With one punch, three worlds are created directly.
Boom!
With bursts of loud roars, the beast statue on the second section of the stone pillar suddenly exploded. After the statue exploded, the power of the reincarnation rules that originally enveloped this section of the void disappeared in an instant.
Almost at the same time of disappearing, the cultivation level and realm that had been reversed turned into a whirlwind in an instant, whistling around Feng Qingyang.
It was like a dream. When the storm disappeared, his lost cultivation was restored as if it was an illusion. The miraculous rules of reincarnation amazed everyone from all directions.
Seeing this scene, Feng Qingyang finally showed a long-lost smile on his face. As early as when he stepped onto the first platform, his cultivation level began to decline.
In the beginning, he also panicked. The disappearance of his cultivation was like a tiger having its teeth and claws pulled out. Without his cultivation, how could he gain a foothold in the spiritual world
But in the end, he suddenly realized that he was a zombie, and even the descendant of the zombie king. Besides, he had never heard of zombies dying of old age.
So at the last moment, he went crazy. If he failed, he would die here. Maybe it was luck that he won the bet, and he also discovered something special.
His realm fell, but there was no change in his body. Even the fused zombie infant did not separate from his original body. Apart from the Green Lotus of Creation, there was no degraded ocean within the Seven Seas.
It is precisely because of this that he dares to break through and take a step forward. The reincarnation rules that shroud the void may be true, but more often they are false.
How could such a heaven-defying rule appear in the human world so easily? Even among the three thousand heavenly ways, there was no avenue related to the rules of reincarnation.
I'm afraid it has long been wiped out by the will of heaven.
As the second stone pillar collapsed, the white mist below became crazy again, and the shouting in his ears became louder and louder, as if someone was constantly telling him something.
He shook his head and put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind. After his cultivation was fully restored, he continued to move forward. The feeling of losing and regaining, as well as the extremely real feeling of weakness before, made him feel the strength of his body more comfortable than ever before.
"Huzi, what on earth did he go through in the chains?"
On the cliff, when Feng Qingyang recovered, Jiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face returned to its original indifference. Under this indifference, he picked up the tiger and started to brush it again.
Hearing this, Hu Zi's face froze, but a hint of joy appeared in the depths of his pupils. He looked particularly affectionate, and then he took out another thigh, threw it to Jiu Qiu, and began to eat it voraciously.
"How should I know? Master Tiger was scared to death before. It would be a pity if he died like this. If this person were our junior brother, it would definitely be a lot of fun."
Hu Zi spoke incoherently, with his mouth full of golden oil. This scene made everyone feel ashamed, but Hu Zi's image was indeed consistent with such rough behavior.
"Next time my senior brother comes out of retreat, I will definitely tie him up and see if I can learn the information about the third heavenly law. However, now the stone pillar has been destroyed by my junior brother-in-law, so I'm afraid no one will know it from now on."
Jiuqiu smiled slightly. The eldest disciple Qian Shangli had been in seclusion for many years, and was like a dragon that was hard to find. Even he had only seen him a few times. Despite this, the relationship between them was extremely deep.
Perhaps, this is why there are so few people in the Ninth Heaven Palace.
Half a day passed again. After the second section of the stone pillar was destroyed, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared in an instant, revealing the long-lost moonlight. The moonlight was slightly cool, and wisps of light were sprinkled on the earth.
It had been three days since he stepped onto this iron chain, almost one day for each section. Although it was at night, Feng Qingyang's back was even clearer.
Perhaps the storm has subsided, or perhaps all the dark rules are no longer able to do anything to him.
The black hair and white shirt seemed to be melting into the long night. Many monks did not meditate but stood in all directions with high spirits.
In their eyes, there is only one person, and that is Feng Qingyang on the iron chains.
"Is this the last part?"
Behind the crowd, Xuan Chen spoke softly, his eyes turning to look at Chunyang who was staring at Feng Qingyang beside him, and Lei Ling who was at the back and did not dare to move forward.
There was a flash of nostalgia and madness in his eyes, and he seemed to have made a decision. But almost at the moment when he had the intention to kill, Jiu Qiu, who was originally calm and composed, turned around in an instant.
His eyes moved and instantly locked onto Xuan Chen behind the crowd. There was no concealment in his eyes, and murderous intent instantly appeared. He secretly warned Xuan Chen that if he dared to act rashly, he would be killed instantly.
The night is drifting and I sigh under the moon.
There are three iron chains that run through heaven and earth, but only the third one leads to the highest level, the Nine-Layered Heavenly Palace. At this time, Feng Qingyang has already reached two-thirds of its formation.
His back began to blur in everyone's eyes. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't even find his shadow.
He didn't know what would happen to this last section of chain, nor did he want to know. Since there would be a crisis, he might as well face it calmly.
Thinking of this, my heart became more peaceful. The moon set and the sun rose. When the dawn of the third day arrived, Feng Qingyang's figure was no longer on the iron chain.
At this moment, he has already gone deep into the clouds. Only those who are in the middle stage of Dao Transformation Realm or above can vaguely see the sound and shadow of his slow footsteps.
"How is he now?"
Everyone was puzzled and puzzled. Although they were now completely out of sight, no one had left, and they seemed to be still immersed in this tense atmosphere.
At this moment, the big drum that was originally unoperated suddenly vibrated. With it as the center, a golden light spread across the sky and earth. In an instant, the sea of clouds rolled, and Feng Qingyang's figure appeared in it.
At the end of the chain is the third stone pillar, which is also the other side of the City of Sin. There is a teleportation array there. As long as he passes through it, he can be teleported to the Nine Heavens Palace in the City of Sin.
"What will I encounter here?"
Feng Qingyang murmured, the night was peaceful and there was not a single unexpected event. But just as this thought came to his mind, a breath appeared in front of him, a breath that made his soul tremble.
As soon as he took a step, his body trembled and he looked forward blankly.
In front of him, which was submerged in the fog, a figure appeared, a shadow that he had always kept buried in the deepest part of his heart. It was not that he intended to forget it, but he really did not dare to think about it.
The shadow was a little blurry. It stood in front of the iron chain, only three meters away from Feng Qingyang, and just looked at him silently.
"Qing Yang!"
A weak voice pierced through the void and was faintly heard from three feet away.