As it was swallowed, my mind was suddenly filled with roars.
The invisible palm turned into a little black man at this moment. He sat cross-legged on Feng Qingyang's soul. Although his body was small, he looked quite delicate.
Strange powers, with him as the source, kept spreading, competing with the devouring power of the corpse king's bloodline.
The devouring force that was originally pressing forward step by step suddenly became weak after sensing the strange aura emitted by the villain. It did not dare to act rashly anymore and just surrounded the villain, neither advancing nor retreating.
The suspension of the Corpse King's bloodline caused his body to stop directly at the edge of the second step, and he was almost about to retreat. This made the Holy Prince and others who were watching the light curtain secretly sweat.
"I don't know who you are, but if you want to harm me, you won't get any good results." Feng Qingyang murmured to himself and closed his eyes. In an instant, purple light emanated from his body.
It was no longer black, but dark purple, a strange dark purple. At the same time, the little man (a smaller version of himself) sitting cross-legged in his dantian qi sea suddenly opened his eyes.
With a whoosh, he suddenly appeared at the edge of his soul, looking at the little black man who was still sitting cross-legged with his palms facing up, with a strange look in his eyes.
He couldn't feel that kind of aura before, but now he can feel it deeply. He appeared as his own zombie at this time and understood it instantly.
It turned out that the black little man was also a Nascent Soul, but it was just a little more advanced than a Nascent Soul. It was the Dao Infant of a strong man in the Dao Realm, a strong man in the Dao Realm who had once comprehended the laws of heaven. No wonder the Corpse King bloodline did not dare to step forward at this time.
Although he is strong, his cultivation is limited after all. Unless he can break through again, only then can the Corpse King's bloodline devour and suppress him.
But, unfortunately, he had just broken through the Purple Zombie realm, and he had already reached a bottleneck in the next realm. His internal energy had been almost exhausted, and it might not be so easy for him to break through again.
Therefore, this time, he had no choice but to send out the zombie to see what the little man gathered in his soul was going to do.
His body was motionless, but the other cultivators of the Three Thousand Cultivation Stars were moving. The Holy Son known as the Ancient Star of Mars had already stepped onto the third level. Obviously, the test here was different.
"Who are you?" He took a step forward, and the power of the zombie baby suddenly appeared. At this moment, a piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind.
"A god, born out of thin air, coming from nowhere, devouring souls to live, immortal." These few short words instantly filled his head.
Feng Qingyang was stunned and murmured a word of transformation. As if he had heard his call, the little man sitting cross-legged suddenly moved, and a gray force rippled out from his body, instantly turning into a layer of light curtain, surrounding his soul.
At the same time, a strong feeling of repulsion came, Feng Qingyang was struck by lightning, and the purple little man who was originally on the edge of his soul suddenly shook all over.
The originally full luster dimmed a little in an instant, and returned to the Dantian Qi Sea with a whoosh. At that moment, a seal suddenly appeared around his soul.
He opened his eyes and found himself still standing on the second-floor platform. Before he could react, the third wave of restraining force came.
At that moment, his eyes blurred and he felt a phantom flash by. He suddenly felt as if he was in a cloud and fog, as if he had traveled through countless worlds.
Looking back again, I found myself standing on a cliff. One step forward would open up a vast ocean and sky, but one step back would bring me to pieces.
His eyes were blurred and he was about to take a step forward reflexively. However, the moment he raised his foot, he didn't know that countless people outside the light curtain immediately locked their eyes on him.
In their eyes, Feng Qingyang at this moment, with his back to the stairs above and his front facing the bottom of the stairs, had already raised his foot, as if he was about to take a step down.
"Qingyang... hold on!" At this moment, the Holy Princes on the Cultivation Star were staring at the light curtain. They could clearly see that Feng Qingyang was struggling to hold on.
His whole body was trembling, and he raised his foot, stepped forward and then retracted it, as if he was enduring some unusual torture.
But that was the fact. At this moment, his body didn't want to step out, but in his vision, if he didn't step out, he would be smashed to pieces.
He knew it was just an illusion, but it was too real, so real that he couldn't help but look at it. Once he looked, he could find that it was so realistic.
He wanted to take a step forward, but his heart told him that if he took a step forward, he would die.
Now, if you want to succeed, you have to face the abyss in your illusion calmly and muster up the courage to go towards the abyss. Then you will succeed. But if you go towards a place where you think it is safe, you will definitely fail.
"No, how can I be afraid!"
He was trembling slightly in his heart. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Instead of moving forward, he suddenly took a step backward. When he felt as if he was walking on flat ground under his feet, he smiled knowingly.
Outside, everyone saw him, who was about to step down, suddenly turn around and step onto the third step at an incredible angle in an instant.
It was not until this moment that Feng Qingyang was considered to have completely passed the second level, but strangely, the black man in his soul was still there.
Now that he was safe, he immediately sank into his mind. The purple little man in his dantian qi sea suddenly appeared on the edge of his soul. Looking at the soul wrapped in black light, Feng Qingyang was helpless.
It was like his thoughts were being controlled but he was powerless to do anything about it. How unlucky it was. Moreover, he remembered deeply the harm done by this black man.
"Hua Shen, are you going to devour my soul? Do you know that I am a human soul?" At this moment, he suddenly opened his mind, and countless memories and images from the deepest part of his soul poured out, instantly drowning the black man.
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky and earth. Perhaps others did not hear it, but the sound was real in his ears.
That was the shouting of the God of Transformation. A strong roar was heard, and he was devouring Feng Qingyang's memories and the scenes that he could not let go of in big mouthfuls.
"Devour me!" Feng Qingyang was angry. Even though he was no match for him now, he was really angry. The anger instantly emerged from his soul, controlling him to make the final resistance.
There was no change in his body, but the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes. Just as his soul began to madly overwhelm the black man, the statues on both sides of the arch suddenly opened their eyes.
Upon seeing this scene, the cultivators from the three thousand Xiuzhen stars all looked towards the statue, and saw the light shining in the sky, and it looked vivid, as if it had really woken up.
"Is that... the people from the ancient times about to wake up?"