As the sound spread, a loud echo suddenly filled the entire quiet hall, circling in all directions and spreading into countless caves, like a thunderclap in summer, resounding in everyone's ears in an instant.
With the appearance of this sound, the light suddenly soared up madly, as if it would not give up until the goal was achieved. Just when Feng Qingyang was wondering why it hadn't been opened yet, he saw a vague figure appear in front of him.
"Xuan!"
It was just a simple word, but it revealed the majesty of a supreme overlord. Feng Qingyang was stunned and thought to himself, didn't he say that the fifth cave master had gone out? Then what about this voice? Could it be that his messengers were all powerful demon kings
As I was pondering, the blurry figure suddenly raised his hand and waved it. A suction force came over me. Before I could react, I felt dazzled. When I opened my eyes again, everything seemed so strange.
A strange cave, strange people, and a unique aura. Not far in front of him, sitting at a stone table, was a middle-aged woman with a charming demeanor.
She had a dignified posture and was intimidating without being angry. Her two phoenix eyes looked Feng Qingyang up and down, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Her every move revealed a kind of powerful pressure.
It’s not that she could show it, but as a superior, the sense of majesty that came from giving orders for many years made Feng Qingyang suddenly feel a little uneasy.
He was not afraid of those with higher cultivation than him, nor was he afraid of anyone, but for some reason, when he saw this woman, he felt as nervous as a son-in-law meeting his mother-in-law.
Perhaps his heart was seen through by the middle-aged woman, and a chuckle came from the quiet cave: "Don't be nervous, I think the Eagle Envoy will break through the realm of the Demon King in a short time."
Then he pointed to the other end of the stone table and asked him to sit down. At the same time, he raised his hand and a pot of fragrant strong tea came to his face: "If you break through, the master of the thirty-six caves will have a chance to enter the inner cave."
"Oh? How did the envoy know?" But the moment he said it, Feng Qingyang felt that it was a bit presumptuous, and it seemed that he had revealed his true colors.
Sure enough, when these words fell into the ears of the middle-aged woman, her expression changed slightly, but then quickly returned to normal, so fast that even Feng Qingyang could not catch it.
Even so, he still felt a hint of something unusual. Although the middle-aged woman did not reveal any clues, Feng Qingyang had been walking on the edge of a knife for many years and had already had an intuition in his heart.
Just at this moment, he suddenly felt alert, the hairs on his back stood up, and he felt a chill down his spine. He was about to be exposed, but at the critical moment he bit the tip of his tongue hard and suppressed his fluctuating emotions.
"Mr. Envoy, Feiying came here this time with the order from the master of the thirty-sixth cave..." At this point, he deliberately paused for a moment. He naturally knew that the relationship between the thirty-sixth cave and the fifth cave was unusual, as if there was some kind of agreement.
Hearing this, the smile on the middle-aged woman's face became even more intense. This smile fell into Feng Qingyang's eyes, making his eyelids twitch wildly. He always felt that he had said something wrong.
He then carefully recalled the conversation he had with the cave master after entering Cave Thirty-Six. When thinking about his current self, he realized that he had only said a few short sentences.
No matter how smart this person is, it is impossible to figure out his true self from these few words. However, he was still very cautious and wondered inwardly whether he had been discovered.
"Do you want me to give you a written order to let you go to prison?" The middle-aged woman spoke softly without waiting for Feng Qingyang to continue speaking. As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderclap, resounding in Feng Qingyang's heart.
Even though he was cunning and sly, he was still extremely shocked when someone said what he was thinking in an instant. His face did not change, but his eyes obviously betrayed him.
The horror could not be concealed, and even his calm heart began to speed up, beating fast, and the boiling blood suddenly flowed throughout his body.
"What are you talking about, Your Excellency the Envoy?" But at the critical moment, Feng Qingyang forced himself to remain calm, lowered his head and spoke quietly, his long bangs tilted down, blocking those sparkling eyes.
His palms unconsciously spun the teacup to relieve his inner tension, but the more he did so, the more irritated he became. After entering this wasteland exile place, Feng Qingyang clearly felt that something was wrong.
The breath here may not be lethal, but if it is inhaled into the body for a long time, it will cause harm, such as the confusion of magic power and inner irritability.
This is also the main reason why this place is filled with murderous intent all year round and is in chaos at all times. The chaotic atmosphere will cause the monks here to enter a state of killing, thus killing indiscriminately.
If his trick was really exposed and discovered by the other party, Feng Qingyang would have no choice but to kill his way out. If he couldn't kill his way out, he would directly summon the Holy Lord's thoughts from the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Thinking of this, as if because he had made a decision, his originally nervous heart turned calm in an instant. He immediately raised his head, and his star-like eyes looked deeply at the middle-aged woman.
Perhaps she was surprised by his change, and a hint of surprise appeared on the woman's face for a moment, but her eyes revealed admiration, and were not filled with murderous intent as imagined.
"What a Flying Eagle Messenger! With such a strong will and such qualifications, how could he be willing to be a messenger under a cave master?" The middle-aged woman said lightly, but every word was like divine thunder, piercing the heart.
The speaker may not have meant it but the listener may have taken it to heart. Perhaps it was just said accidentally, but Feng Qingyang didn't think so. The original feeling of nervousness disappeared without a trace. Looking at the middle-aged woman's half-smiley face, he suddenly had the urge to punch that smiling face to pieces.
"Since the envoy knows my purpose, can you give me the cave master's letter?" Feng Qingyang didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose.
How could he still believe that this woman was just a simple messenger? Neither her cultivation nor her aura were something that a messenger could possess. There was only one possibility, that was that she was the owner of the fifth cave!
"hehe… "
"Eagle Messenger, doesn't you know that the cave master has gone out? It's no use looking for me if you want the imperial edict." As she spoke, her face suddenly turned cold. It was not until this moment that Feng Qingyang realized that her cultivation was at the peak of the middle stage of the demon king. Even if he faced such a being, he could only run away.
"You are joking, Master Envoy. If you don't have the imperial edict, then no one else in the world can produce the Fifth Cave Master's imperial edict. Don't you think so? Cave Master!"
As soon as the last two words came out, the teacup in his hand shattered with a loud bang, and the tea flowed out, but it instantly evaporated in the void, turning into mist and gradually rising.
"Do you know who I am?"
"How should I know?" Feng Qingyang stood up and looked at her aggressively. His heart was in a knot. He really didn't want to fight with her!
"The Thirty-Six Cave Masters are my children!"