The sound fell into his ears, and his calm heart began to tremble the moment it came.
"Nine Phoenixes!"
Feng Qingyang blurted out, he was naturally very familiar with it, this voice that haunted him was like a flash in the pan in his life, but now, it reappeared in an extremely real way.
As soon as these words were spoken, the fog in the sky dissipated, and the figure of Jiuhuang, who was three meters away, gradually became clear. She was wearing a red dress as red as blood, with a delicate face and unparalleled temperament.
After this person appeared, Feng Qingyang's heart was shaken even more violently. He took a step forward, wanting to quickly reach Jiuhuang's side, but after taking a step, he suddenly retracted it.
It’s not that he didn’t believe it, but the moment he raised his foot, an unprecedented sense of crisis arose in his heart, which made his eyelids jump and forcibly gave up the idea of moving forward.
And just as he was about to retract his steps, a trace of pain flashed in Jiuhuang's eyes, and the void changed. This time, what was clear was no longer his figure, but a huge hand that appeared with it!
This big hand held the Nine Phoenixes in it. It was called a big hand, but it was only similar in spirit. The thing holding her was like some kind of prehistoric giant beast, and the thing that looked like a big hand was just a tentacle.
"Qingyang... Is that really you? Are you awake?"
The Nine Phoenix in the tentacles had a painful expression on its face and trembled as it said this sentence. But as it spoke, a strong aura emanated from the tentacles.
When this breath came out, even the heaven and earth trembled, and the void in all directions began to become sticky, as if a domain had appeared, completely enveloping Feng Qingyang.
As soon as the domain appeared, the world in his eyes began to change suddenly. In his sight, he was no longer standing on the chains, but was stuck in the depths of the starry sky.
A big hand flew towards him, with a powerful pressure and an aura he didn't recognize, and it instantly slashed down from the sky, causing Feng Qingyang's body to shake.
With this sway, his feet slipped and half of his body fell off the iron chain. At the critical moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly let out an angry roar, and his big hand flew into the air and grabbed the iron chain above his head in an instant.
“It fell down!”
Everyone outside was looking at the light curtain projected from the void. Feng Qingyang, who was originally moving slowly forward, seemed to have his feet scratched and fell down with a bang. But just when their hearts were about to jump out of their throats, he grabbed the iron chain dangerously and hung in the air.
"Nine Phoenixes!"
Feng Qingyang's heart was pounding. He grabbed the chain with one hand, turned his head and looked down. The sea of clouds was rolling, and suddenly a super-large hand appeared and grabbed him.
As he was about to approach, murderous intent flashed. This murderous intent that penetrated his heart made his whole body tremble, and it also revealed a hint of invisible madness.
After being grabbed, Feng Qingyang immediately turned around, and with a spin, he landed steadily on the chain again. Afterwards, an unwilling roar came from below.
Feng Qingyang looked solemn as he looked at the rolling sea of clouds below. Although only half of his body had fallen before, it seemed as if there was only a chain between heaven and earth.
The extremely cold breath below and the feeling that made his soul tremble, although he has now returned to the chain, he still feels a lingering fear.
"Is it you, is it really you?"
On the other side, after Feng Qingyang returned to the chain, Jiu Huang spoke again. This time, her expression was even more painful than before, and the tentacles wrapped around her seemed to be slowly exerting force.
"Qingyang, are you awake?"
Jiu Huang spoke softly, and her calm tone sounded like a thunderbolt to his ears.
Her originally delicate face showed a trace of pain, and Feng Qingyang didn't know why, but the throbbing in his heart became stronger, like dripping blood.
Before his eyes, scenes from the past seemed to reappear. The passionate love in the crystal coffin at the Huoyun Mountains in the world of cultivation seemed to be vivid in his mind as if it were yesterday.
The appearance of Jiuhuang did not cause his will to collapse, but instead made him exceptionally clear-headed. It was this clarity that made him unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
Even if it was fake, he deliberately tried to make her real.
"Nine Phoenixes!"
He spoke slowly in a hoarse voice and took a step forward, but in the eyes of outsiders, he turned around in an instant and stepped into empty air.
If you heel forward, you will definitely fall.
"No... You're not real. You told me yourself that you were sealed in a place. How could you appear here?"
As he spoke, his face turned painful and he instantly retracted the steps he had taken.
Everyone gasped. Although they didn't know what Feng Qingyang was going through at the moment, they knew how much pain he was in just by looking at his face.
"Qingyang, have you not yet remembered who you are?"
Jiu Huang's voice trembled, her tone was rapid and her brows were slightly furrowed. The power of the tentacles from outside her body seemed to add again, and she seemed to have used up all her strength without saying a single word.
Feng Qingyang's face was ferocious and his eyes were red. Her words lingered in his ears, haunting his mind. A scene suddenly appeared before his eyes.
There was both him and her in the picture, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember.
Looking at the Nine Phoenixes entangled by tentacles, the giant from the dark world appeared again.
One was entangled by tentacles, and the other was pierced through the body by nine evil dragons, blocking the void.
"You really haven't remembered yet, Qingyang, I'm waiting for you in Xuanhuang, waiting for you to open the seal again!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the originally clear figure collapsed instantly and dissipated in front like sand.
“No… don’t go!”
The moment she disappeared, Feng Qingyang suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to catch her, but wherever his hand passed, there was only nothingness.
Under such circumstances, the originally red pupils and will were shaken in an instant, and a crack appeared in the unshakable rock heart.
"He...what happened to him?"
Everyone was amazed. He almost missed the chance before, which made everyone worried for him.
At this moment, he was walking forward with disordered steps.
His body was shaking and he lost consciousness like a walking corpse, forgetting that this was not flat ground, but the third day of the Iron Chain Heavenly Law!
Moreover, this is the final third section known as the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations.
"What's going on? Look at the look in his eyes!"
"It is said that the third section of the chain is extremely strange. Could this legend be true?"
"Thousands of years ago, the great disciple of Jiuchongtian Palace, Qian Shangli, almost fell. If it weren't for the Lord of the City of Sin who descended upon the world at the critical moment and captured him with his great magical powers, there would probably be no legendary Qian Shangli today."
Everyone sighed, listening to these pieces of history that were almost forgotten in the years, and they all lamented.
Their discussions could not reach Feng Qingyang's ears.
The chains under him began to shake violently after he became lost, at a speed several times faster than before.
At the same time, there were cries of surprise everywhere, eyes narrowed, and sweat poured down.
Because at this moment, the pale figure under the moonlight began to tremble. As the trembling began, his body tilted and his footsteps fell into the air again.