"Dead end?" Feng Qingyang raised his hand with his palm facing up, as if he had grasped something. When he clenched his fist, he discovered that there were some crystal beads in it.
The bead appeared in his palm and absorbed the warmth from his body in just a moment. Some of the beads turned into red liquid and formed a small pit when it fell to the ground.
"Even the air is filled with the power of the Yinxu curse?" Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he immediately stood up and looked at the blood moon outside through the barrier.
Under the reflection, even his pupils turned red at this moment, revealing a deep murderous aura. This was his murderous intent. The Blood Moon had obviously pushed his murderous intent to the extreme.
He waved his hand and heard a swish sound. When he looked again, he had already disappeared into the void. His feet were on nothingness, controlling the rolling black fog to go away.
The sky was boundlessly dark, but in his eyes it was not that way. Instead, he was in another world. This world was no different from the palm world, with no difference except for the snow and the moon.
In front of him, at the farthest point of his sight, was a small village, or it would be more appropriate to call it a tribe, with dozens of thatched houses.
However, what was a little strange was that there seemed to be no life in the tribe. There was only an old man sitting in front of the largest hut on the edge with his back to Feng Qingyang.
The reason why he was called an old man was that he was hunched over, with messy and pale hair that fluttered in the breeze and fluttered down, telling Feng Qingyang that this man had already entered his twilight years and was probably about to die.
But there was no trace of death on his back. Even though he had reached the end of the Five Decays of Heaven and Earth, Feng Qingyang felt as if he was about to be reborn.
However, this was not the beginning, nor was it the end. Feng Qingyang rushed towards the old man, but his speed did not shorten the distance between them. It seemed that there was an invisible space between the two of them.
Although they were under the same sky, the world they were in was very different. Feng Qingyang was silent. He paused where he was, circulated the power of the spell in his body, and gradually disappeared into the void.
"You're here." Suddenly, an old and somewhat excited voice appeared in his ears. This voice appeared out of nowhere. Feng Qingyang knew that it did not come from the Land of Exile.
Instead, it came from the projection of the Yinxu curse. In the projected tribe, when Feng Qingyang activated the power of the curse, the old man with his back to him slowly turned around.
After seeing his face clearly, Feng Qingyang was stunned and stared at the old man.
He has white hair and a youthful face, his hands on his knees, and next to him is a skull. This skull is exactly the same as the one Feng Qingyang obtained, almost exactly the same.
He didn't say anything, not knowing whether this was an illusion or reality. Logically speaking, everything in front of him should be the projection of the Yinxu curse, the projection of the sealed world.
Just like a mirage in the mortal world, the refraction of light projects one world onto another. Feng Qingyang also thought so at first, but now, he denies it.
Perhaps it was because of the old man's voice that Feng Qingyang understood something. Looking at the old man facing him, Feng Qingyang nodded. Although he did not speak, he answered him silently.
"Come here, I have something to tell you." The old man waved at Feng Qingyang, his face was kind and amiable. Although he was very old, he still gave Feng Qingyang an extremely warm feeling.
After hesitating for a moment, Feng Qingyang shook his body and suddenly ran towards the old man in front of him. This time, he did not feel the alienation as before. It was as if he had crossed the sky and the earth and came to the old man in a flash.
He could see the old man's face clearly, it was no longer blurry as before, and he could also see the huts around him, which were actually empty.
It can be said that in the entire tribe that was projected, there is only the old man. He is the tribe, and the tribe is him. However, now the only person in the tribe is about to fall. Maybe he is a mortal, or maybe he is a super powerful, but he still cannot resist the erosion of time. Even if he is powerful, he will die at the moment when fate is destined.
"This old man... has been waiting for you for a long time." The old voice passed through the void and was transmitted directly into Feng Qingyang's mind. The voice carried an ancient and vicissitudes of life, as if it came from endless years ago, giving him a sense of decay, as if this person had died long ago, and the one speaking to him at this moment was only the consciousness left behind by the old man.
"This old man... curses Daozi." The old man smiled, looked at Feng Qingyang and nodded. Although he couldn't see him speaking, such a vicissitudes of life voice still appeared in his mind.
The moment this voice appeared, the void seemed to be still. Wherever he was, there was another world. It was as if his words came true and the deity himself was the world.
Moreover, when he opened his mouth, the huts around him were shaking rapidly and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye. Originally there was just nothingness, but now there was a kind of decay on the basis of emptiness.
As the breeze blew, the thatched hut disappeared, but after it disappeared, such a picture automatically condensed in the sky and earth, disappearing and appearing over and over again.
“When I was born, there was a distinction between the holding world and the sealing world at the edge of heaven and earth. After I was born, I had an independent consciousness in my brain, as if I was the sealing world.
The sealed boundary is me. If I die, the sealed boundary will collapse and become incomplete. The sealed boundary can be turned upside down in a single thought, but it can also benefit one side in a single thought.
I have a name curse. I don't know why it is this name, but I think I am the spirit of the sealed world. I have been waiting for you here for a long time. "
“In this regard, under the heaven and earth, that is, in the spiritual world, there are two big worlds, one is the palm world, and the other is the sealed world. The palm world and the sealed world were originally one, but for some reason they were divided into two. Although they are clearly divided, wars will still break out.
The reason I meet you today is because a war is about to break out between the two worlds. By then, there will be countless deaths and blood flowing. The person who controls the world says that sealing the world is cruel, but does he know that the world is on the verge of breaking
I once wanted to devour the world of the master, so as to unify the spirit world, but the way of heaven would not allow it, so I had to settle for the next best thing, and wanted to find someone who could replace the master of the world. Now, I have found him. "
"I am very happy to see you. There are some things I cannot tell you now, but I believe that the day when we meet will soon come. By then, you will truly understand why there are two worlds, as well as the truth you are looking for, because the Qiongzun Dojo is right in my sealed world."
Feng Qingyang was shocked and stared at the old man in a daze. His voice of vicissitudes of life came to his ears. These words had already shocked his heart and made him forget everything. The only thing in his mind was the old man in front of him—Zhu Daozi!