Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's whole body trembled, and he flew up on the spot with a whoosh. When he looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly shrank and cold sweat broke out.
The sea of clouds above was churning, and a strong sense of oppression came, causing Feng Qingyang to shake and almost fall down. As the clouds rose and fell, the sea of clouds suddenly turned into a human face.
It was unknown how big it was, with coldness visible between its brows. When its lips moved, lightning flashed, and violent storms came in an instant, as if its words were followed by laws of nature.
The terrifying pressure spread across the sky and made the earth below tremble, as if it was about to sink or float under this pressure. The bones all over the ground were buzzing and trembling, ghosts were crying, and even the wronged souls who had been dead for who knows how many years began to scream.
However, at the same moment, the world here suddenly shook, and five different auras rushed up into the sky from five directions, and finally condensed into one, confronting the faces in the world.
For a moment, the pressure was overwhelming. Zhang Hanfei was trembling all over and unable to speak. In that powerful feeling of oppression, he was like a small boat in the sea, which could capsize and be destroyed at any time under the might of heaven.
Finally, the face turned its gaze to Feng Qingyang.
At that moment, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, roars came from his body, and countless black lights flashed, slowing down the invasion of pressure. He clenched his teeth and didn't even utter a cold snort.
However, at this moment, he felt that his cultivation was actually solidifying rapidly, and the originally shaky foundation was rapidly solidifying at this moment.
Since entering the secret realm, he has been making rapid breakthroughs. Although his own magic power is strong, it is still somewhat unstable. This is the consequence of breaking through too quickly.
If this continues, or if this unstable factor is not firmly established, I am afraid that we will encounter an unprecedented bottleneck in the future.
Now was the moment for him to lay a solid foundation, and it wasn't just intentional, the pressure would always make him feel intentional.
There was a rumbling sound inside his body, as if it was being tempered. The magic power surging in his meridians decreased instantly, as if it was compressed, but it was purer than before, as if the impurities had been refined out.
The Qi Hai was also shrinking rapidly, but its weight had more than doubled.
The 2.99 million pounds of strength he originally possessed was also refined at this moment. If his strength was too dispersed before, then at this moment it was condensed and he could burst out with all his strength with any random punch.
Feng Qingyang closed his eyes and stood in the void. His position was exactly at the center of the collision of the pressures from both sides, like a whirlpool, and he was the stabilizer in the whirlpool. No matter how turbulent the outside world was, he was as steady as a rock.
Two powerful forces collided across the sky, but Feng Qingyang turned a disaster into a blessing, and quickly consolidated his cultivation. Although it was painful, it was a great opportunity.
After a while, the majesty dissipated, the face of the sky exploded with a bang, and the aura coming from five directions also disintegrated in an instant and ceased to exist.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Five sounds of breaking through the air were heard. Feng Qingyang's eyes blurred and he suddenly woke up from his previous state of meditation. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the patriarchs of the five major tribes.
But they looked serious and frowned, looking at the other side of the dangerous mountain range, as if they were thinking about something. After a moment of silence, they all said, "It is indeed the Great Witch God. Has he begun to revive?"
"Chief, I saw the Tiansang butterfly before." Zhang Hanfei also came to the void at this moment and said in a trembling voice. His face was pale, as if he had been greatly frightened by the previous pressure.
"Tian Sang Butterfly?" Several clan leaders exclaimed at the same time, with surprise on their faces. If you look closely, you will definitely find a hint of fear and trembling deep in their pupils.
After a long silence, everyone came back to their senses, but they all looked heavy-hearted and worried. No one knew what they were thinking.
“Tian Sang Butterfly, since the Tian Sang Butterfly has appeared, it seems... we won’t live long...” In an instant, a feeling of desolation flashed through everyone’s hearts, even Feng Qingyang felt a strong bitterness at this moment.
"Tian Sang appeared, all living things perished... the world was shattered..." At this moment, the Shuizhen clan leader suddenly shed two turbid tears.
"Dear clan leaders, who exactly is the so-called Great Witch God? Was the aura before really him? If so, what were the five auras that appeared afterwards?" Feng Qingyang asked doubtfully.
"The Great Witch God is the first-generation ancestor of the Celestial Clan, also known as Old Witch. He is a powerful man who knows everything about heaven and earth and can turn rivers and seas upside down. It is because of him that our ancestors fell. If our ancestors were still alive, how could we have suffered such hardships." Shui Tian shook his head and sighed.
"But weren't the five auras before them your ancestors?" Feng Qingyang was speechless, wondering if these old guys had been confused.
Hearing this, Shui Tian looked at everyone and finally sighed, "That is a magic weapon, something worn by our ancestors, which is there to suppress this seal, and inside the seal is the head of Wu Lao! But..."
At this point, his face became extremely ugly again as he said, "It's just that the seal is dissipating day by day, and it is covered with cracks. It seems that it will collapse at any time. I guess it is the collapse of the seal that has awakened the Great Witch God ahead of time."
"What!" Feng Qingyang was shocked, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. It was a picture of a battle between powerful beings. The ancestors of the five major tribes finally cut off the head of the Great Witch God at the cost of their lives and suppressed it. The people of the Great Witch Clan then retreated back to the outside of the dangerous mountains.
"It's really a headache..." He rubbed his forehead helplessly. If the opponent's super power has awakened, wouldn't he be courting death if he went over there
"If that's the case, we can only defend with all our strength. I don't think it's any use talking about attacking..." Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, then turned around and looked at everyone and said, "Take me to the sealed place. If the seal can be reinforced, and then combined with our strength, we can probably defeat the awakened Great Witch God."
"You know the art of formation?" Upon hearing this, several clan leaders looked at Feng Qingyang in great surprise, their eyes burning with desire, and clan leader Tuzhen looked at him without hiding the naked desire in his eyes.
Feng Qingyang snorted in his heart, and was secretly cautious, but he still said: "Yes, I know a little bit about the art of formation. When I was training before, I was lucky enough to find an ancient cave, and it was from there that I learned a little bit of the art of formation."
He is not a fool. In this treacherous world of cultivation, he deeply understands the truth that a common man is innocent but a man in possession of a treasure is guilty. Wealth should not be shown to others, otherwise it will surely bring about fatal disaster, just like the current Tuzhen clan leader.
"Brother, I feel relieved. Let's take you to the sealed place now..." Shui Tian said anxiously, then looked at Zhang Hanfei on the side and said, "Han Fei, you lead the people of the tribe to set up a defense line here. Remember not to mess around!"
"Little brother, follow me!"