countless crises along the way, but he managed to get through them all safely in the end. All this was only because of the powerful aura emanating from his body. Even if he encountered the army of the Demon Realm, the other side would retreat thousands of feet away. The Lord of Gods and the Lord of Demons belong to a watershed, just like the difference between heaven and earth.
Feng Qingyang also understood that perhaps this was an unwritten rule, or a destiny, that caused the God to leave this range and exist in another world.
The Ninth Princess leaned her head on Feng Qingyang's shoulder, feeling complicated. To be honest, this was her unrequited love. She fell in love with Feng Qingyang at first sight and gave him everything. Now, she finally got a response. She originally thought that Feng Qingyang had no feelings for her, but now... all this happened as if in a dream, making her doubt its authenticity. She was afraid that this was just a dream, and when she woke up, everything would disappear.
"I will not leave you, and I will not abandon you." Just as she was thinking this, Feng Qingyang's gentle voice suddenly came to her ears. He was like an omniscient prophet. Feng Qingyang could clearly feel other people's inner thoughts. They were in tune with each other and had a mutual understanding.
The Ninth Princess was moved and stretched out her hands to hug Feng Qingyang tightly. Although the journey was very boring, she felt that as long as Feng Qingyang was by her side, she would be extremely happy. When she took off her armor, she realized that she was just a girl after all.
Feng Qingyang sighed, love welling up in his heart. He reached out and lifted her long hair that was messed up by the wind, and looked at her affectionately. The two of them looked into each other's eyes. Even though they had had physical contact before, when they looked at each other this time, the Ninth Princess still blushed and lowered her head.
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Time passed slowly. A month later, Feng Qingyang crossed several major cities and came to Jiuli Imperial Capital. It was his second time here. The last time he came here with untold hardships, but this time he came to the main city without any obstacles. Here, he had one last wish, which was to bring Zhu Xuezhu back to his side and kill Ji Haochen.
The Jiuli Imperial Capital is incomparably huge, with the sea of clouds and luck constantly rolling. Although the great war in the Supreme God Realm will affect the luck, the impact is minimal, and the golden body sitting on it is still enjoying the blessings of the God Emperor, especially when he came to the imperial capital, the feeling became even stronger.
The Jiuli Imperial Capital is in the shape of a circle, spreading out in all directions. The area within the city is almost comparable to a small world. There are countless powerful beings, countless god kings, and even god monarchs appear from time to time. This is the central place of the supreme divine world, controlling the heavens and making vassal states bow down to it.
At the forefront of the sea of luck and clouds, there was a huge golden body, emanating supreme pressure. Even though Feng Qingyang had now broken through the state of selflessness, he could still feel the oppressive feeling coming towards him. Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered, and after feeling the powerful pressure, he suddenly realized that he was still some distance away from the God Emperor.
The previous breakthrough made him vaguely proud. He could defeat the God Sovereign when he was at the level of God King, and now that he has broken through the level of God Sovereign, he thinks he can probably compete with the God Emperor. But now it seems that the gap between him and him is still not small. If he had not felt this pressure, he probably would not have fully understood it.
At that moment, he felt a lot in his heart and stood still, as if he was in a deep state of meditation. The Ninth Princess saw through his state at a glance, and then she stayed close to him to protect him, and Xiaohuo and Kong Xuan did the same.
Their arrival was like a drop in the ocean, no one paid any attention to them, but when they saw Xiaohuo and Kong Xuan, a hint of memory flashed across their faces, as if they had seen them somewhere before.
Feng Qingyang's time in meditation was not too long. He woke up completely after a day, with a long breath. There was no obvious change from before. However, the Ninth Princess beside him knew very well that Feng Qingyang's realm had improved again.
Is this the person whose talent surpasses that of the Son of Myth? He is making progress all the time. With just one sudden realization, he can surpass a realm that countless people cannot break through in their entire lives. This really makes those sons of genius ashamed.
Feng Qingyang looked at the people around him. Although he was in the process of enlightenment before, he could see clearly what was happening around him. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly looked up at the sea of clouds and luck in the sky.
In addition to the countless golden bodies that appeared on the sea of clouds, there were also powerful dragons surrounding them, constantly swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, shaping it into a misty fairyland.
"Is that Ji Haochen?" Feng Qingyang asked in a serious tone.
The Ninth Princess looked in the direction of the voice and then nodded.
At this moment, something strange happened. Feng Qingyang, who had been calm and composed, suddenly jumped up. Two golden lights shot out from his eyes and went straight towards the golden body.