The core place of origin!
This place can protect Zhu Xuezhu's body from decaying!
Feng Qingyang gently placed the huge coffin behind him on the ground. The Ninth Princess and Chu Lingxi stood silently by his side. Xiao Huo looked around vigilantly, his hair standing on end and the power of immortality flowing, looking extremely terrifying.
Feng Qingyang leaned over and looked at Xiaozhu lying quietly in the coffin, looking at the crystal tears on her eyelashes that had not yet completely cooled. His expression was extremely gentle, and the pity that emanated from his body was moving. He gently wiped away her tears, and the condensed tear did not fall, but adhered to his finger, crystal clear, like crystal.
He slowly raised his fingers to his lips, feeling the warmth of his tears. The strong attachment contained in them turned into deep sorrow, which was bitter, salty, and astringent. However, after it merged into his heart, he felt the sweetness. This taste was beyond words. Feng Qingyang stared at Zhu Xuezhu for a long time.
It seemed that he had never stared at each other like this before. Time passed slowly, and several days passed in an instant. He did not care about the time, but kept looking at Zhu Xuezhu sleeping in the coffin, as if he wanted to stare at her forever. Thinking back on every little detail with Zhu Xuezhu, he was also filled with sadness.
The two of them never had a sweet time together. Even if they did, it was as short as a flash in the pan. The only good time was in the spirit world. However, that time did not last long before Ji Haochen broke through the sky and abducted her. When he went through untold hardships, broke the barriers of the world and walked out of the cave world, found and woke her up again, tragedy happened again. This time, just like that year, she fell into a deep sleep again, and it was a very deep "sleep!"
Staring like this, the Ninth Princess and Chu Lingxi did not disturb the tenderness at this moment, but stood firmly at the front line with Xiaohuo to protect him. Feng Qingyang's heart slowly calmed down, and suddenly he closed his eyes. It was only for a short moment, and when he opened them again, he was instantly determined.
After opening the coffin lid, Feng Qingyang moved his lips forward and kissed her forehead gently. Then he moved his lips to her ear and whispered something that only they could hear. After a while, he flicked his sleeves and the coffin lid closed again. And at the moment of closing, it disappeared and turned into a transparent place. Only Feng Qingyang was sitting cross-legged there.
The void in the distance began to flicker. The collision of the two halos was due to the extreme filling of the divine way and the demonic way. The two intersected and rotated in yin and yang. They clearly had different paths, but there was a faint commonality between the opposites. It looked very mysterious. The two forces were evenly matched in terms of rules and magic power. If there was no forcible destruction by a third force, I am afraid that this evenly matched situation would continue for a very long time.
Feng Qingyang stared at the core of the origin. He had to snatch it away and bury Zhu Xuezhu's body in it. Only in this way could he revive her soul, because this origin was the origin of the world and the beginning of the supreme divine realm. It was also the place where the Taoist ancestor taught the law back then. There was an ultimate rule of life there, and one could even change one's fate.
In silence, he raised his left hand, and immediately a golden light flashed. An ancient door of time and space appeared in his hand. This door was a little different from when he first received it. The originally pale portal turned into light gold at this time, and the rules and runes on it appeared more mysterious and complex. It was now the size of a palm, and the momentum was not strong, but it revealed a strong power of time and space.
"Spirit of Space and Time, since you have truly submitted to me, you will naturally do things for me. This is a very serious matter. If you dare to plot against me, I will definitely not let you off easily." Feng Qingyang stared at the Space and Time Gate spinning in his palm, his expression slightly hesitant, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and spit out a flame that was neither gold nor white. This fire had the power of the Phoenix's rebirth from the ashes, and also the rebellious way of the Corpse King's bloodline. This was to defy fate and change one's destiny. After this flame appeared, it enveloped the Space and Time Gate and burned fiercely. ,
Feng Qingyang watched deeply, and a trace of his soul entered the Gate of Time and Space as the flames burned. He watched the mysterious law of life envelop the soul of the Gate of Time and Space. After a long time, he took back his soul and then sat there motionless. During this time, more than half a year had passed.
Over the past six months, the battle between the God Realm and the Demon Realm has almost reached a fever pitch. There is not an inch of pure land in the entire Supreme God Realm. Countless powerful beings have perished in the tragic scene. Even all of Feng Qingyang's old acquaintances in the circular area have died, except for Ling Xiao and Ling Yun. If this is the case for the Supreme God Realm, the Demon Realm is not doing so well either.
The Supreme God Realm also has a powerful coalition. After the space barrier was broken, they organized countless counterattacks that were detrimental to both sides. Each time, rivers of blood flowed, countless people were killed and injured, and the blood flowed so much that it rained blood from the sky for a long time.
Feng Qingyang sat there. Chu Lingxi and the others did not want to disturb him. He did not move at all, not even to breathe. He just sat there dead, as if he had lost his life and turned into an immortal statue. Little did he know that drastic changes were taking place in his body at this moment. The power of immortality and godhood began to merge strongly during this meditation, and all this happened under the control of the Corpse King's bloodline.
After the two different paths merged, they turned into a very light gray. That trace of gray magic power was very heavy, so much so that after his whole body's magic power was completely transformed into gray, it was reduced by half, as if it had been specially tempered. Although it was reduced, its power was much stronger.
The power was circulating inside the body and was about to complete a big cycle. But now, it was only at the edge of a big cycle. Feng Qingyang did not think about anything in the outside world. He seemed to have forgotten that he had to fight for the core land of the origin and Kong Xuan's warning that it would only last for one year. Under the protection of the Ninth Princess Chu Lingxi, no one had been able to enter here for more than half a year.
The Supreme God Realm and the Demon Realm were almost broken, and even the imperial capital was destroyed, but this place became a pure land. It was not that it had not been discovered, but even if it was discovered, no one dared to come here.
One day, Feng Qingyang, who had been meditating for more than half a year, suddenly opened his eyes. The moment his eyes opened, a ray of light flashed across his gaze, and at this moment, an exceptionally heavy aura emanated from his body. Countless phantoms appeared in the sky and earth, layer upon layer.