The collision of the two is like water and fire.
Perhaps he felt the interference from the soul flag from the outside world, the power of the curse in his soul became more and more crazy, like a last burst of energy, or like the madness of a dying blow!
“Come again!”
He shouted loudly, without caring about right or wrong, and his body radiated a glow. Although there was only a last glimmer of clarity left in his eyes, he was still able to mobilize his body and display his magical powers.
It was not until this moment that his strong will gradually emerged. If he were an ordinary person, he would have lost consciousness in this possession and become a walking corpse.
His persistence was such that even the power of the curse that was constantly attacking his soul could sense a slight difference. A faint sound of surprise was heard, but it only lasted for a moment, and then he became crazy again.
"Transform into a demon!"
Looking at the oncoming soul-catching creatures and hook-sickle creatures, Feng Qingyang felt secretly happy. Even though he might die under their attack, it was better than having his body occupied by others.
The more this happened, the more frantically he attacked the two people below, and as a result, the rage of the Soul-Catching Blade and the Hooked Sickle became even more intense. The soul flag expanded, almost covering the sky and completely enveloping him.
"Souls move the heaven and earth, Ten Thousand Souls Technique!"
The two of them overlapped and issued countless rays of light. This Soul Banner was originally their innate magic weapon, and was refined by the two of them together. When they joined forces, even a great being in the middle stage of the Dao Transformation Realm had to avoid its edge, which was enough to show how powerful and domineering it was.
The soul flag fluttered, covering the sky and the sun. The world that originally had some moonlight turned dark in an instant. One could not see one's hand in front of one's face, but one could still see the pale yellow halo emitted by the soul flag.
This halo was like pollen. After it filled the void, there were ghosts howling and countless shrill sounds. Countless souls were floating in the sky and earth, visible to the naked eye. They were so dense that just one glance made people's scalp tingle.
"The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is the innate magical power of the Soul-Catching and Hook-Scythe Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"
Some people exclaimed that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was indeed made from the souls of tens of thousands of cultivators. When it was waved, the heavens trembled. It was their famous magic weapon.
Countless souls emerged ferociously, stirring up the wind and clouds, tearing the earth into pieces, and even the air was making bursts of exploding sounds under this impact.
“Refine!”
With a single finger of his hand, the Soul-Gathering Man pointed and thousands of souls floating in the void rushed towards Feng Qingyang one after another. They were unstoppable and directly rushed into his soul without any hindrance. If nothing unexpected happened, an ordinary person would be completely destroyed and his soul would be scattered after just one level up.
“Well done!”
Feng Qingyang, who was struggling against the power of the curse, was shocked after feeling the impact of ten thousand souls. If it were a normal time, it might pose a threat to him.
But now facing the threat of possession, his soul was split into two, and the place where Ten Thousand Souls impacted was exactly the area eroded by the power of the curse, almost at the moment when Ten Thousand Souls appeared.
The power of the curse began to disintegrate. Even though he was strong, it was just a force after all, and it rushed into his soul because of Chengfeng Qingyang's carelessness.
At this moment, countless demons appeared around them. In addition to those who were in seclusion here, even the demons from the Ten Thousand Demons Area broke through the border and came here.
The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and strangely, no big battle broke out. Instead, they fought towards the void together as if they had telepathic connection.
"Has he been possessed?"
"If he hadn't been possessed by someone else, how could he be so stupid as to attack someone else?"
Everyone exclaimed. Some people followed Feng Qingyang all the way from the Ten Thousand Demons Area and witnessed his changes. Now seeing him being swallowed by Ten Thousand Souls, they all exclaimed in surprise.
"Is this a suicide mission?"
Some people sighed, some frowned, but only the Suzaku Hall Master had a trace of worry on his delicate face. Perhaps it was because Feng Qingyang still carried their hope, so he did not want him to die like this.
After thinking it over and was about to take action, she suddenly felt a gaze as sharp as a knife coming from behind her. She shuddered all over, and naturally knew who the gaze came from. Her original intention to take action was suppressed in her heart again.
"Humph, I don't believe I can't refine you!"
Below, Gouhun and Hooksickle both smiled strangely, and then used their magical powers to fix Feng Qingyang in the void. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was suspended above his head, continuously releasing yellow halos to strengthen the ten thousand souls entering his body.
Time flies, and two days have passed. At this moment, there are only three days left before the Wang family sweeps the Qian family. If there are not many Ghost King orders left, I am afraid the consequences will be serious!
Feng Qingyang was anxious. These past two days were the most difficult days for him. To say that he felt like he was living a year in a day was exactly the right word. This was not only because of the crisis facing the Qian family, but more importantly, he had not found King Chujiang until now.
In order to successfully control the Feng Shui of the Ghost King Sect, he must collect the Yama Orders of the Yama Kings he encounters on himself, otherwise he will have a treasure mountain but will not be able to take it.
His expression was sometimes ferocious, sometimes distorted, and sometimes showed a hint of excitement, which shocked everyone below and they all wondered who was taking over his body.
Two days passed in a flash. For these demons, it was just a blink of an eye, so they all patiently floated in the air, waiting for the final outcome.
The counterattack of the Soul Devourer and the impact of Ten Thousand Souls made the power of the curse in the middle attacked from both sides, and the Ten Thousand Souls were extremely attractive to the Soul Devourer. After Feng Qingyang merged with the Soul Devourer, he himself had a bit of the nature of being a total being and could devour the souls of others.
It was not until today that he truly bared his fangs, floating in the void. As his body was fixed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Feng Qingyang could not move at all. Even though he was awake for a short while, he was still suppressed.
His body was tattered, and there was not an inch of intact skin on his body. His body was covered with thick blood, which had almost solidified, as if he was wearing a layer of blood-colored armor.
During these two days, his mind and spirit changed drastically. His originally quiet mind and spirit became aggressive, perhaps because of the Soul Devourer, or perhaps because of the continuous suppression.
A barrier appeared almost surrounding the place where the spell had eroded, wrapping it tightly. The thick barrier shrank layer by layer, slowly suppressing the power of the spell that was in its final struggle.
Perhaps the power of the curse had been exhausted and it was on the verge of collapse under the attack of Ten Thousand Souls and the Soul Devourer. The luster of the black skull in his hand gradually faded, as if it would go out at any time.
At the same time, Feng Qingyang's originally ferocious face gradually became clearer under this change. It was no longer as terrifying as before, and the flickering flames in his pupils began to turn from red to black, turning into their original depth.
"Although these ten thousand souls can shake the power of the curse, the ultimate root still lies with me."
The moment his eyes were no longer cloudy and became clear, Feng Qingyang had already turned the situation around. He pinched a seal with one hand, pointed at his forehead, and a powerful consciousness rushed in.