"You idiots, don't you know that your life and death have already been predetermined?"
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly and punched out three phantoms of the world. The powerful force directly shattered the broken void, causing it to collapse layer by layer.
While galloping, his moves were as fast as a meteor chasing the moon. Everyone felt a flash before their eyes, and heard a bang. The descendant of Hou Qian, who was as big as a mountain, fell to the ground and could not get up.
As the smooth flow progressed, the ten-zhang-tall figure gradually returned to normal color. His handsome face lost its color and became more weird. Feng Qingyang also slowly fell from the void.
With every step he took, he entered a new world. Green lotuses grew under his feet. Although he had no magical powers, his willpower that defied the heavens was still able to contend with the rules of this place.
"I don't want to kill anyone, let alone you, but fate has it that the moment you met me, we could only live and die together. Do you understand?"
Feng Qingyang walked over and stood beside the descendant of Hou Qing. Then he punched without holding back any strength. The terrifying power of billions was enough to almost blow up a world.
In his palm, there lay quietly a crystal clear bead. The bead was as red as emerald green, without any blood threads or even a trace of blood dripping. It was only stable and round.
It was an indescribable feeling that made people unable to grasp. Except for Feng Qingyang and the successor of Hou Qing who fell to the ground, no one knew what happened at the last moment, when the dazzling light burst out.
"I share your sorrow. We are both rootless floaters in the universe, drifting without our own will. We don't even know where we are going. How can I resist something that is beyond my control?"
He looked deeply at Feng Qingyang. There was an imperceptible crack between his eyebrows. The crack was as thin as a hair, but if you look closely, you can still find that there are still blood stains on the crack. Not only that, even the skin is a little dry.
It’s not that he can’t get up, but after losing the source of his power, he has turned into an ordinary person. He is still a zombie, but was beaten back into a circle by Feng Qingyang.
However, at the last moment, Feng Qingyang stopped. They were of the same clan, so why bother killing each other? What he wanted was Hou Qing's luck, not his life.
Therefore, Feng Qingyang stopped and only took away the opponent's backward eye. At the last moment, he injected a drop of his own blood into the opponent's body to save his life so that he would not degenerate into the most ancient and dull low-level zombie.
His essence and blood were so thick that this descendant of Hou Qing now had a feeling of being broken. It was the pressure of his essence and blood. Only now did he understand how powerful Feng Qingyang was.
"Your strength is indeed different from mine. I am blessed by external forces, but yours is all yours..." The two of them spoke words that no one else could understand, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.
"This is not your fault. People with different beliefs cannot work together. Paths can be changed. No one can set absolute constants. You must remember this." Feng Qingyang nodded, but did not answer him. Instead, he changed the subject and said so.
He exerted a little force with his palm, and the words of backward leaning within it quietly merged into his body. After rising to the place of the Heavenly Eye, they merged with it again.
This was the first time he felt the true aura of a powerful ancient zombie. The throbbing in his blood made him suddenly feel that this was how it should be.
Even though his origins were not from the Hou Zun, he was definitely inseparable from these zombie ancestors, and even from the lonely and wandering zombie spirits who had perished in the long river of history and whose wills could never enter reincarnation.
"By the way, who is the saint you are talking about?" Getting back to the point, Feng Qingyang remembered what the other party said when she first appeared. He was still a little confused when he thought about it now.
“Saint…” The descendant of Hou Qing raised his head and smiled bitterly. He wanted to stand up, but fell to the ground again halfway through his struggle. Although Feng Qingyang withdrew his last punch, all the bones in his body were broken. It would not be so easy to recover.
Helpless, he could only lie down again, looking at Feng Qingyang with complicated expression: "Her name is Gu Qianxun, the first saint of my sealed world, the granddaughter of the first sealed master, and she is my admirer..." At this point, a touch of love and reminiscence flashed in the eyes of the descendant of Hou Qing.
"But this time when she came back, Feng Zun discovered that her vital energy was damaged. After tracing it, he actually found you, someone who is very similar to me.
Needless to say, I was very shocked at the time, and Feng Zun even thought that person was me for a while, after all, our auras were so similar. "
There was a moment's silence. Perhaps it was Feng Qingyang's blood and essence that took effect. He no longer looked like mud like before, but staggered to his feet.
Although the initial anger and murderous intent were no longer in his eyes, the unwillingness that was so strong that it was almost impossible to dissipate was still revealed undisguisedly in his gaze.
“It was not until the Saint described your appearance that I was finally sure that you were another me. Back then, I devoured the general’s descendants with my third eye, and thus regained my memory. Therefore, I knew that when the battlefield between the two worlds opened, I would definitely meet you.
However, even I never thought that the way we met would be like this!"
After saying that, the descendant of Hou Qing took two steps at a time and came to Feng Qingyang's side. In the surprised eyes of everyone, he suddenly punched the other person on the shoulder.
The two of them came to an extreme confrontation, but just as the descendant of Hou Qian retreated, a flash of shock and anger clearly appeared in Feng Qingyang's eyes.
It was a look of being deceived. Obviously, at the last moment, he got a piece of information that was particularly important to him from the person behind him.
"Just remember, be careful. This is our destiny. No matter if you devour me or I merge with you, the final result will be the same!"
"I owe you my life this time, and I have no way to repay you, but the next time we meet, I will still treat you as my mortal enemy and end it all!"
He said this calmly, his expression indifferent, as if everything that happened before was unimportant.
After pondering for a while, Feng Qingyang nodded, but did not speak. Instead, he turned around, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the sky.
In a short period of time, countless red threads rose into the sky, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.
"If all this is true, then what are we?" Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was talking to the successor of Hou Qing behind him.
"Whether it's true or not, we have to be careful, right? No matter what, remember my words. We will meet again in the future!"
Hou Qing's descendant clasped his fists and bowed, expressing his gratitude to the other party for showing mercy. Then he turned into a long rainbow, galloping across the earth, and disappeared in an instant.
"Is that the place where the seal is located?"