Feng Qingyang let out a low shout, and without waiting for everyone to react, he took the lead and took off into the air, flying towards the Qixuan Sect's sphere of influence with a whoosh.
After saying that, Tong Hai didn't waste any more words. He led the five hundred black-armored soldiers behind him to fly into the sky and fly towards the sky in a mighty manner.
Below, endless mountains rose and fell, with spots of light flashing from time to time. Those were the sect hall and various mansions of the Qixuan Sect.
Looking down from the sky, the scenery is quite magnificent. The Qixuan Sect is surrounded by the fog of the eighth level of the sky. If it were to erupt, I am afraid that the sect would be swallowed up in an instant.
Little did they know that their behavior was unprecedented in the world of cultivation, and ordinary sects and holy places would never allow such a phenomenon.
However, Feng Qingyang relied on his own strength and the forces behind him to force his way in. This time, he flew over the sky above the Qixuan Sect and slapped them in the face in a blatant manner.
Qixuan Sect…
In a secret room, there were seven old men sitting cross-legged. They had white hair and beards and looked like immortals. One of them was the old man who had reached the half-step golden elixir stage and had appeared at the mountain gate before.
"Old Three, what do you think?"
After a long silence, one of the old men spoke. His voice was sonorous and powerful, and he did not look old at all. On the contrary, he seemed quite energetic.
"This boy is not simple, he is beyond the zombies I know, and he is cunning. Don't be fooled by his bold moves before, he is actually gambling!"
"Oh? What's the bet?"
Hearing this, the other old men in the secret room opened their eyes, and strange lights flashed in their eyes. They all looked at the old man who had left earlier.
"Third brother, tell us the origin of this zombie!"
"It is said that he came from the Death Mountains, and was hunted down by the people of Maoshan..." Then, he told him everything he knew.
Qixuan Sect, as the name suggests, must have seven extremely powerful beings within it, but there is only one person in charge, and that is the third elder. He is in charge of the daily affairs of the sect, while the others are all in seclusion.
Now they are all half-step golden elixir, and only one step away from breaking through to the golden elixir realm of all-time great powers. Therefore, they have been in seclusion for many years in order to break through to that realm.
After listening to the third brother's story, they all showed expressions of shock and interest.
"In a short period of time, he became famous in the cultivation world. He killed two thousand disciples with a lost formation and defeated Lu Xun, the number one person in Taixuan..."
"With such a record and consequences, how could there be no other sects to exterminate them?"
Hearing this, the third elder was silent for a while, shook his head and sighed, saying: "It is said that the leaders of the ten major sects all set out, but were blocked by a terrifying existence halfway."
"The one who blocked our way was an old ancestor of the Ghost King Sect—an eternal giant who had reached the Nascent Soul stage. It is said that he had even surpassed the Nascent Soul stage!"
"What?" The remaining few old men who were sitting cross-legged on the ground gasped and looked at him in disbelief.
"Nascent Soul? Isn't it said that Nascent Soul masters shouldn't attack easily?"
"Yes, this is the doubtful point, which is why the ten great righteous sects have not yet taken action to eliminate him..."
After saying that, the secret room fell into silence.
"I'm afraid that the world of cultivation is about to be in turmoil." The old man who spoke first said in a deep voice.
"Pass on my order. Starting tomorrow, the sect will be closed for a hundred years. No one is allowed to open the mountains within a hundred years!"
"Brother..."
"No need to say more. If you want my Qixuan Sect to continue to exist, then do as I say..."
The night was long, and cold wind blew from the sky from time to time. Feng Qingyang's red hair danced in the wind, and the wound on his chest had begun to close.
Fortunately, the arrow of light that pierced his body had no additional properties, so he was able to heal his wounds with exceptional ease. It was already late at night, and the 'Taiyin Sutra' was running frantically, absorbing the moonlight from the sky above his head like a whale.
Behind him, five hundred black-armored soldiers followed in a mighty procession. However, their eyes changed again at this moment. There was a look of awe in them, a look of even admiration for the strong man.
That was about the strong, about power, especially the last moment when Feng Qingyang fought with the middle-aged man. The momentum of facing death with indifference, moving forward courageously, and being unstoppable deeply shocked their hearts.
"Red Devil... Is this you?" Afterwards, Tong Hai looked at his back indifferently. Although the hideousness in the sky and earth was terrifying, there was also a touch of desolation in it.
That was loneliness, that was uneasiness! That was the persistence to certain things, the persistence that would last until death. Only then did he deeply understand why Hui and Qian Duoduo loved him so deeply!
This is a man who dares to challenge the world. Maybe he is just a joke in the eyes of others, but he firmly believes that one day he will stand at the top.
Standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, one person's achievements will be forgotten forever.
Under the moonlight, a group of people sped quickly in the air without making any sound. Each of them had his own thoughts, but the same thing was that the last scene of Feng Qingyang appeared in their minds.
call…
A whirring sound came to his ears and Feng Qingyang came to his senses. It turned out that it was already late at night. The waning moon in the sky had long been covered by thick dark clouds. It was so dark inside that it seemed to be pressing down on the ground.
Soon, heavy snow began to fall.
It's midwinter, the weather is freezing cold!
He opened his palms and caught a piece of heavy snow that was falling beside him.
The chill of the heavy snow suddenly calmed his heart, and he seemed to have forgotten his wounds. He suddenly stopped in mid-air, looking at the goose feather in the palm of his hand, watching it gradually melt into water, and then quietly flow through his fingernails.
"My world is only blood and snow, there is no warmth..." He murmured softly, but the five hundred black-armored soldiers and Tong Hai behind him were shocked.
He looked up at the night sky and saw a bright light flashing under the endless black clouds. It was snow!
"I yearn for light and warmth, but I can only live in darkness and coldness..."
Boom! His aura suddenly changed, and an extremely bleak and angry aura suddenly rose up.
"I yearn for the human heart, but it is full of deception and traps..."
"If I can only live in darkness, then I am the eternal night. Where I am, there is no light and warmth..."
"Because he will cover up all the darkness in the light and freeze the remaining trace of cold-bloodedness!"
Boom…
As soon as he finished speaking, the clouds above suddenly dispersed, and the heavy snow that was originally falling slowly disappeared in an instant, as if everything before was just an illusion.
Above the endless sky, a waning moon hangs high, and moonlight spreads all over the earth. Suddenly, the entire night sky is bathed in this silver light.
"Where I am... there is no light!"
"And I can only survive in the dark winter night, freezing everything!"
(Brothers, I am risking my life and having a big explosion, please support me!)