When the confusion in his eyes disappeared, Feng Qingyang finally regained his composure.
Thanks to Di Xianxian's company along the way, otherwise he really didn't know what terrible consequences would occur if he went berserk.
Smelling the long-lost breath of the mortal world, he let out a long howl. The sound was like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth, causing thunder in the void, which frightened him so much that he closed his mouth off guard. No matter what, he finally returned to the human area.
Compared to the vastness and emerald green of the demon race, the human race seems to be less worldly. The unique aura makes the whole world colorful and gorgeous, and it is precisely in this way that the foundation of the human race can be built.
Time flies quickly. Feng Qingyang has no time to look at the colorful human area. He just wants to return to the Ghost King Sect as quickly as possible, to the place that he has longed for like his home.
"Xianxian, come into my world." After saying that, he did not give Di Xianxian any chance to choose. His aura moved, and a sense of the world came. A silver light flashed before his eyes, and the originally weak girl suddenly disappeared.
He calmed his mind and sank it into his dantian. He silently looked at the angry Xianxian, Wan'er who suddenly appeared and tried to persuade him, and the two fat men who were bored and were cultivating their disciples.
"At least, I can't let anything happen to you again." Because he finally obtained the flame, the prototype of the Dantian world was finally completed. If time was not tight, he would really find a place to retreat for a hundred years to explore the mysteries of the Dantian world.
After passing through several large cross-domain teleportation arrays, he finally arrived at the edge of the Ghost King Sect. This was their headquarters and their roots.
He turned around, took out the Ghost King Order given by the Ghost King, pressed his palm towards the void, and felt the devouring force coming. His head suddenly tilted back, and when a huge vortex appeared above the entire human area, he had entered the unique world belonging to the Ghost King Sect.
The starry sky was pitch black, not a single bright light could be seen, and no sound was heard. Everything was completely silent, and he could even hear his own rapid breathing.
All that exists is extinction and a bleak and withered starry sky without any sign of life, even though the Ghost King Sect is a place where ghosts roam rampant.
Occasionally, a little light would appear, and Jiang Fengqingyang's depressed heart would be refreshed, but it would disappear in an instant. It was just a ghost fire that had not yet been completely extinguished.
Countless years ago, when he entered the Ghost King Sect, although it was extremely quiet at that time, he could still feel the presence of thousands of ghosts. But now, there is nothing.
In particular, the huge disk of the six paths of reincarnation that was originally rotating in the sky has also disappeared, as if this place has turned into an empty world.
"Are you... still there?" Feng Qingyang's hoarse voice was a little harsh. His gaze saw through the heavens and the earth, across the world of mortals, and finally focused on the end. But the moment he looked to the end, his whole body was shocked.
An unprecedented throbbing made him extremely happy. His body almost turned into a stream of light in an instant and flew away like a rainbow. His speed was so fast that Feng Qingyan himself was afraid that he did not even notice it. Although the void did not distort where he passed, it had a unique aura of rules.
He has gradually begun to adapt to his own strength and will not clearly shatter the void. After all, this is the world where he exists, and with the plans in his mind, he really doesn't want there to be any damage here.
"Master!" Feng Qingyang suddenly shouted loudly from a distance, but when he got closer, there was a light of extreme anger in his eyes.
"You're here..." The Ghost King raised his head and looked at him in the same hoarse voice. This voice conveyed countless emotions and a kind of relief, even though he was now on his deathbed.
The Ghost King stood in the void, but he was not standing there by himself. Instead, several iron chains automatically emerged from the sky, piercing through his loquat paste and locking it tightly there.
Beside him, there were a few people as well. Feng Qingyang knew some of them and some of them not. But the same thing was that they were all locked in iron chains and looked listless. When Feng Qingyang appeared, they all looked at him with surprise.
It was like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a life-saving straw. The strong desire to survive that erupted at that moment was enough to move even Feng Qingyang.
The Ghost King and the Ten Yamas were locked in the void one by one. Who could be so generous? His eyes were fixed on the iron chains that ran through their bodies.
The iron chain looks cold and gloomy, but in fact it has no substance. It is the result of the transformation of rules. Feng Qingyang is very familiar with the power of rules. He thinks it is the work of the laws of nature in the spiritual world.
"Why?" Feng Qingyang forced himself to suppress his inner anger and asked the Ghost King calmly. Little did he know that at this moment his heart was almost bursting with fire and he hated the will of the spiritual world to the extreme.
“When I helped you overcome the calamity, I used the Six Paths of Reincarnation without permission. This was an act against the will of Heaven. As the central existence of the spirit world, how could the Ghost King allow me to be so presumptuous
When I came back, I was suppressed here by the Heavenly Dao. Now, facing the outbreak of the great catastrophe, the six paths of reincarnation are even more collapsed and invisible. Do you know what will happen to the spirit world without the six paths of reincarnation?"
After a few words, the Ghost King immediately put his own affairs aside and began to talk about the current world. He was compassionate and did not think it was that important to him.
Seeing Feng Qingyang didn't answer, the Ghost King said deeply: "That is to say, from now on, anyone who has fallen will not enter reincarnation. The monks are another matter, but do you know how many mortals there are in the mortal world? There are almost countless. The collapse of the six paths of reincarnation will lead to chaos in the spirit world. By then, evil ghosts will be rampant. I'm afraid no one will be able to survive this war."
"Let's not talk about it for now." Feng Qingyang closed his eyes and pondered. He suppressed the anger in his heart and slowly raised his hand. The moment he raised his hand, his aura suddenly began to change.
As the master of Has Tiandao, every move he made exuded an incomparable aura of strength, and his two fingers put together were like a slender sword.
In the darkness, there was still an indescribable grace and power. It suddenly swung downwards, and as it swung, cold light shot out hundreds of feet, sweeping across the void.
There were bursts of metallic roars and collisions, but after a moment, there were continuous cracking sounds. The iron chain that penetrated the sky and the earth had been completely destroyed under the cold light, and turned into ashes after the collapse.
Almost at that moment, a hint of angry cry appeared out of nowhere in Feng Qingyang's mind, but he ignored it completely. Instead, he snorted coldly and used his great magic power to heal the seriously injured Ghost King and the Ten Yamas.