Having said this, the red pupils in the void gradually faded, and in the blink of an eye, this world collapsed and disappeared, and Feng Qingyang returned to the previous place.
He was still on the plain, and even the huge monster in the void had not disappeared, but now it seemed that the monster had lost the spirituality that he had felt before, and there was only a hint of emptiness. Feng Qingyang knew that Xuanwu had disappeared, or had fallen into a deep sleep again.
Although he did not discover many secrets this time, compared to not knowing anything, it was still a great harvest. After all, he knew the relationship between the spiritual world and the Xuanhuang world.
Thinking of this, he suddenly slapped his forehead and secretly wondered why his memory was so bad that he actually forgot to investigate the matter of the ancient immortal Tiandu. He called Tiandu "boy", which meant that the two must know each other.
"Forget it, everything will wait until I have a breakthrough in my cultivation. But what does the body of the ancestor zombie represent?" Feng Qingyang murmured, looking back in all directions. Those cultivators who were still kneeling on the ground seemed to have lost their souls.
As he was wondering, the void suddenly vibrated, and the originally broken world began to heal rapidly. As it healed, the supreme pressure that originally filled the world completely dissipated.
And at the moment of dissipation, the huge monster suddenly split into three parts and injected into the four directions of heaven and earth respectively. The black fog disappeared in a flash, almost at the same time.
All the people who were originally kneeling on the ground stood up, rubbed their eyes, and looked forward in confusion. Judging from their expressions, it seemed that they were unaware of what had happened before.
Feng Qingyang was stunned, but soon he was relieved. He thought that the scene that happened before had been erased from their memory by Xuanwu. After all, Xuanwu's appearance was just a coincidence.
And this happened by chance. It would have been fine if it had just happened by myself, but Xuanwu also told me countless secrets. It can be said that many coincidences came together.
Feng Qingyang was delighted, thinking to himself that this was a good thing, at least it would reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble. He was originally thinking about how to explain to everyone why he was okay, but now it seemed that nothing was so important.
Feng Qingyang suppressed all the worries and doubts in his heart, turned around and looked at Zhan Taiyu, those guests, and all the demon cultivators who had stood up. His mind flashed, thinking about his next goal.
He had previously killed the man with the feather fan and was originally caught in the center of the storm, but the subsequent riot of heaven and earth, as well as the appearance of Xuanwu, erased their memories, and it seemed that everyone had forgotten what Feng Qingyang had done before.
"Brother Zhan Tai, what should we do next?" He spoke softly, and his voice fell into Zhan Taiyu's ears, making the other party jump high, as if he still had not recovered from the previous confusion.
Just when he was about to get angry, he happened to meet Feng Qingyang's piercing gaze. He trembled all over and then shrank his neck and said, "The crack here is within the plain. We must go and investigate. After all, it is related to the small world, and we cannot underestimate it."
"That's right, nothing concerning the small world should be underestimated. Brother Zhan Tai is right, and my spirit race also agrees with this." Just as Zhan Taiyu finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound coming from the front.
Feng Qingyang turned around and looked towards the source of the sound. When he looked closely, he saw countless young monks surrounding a dignified and beautiful woman.
She had willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes like sparkling glass, a cherry mouth, and a delicate face that was even more charming. She was truly an indescribable beauty. Feng Qingyang secretly admired her, not expecting that the demon race would have such a beautiful woman.
"Miss Ling is right..." Zhan Taiyu smiled apologetically. When he saw that it was her who was speaking, his face was filled with smiles. The heat in his eyes could hardly be concealed and it was so scorching.
Feng Qingyang understood that this Miss Ling was probably the woman that Zhan Taiyu admired. However, with his identity and status, it stands to reason that many women would throw themselves at him, but now he was so wretched.
That’s right, he looked like a completely wretched pig. If it weren’t for his background, Feng Qingyang would almost think that he was a complete playboy.
Miss Ling ignored him and focused her gaze on Feng Qingyang, with a strange color flashing in her eyes. Finally, she moved lightly over and looked directly at Feng Qingyang with a sharp gaze.
"How come my spirit race doesn't have a genius like you..." Just as Feng Qingyang was surprised, she suddenly added: "What do you think of the land ahead?" Her breath was as sweet as orchid, and she almost came towards him.
Feng Qingyang's mind was in turmoil. He didn't know what this Ling girl meant. He could see that she was interested in him, but it was definitely not a romantic relationship. The moving look in her eyes was just to cover up her wisdom.
"I am not talented enough to see anything." To be cautious, Feng Qingyang declined politely and said nothing, but just said it ambiguously. After that, he retreated backwards without leaving a trace, stood in front of Zhan Taiyu, and winked at him at the same time.
Zhan Taiyu understood. He was originally annoyed because Miss Ling deliberately flirted with Feng Qingyang, but now under Feng Qingyang's eyes, he felt grateful. It can be seen that the other party is obviously not interested in Miss Ling.
"Miss Ling, if you have any good suggestions, please tell me." Zhan Taiyu put on a calm face and came closer again.
But this time, Miss Ling frowned and glanced at Zhan Taiyu indifferently. The disgust in her eyes was almost intense to the extreme. Anyone with a discerning eye could obviously see that the other party did not like him.
Feng Qingyang secretly laughed in his heart and thought to himself that this man was really unlucky. Not only did he not have much power, but more importantly, even the woman he liked was not interested in him.
"It is said that the crack can give birth to a small world, but we have stayed here for more than ten days and have not made any progress. It's not that we don't want to go in, but we can't go in. There is an extremely strong pressure within a hundred feet ahead. If you want to enter, you can only rely on strong cultivation and the assistance of magic weapons."
"And up to now, only two people have entered the area beyond the hundred feet." Someone reminded.
Feng Qingyang was silent in his heart, and thought to himself, "So that's why. No wonder so many people would stay here instead of moving forward."
"But... I want to see what's outside a hundred feet." Feng Qingyang then sent a message to Zhan Taiyu, explaining that he wanted to find out.
After all, their leader now is Zhan Taiyu, not himself. If he acts on his own, it would seem that he is overstepping his authority, and that would be too obvious and not good.
Zhan Taiyu nodded. He was quite appreciative of Feng Qingyang's giving him face. Although he was a little afraid of him, if the other party was too oppressive, it would only bring him disaster!