His expression calmed down and his body fell rapidly in the sea of clouds. It was such a deep abyss that he still didn't know how far the bottom was. However, the sense of crisis coming from below from time to time made him realize that death was slowly approaching!
As he was falling rapidly, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. It was impossible to fly in this abyss. There was only one possibility to fly in the air, and that was to grow wings!
Immediately, a light flashed in his mind, and he raised his hand and drew in the air repeatedly. The magical power that had not been used for a long time - drawing talismans in the air - was instantly performed, and every stroke triggered the rules of heaven and earth.
Behind him, a pair of wings suddenly condensed. The black wings were three meters in size and stood out particularly in the white abyss. As they flapped, a squeezing force suddenly came from all directions.
It was like a huge hand pinched him, and then exploded in an instant. The pressure that came towards him actually sealed his magical powers directly within his body, and it disappeared as soon as his wings spread out.
"If you can't use your magical powers, then there is another way."
Thinking of this, he flipped his palm and the Yueshang Bow appeared in his hand in an instant. He bent the bow, put an arrow on it, and slowly pulled the bowstring. The squeezing force that the Yueshang Bow encountered in the abyss was also extremely strong.
The contribution that could be pulled easily normally, now required several times more strength to pull it. With all his strength, Feng Qingyang's fingertips' Moon Arrow suddenly broke through the air.
The moment the roar was heard, he grasped the tail end of the Yueshang Arrow. As it rose into the air, Feng Qingyang's sinking body finally slowed down and turned upwards.
But just as he began to move against the flow, the squeezing force coming from all directions might not affect the Moon Sorrow Arrow, but it could cover him.
Almost at this moment, there were explosions all over his body, his face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The Moon Sorrow Arrow that was originally rising stopped in place in an instant and could not move forward any further.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyang looked up. Amid the arrows, he vaguely saw the iron chain under the moonlit sky, but it only lasted for a moment before it was covered by white mist again as it fell.
"If you want to break this squeezing force, this may be feasible."
Feng Qingyang let go of the Yueshang Arrow. Without his control, the sword light that had already accumulated power tore through the void. At the moment of tearing, a vacuum channel appeared.
As soon as the passage appeared, he shot out the second Moon-Slaying Arrow.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Not only that, almost after the second arrow was shot, he shot all the remaining arrows, seven Moon-Slaying Arrows in a row, expanding the vacuum zone that was vibrating in all directions.
And when the last arrow was shot, he rose into the air with it. The arrow light set a precedent and carried him up leisurely, at a speed as fast as lightning.
"How could I fail like this?"
At this moment, on the edge of the cliff, another quarter of an hour passed. Within this quarter of an hour, everyone's faces changed again, from the original excitement to the final hesitation, and now to impatience.
He turned his eyes and looked at the light curtain projected by the drum. There was still rolling white mist there. If the light curtain did not dissipate, it meant that Feng Qingyang was not dead. But if he was not dead, why hadn't he reappeared yet
Thinking of this, their hearts began to waver. After all, this was the third iron chain known as the Heavenly Law. How could it be so easy to pass through? Perhaps falling was the best answer and explanation.
"Perhaps, he is already dead."
Someone sighed softly. Although the sound was faint, it spread in all directions, like a small stone falling into a tranquil lake. It didn't make much noise, but the ripples it emitted could trigger a chain reaction.
"Hmph, I don't believe you are not dead. This third chain, even if I force my way through, I can't get through, let alone you?" Chunyang sneered in his heart. No one here wanted Feng Qingyang to die here more than him.
On the edge of the cliff, Jiuqiu and Huzi's expressions began to change. If they believed in the beginning, now they were full of doubts like everyone else.
Soon, a solemn look appeared on his face. He stared at the big drum next to the chain without blinking. The light curtain projected by it still did not collapse, and even a tremor did not appear.
"Huzi, do you believe he is dead?"
Jiuqiu spoke, and although he said so, his tone alone made clear their position. Here, they were the only two who believed that Feng Qingyang would never die so easily.
If he died here like this, how could the twelfth rotation be started? What's more, his name on the stone tablet and everything else were silently proclaiming that this person was alive!
"If he were alive, he should have appeared by now."
Everyone was silent, but as time passed, they fell into silence again. Half a quarter of an hour passed again. Under normal circumstances, this half a quarter of an hour would be just a snap of a finger or a blink of an eye.
But now, it seems like the days are long and every minute and every second is full of depression, just like the passing of gears, crushing every slight nerve of the people.
"If he doesn't show up in half an hour, I will seal this section of the chain and make him a legend."
Jiuqiu waved his hand, and a strong wind appeared out of nowhere, stirring up everyone's hearts and the broken earth. Dust flew everywhere, as if it wanted to wash the place clean to welcome his new arrival.
Half a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, and several hours passed again. Just when everyone was about to lose their last patience, a ray of bright light streaked across the sky and shot out from the rolling white mist below.
Xuan Chen had sharp eyes. He wished that Feng Qingyang would die here immediately, so he kept paying attention to the changes below the chain. When the sharp light appeared, his whole body froze.
See it!
Not only did he see it, but everyone saw the ray of light that shot out, like a stream of light streaking across the sky, and in the dark night, it was even brighter than moonlight.
At the same time, brighter rays of light appeared.
One! Two! Three! —Six!
Six rays of light appeared one after another, shooting towards the distant sky, and then turned into light spots, reappearing in the void, floating neatly in the void, as if waiting for someone to come.
Buzz!
Just when everyone's nerves were numb, the seventh arrow appeared, but this time, it was not just an arrow, but there was a person standing above the arrow.
His clothes were whiter than snow, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked at everyone with his handsome eyes. His dark pupils were like deep whirlpools, and just one glance was enough to deeply shake everyone's hearts.
This person no longer has the same face as before. Although it is different, his gaze and his will have not changed at all. He is still as stubborn and dazzling as before.
"It's him!"
"This person, this person is Feng Qingyang!"
The heir to the fortune of the entire Shang Dynasty, the son of Feng Shui of the Ghost King Clan!
"He is not dead after all."
"Not only that, but he reappeared after falling for such a long time. He is a monster, but he is also a legend!"