The vortex was growing bigger and bigger, and as it spread, the cursed energy that was coming at him had already filled the void here. Looking at the bright sun in the sky, one-tenth of its edge had been eroded by darkness without him noticing.
The collision of the two light curtains confused the destiny. This was the most chaotic moment in every era. The origin of the relationship between the world of control and the world of sealing was an irreconcilable blood feud.
There is no right or wrong, and no ending, there is only a stance. As the saying goes, different paths will inevitably lead to disasters and chaos, and the chaos is enough to destroy all living things, and even all living things in the spiritual world.
"Once the two worlds are separated, won't war break out?" Someone shouted, and all the ancient emperors' faces kept changing. They finally stopped pestering Feng Qingyang.
But in the last lesson, they all turned around and ran away. It was not because they were afraid, but because they had to return to their own ancient star. There were three thousand cultivation stars in the spiritual world, and their existence must be determined.
Only by guarding one's own cultivation star can one stabilize the world and prevent it from collapsing. For a moment, the place was filled with flowing light, and countless cultivators jumped across the space and returned to their respective places.
In an instant, like monkeys scattering when a tree falls and people leaving a building, the departure of the cultivators resulted in no human cultivators left here, and the remaining demon cultivators no longer continued to target Feng Qingyang.
After all, they were also under the sky of the world. If the human race fell, how could the eggs in the nest be safe? They naturally had to go back and make some preparations to prevent themselves from being passive in the chaos.
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"Qingyang, I want to go back. I have to live and die with the demon clan and defend every inch of land in the demon clan's territory." The Holy Prince said softly. Although he was calm, Feng Qingyang could still hear the worry in his voice.
He understood and comprehended the heart of the Holy Prince. This was his root, the place where he was born and grew up. Although the demon clan's territory was not under his control today, it was his world after all.
As he spoke, the demon cultivators who had not yet had the chance to leave this place were all moved, and their original hatred for him instantly faded a little.
If you think about it carefully, when the Holy Emperor controlled the demon clan’s territory, it seemed to be even more prosperous than it is now. But now under the rule of King Wenkun, the demon clan’s territory is in chaos.
"Holy Prince, we are willing to serve you like a slave." A group of demon cultivators half-knelt on the ground and swore an oath to the Holy Prince who was about to leave.
"Take care!" Feng Qingyang did not try to keep him. He clasped his fists and bowed deeply to the Holy Prince. This bow was an expression of his gratitude. He was grateful that the other party was willing to go against the will of heaven and fall into the path of evil for the sake of justice and for himself.
He had to worship this! The Holy Prince looked at him deeply, and forced himself to suppress his reluctance. He looked back at the people behind him, and said, "Let's go." Then he turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But at the moment of disappearance, a faint sound reached Feng Qingyang's ears, and the latter was even more delighted when he heard it, and a long-lost smile suddenly appeared on his face.
At least, this voice was the best news for him now. The moment the Holy Prince left, he told the other party the detailed whereabouts of Yanhuo.
It turned out that the Holy Prince had intended to bring this news to Feng Qingyang, but who knew that so many unexpected things would happen, and he happened to run into Feng Qingyang who was undergoing a tribulation, so he almost forgot about it later.
"Xianxian, let's go! Follow me to subdue the flames. Only in this way can I stabilize my Dantian world!" He glanced at the swirling vortex in the sky, and a trace of indifference flashed across his eyes.
This vortex looks extremely deep, and it seems that it is not so easy to open. Even if the passage is opened, it may take some time for the people who seal the world to appear. When the two worlds fight, the first ones to collide are not the ancient emperors who guard the ancient stars!
After saying that, he took a deep breath, took Di Xianxian's hand, and quickly fled into the distance. The direction he left was not somewhere else, but the very center of the Western Holy City - this place was the residence of the Western City Lord.
The two of them were moving at an extremely fast speed, almost as fast as lightning and a meteor chasing the moon. It didn't take long for them to arrive at the Holy City of the West. When he was undergoing the calamity, he destroyed the heavens and the earth, and even collapsed countless small cultivation stars in the demon clan's area. However, the one under his feet remained standing, and naturally, the Holy City of the West had very few twists and turns.
Even so, his tribulation still shocked the entire spiritual world, and the Lord of Xiji City saw the horror of Jiang Feng Qingyang deeply.
So much so that when he just returned to the city and saw Feng Qingyang coming, he couldn't wait to offer Yanhuo. No wonder he hadn't found the news, it turned out that he had hidden it.
Feng Qingyang laughed secretly, feeling like he had been following wild geese all year round, but at the critical moment, he was pecked in the eye by a wild goose. The Lord of Xiji City was a round fat man.
Standing next to Feng Qingyang, he had no temper at all, and was even a little afraid. His two greedy little eyes rolled around, and he was obviously extremely afraid of Feng Qingyang's powerful strength.
"If you had told me earlier that you needed fire, there wouldn't have been so many twists and turns." He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his greasy hands. Seeing Feng Qingyang looking at him expressionlessly, he couldn't help but tense up all over and secretly said, my life is over.
"How can you control this kind of fire of heaven and earth?" Feng Qingyang said lightly. It can be seen that the city lord is still hiding something, otherwise he would not avoid looking at him.
"The main thing is that my City Lord's Mansion is located on this mineral vein." He finally understood that he could not hide anything about himself from Feng Qingyang. He sighed and simply confessed everything.
After a long time, Feng Qingyang sighed again with a bitter smile on his face. He finally understood why he could not detect the existence of fire even after arriving in the Holy City of the West.
In the final analysis, it was because of my carelessness. I had never paid attention and even lost my focus. I originally thought that by joining the Zhan Tai family, I could use their power to cover myself.
But now it seems that all this is just a cloud under absolute strength. He secretly warned himself that he must never make such a low-level mistake again in the future.
The flames were indeed in the mineral vein, but their aura was completely blocked by the city. The reason for this was that the city lord himself was a congenital beast that could control goods.
His ancestor was also of the Great Sage's bloodline. Unexpectedly, he had been hiding here quietly, willing to be an unknown city lord. It must be said that he was also an extremely smart person.
Otherwise, with his level of cultivation, he would never be able to break through to the late stage of Demon King with just the resources of a city. All this was thanks to Yanhuo.
"You did a good job, but I want you to agree to one request of mine." Feng Qingyang added at the end.
"If the Holy Prince leads the demon army to attack here, you must serve him, otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!"