The will was like a rainbow, filling the space between heaven and earth, as if a powerful will powerful enough to shake the sky had suddenly appeared within the sealed boundary. However, this will was extremely special, and if a cultivator from the sealed boundary were here again, he would definitely not be able to detect it.
After this kind of powerfulness spread, it was above heaven and earth, and it was the only one that was so intertwined that it was impossible to tell whether it was Feng Qingyang or the Sealing Tree God.
This is the third powerful will born in the entire spiritual world. This will has grown to the point where it is powerful enough to destroy the heaven and earth.
Although their names are different, their meanings are similar. The will of the cave master is called the spiritual world, the will of heaven is called the Huoling, and as for Feng Qingyang's will, it is called - against the will of heaven!
Now, when this third will erupted, especially since he himself had already passed the calamity of the king, the sudden outburst of his will and pressure was unmatched even by the Sealing Tree God, who was the number one in the Sealing Realm.
After all, this is an inequality in the levels of life. Even though his actual cultivation surpasses Feng Qingyang countless times, fundamentally, he is already behind Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang had cold eyes, a stern look, and a solemn appearance, making him look like a Buddhist or Taoist monk. But in fact, he just stood there without moving at all.
His eyes were calm and deep, but his wills were colliding between heaven and earth, one black and one gold, two completely different wills, transforming into two different rivers of heaven and earth.
The center of this clash and collision was jagged and crushed to the point of void collapse. The overflowing will shattered the heaven and earth, and the vibration from the forbidden area spread far and wide.
Even the entire sealed world felt the changes in the forbidden land. Even in the battlefield between the two worlds, the guarding monks at the edge of the third vortex still looked at the center of the vortex with a strange expression, revealing a strong will.
“This is… the will of the tree god…” one person said in horror. Speaking of the tree god, he was originally supreme, but after appearing in their mouths, there was a strong sense of fear.
"Whose black will is this then?" someone asked again. He looked just as terrified, but within his terrified expression, there was a hint of difference.
This difference appeared very abruptly. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. Several guarding monks looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"It's him!" Everyone said to each other almost in unison, and in a sealed base camp not far from the vortex, this place was located behind the battlefield between the two worlds.
On top of the towering mountain, there is an ancient cave. Inside the cave, there are two people, a man and a woman, one old and one young, who are sitting cross-legged.
Just as this black will penetrated the vortex and appeared on the battlefield between the two worlds, his originally silent face suddenly moved, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.
The woman who was sitting quietly beside him also trembled imperceptibly at this look, her eyes flickering with a gleam of light that was clearly an unstoppable murderous intent.
After the old man opened his eyes, his dim eyes suddenly began to distort, and his dark pupils turned red in an instant, but this red was not scarlet, but a strange dark red. In the dark red, there were three spots of light that showed the true three elements.
If Feng Qingyang were to see it again, he would surely discover that the light spot was so similar to the curse rune in his body, except that it was not as ancient as his largest rune.
His body began to shake after coming into contact with this breath. Ge Ran stood up and looked at the girl beside him. He frowned and his mind was as clear as a mirror. He immediately thought of something.
"Is it him?"
"Yeah." The woman responded lightly and nodded. Then her body shook and disappeared on the spot. When she appeared again, she had arrived at the entrance of the third vortex. Her appearance made the guards standing there gasp, but before they could recover from their shock.
There was unexpectedly another old man beside her. This old man had a stern look in his eyes as he looked at the girl who disappeared in the third whirlpool and sighed softly. At this moment, there was no severity on his face, only kindness, that kind of special care that belonged to a father. Combined with his long white hair, he gave people the feeling of an old man who was already in his twilight years and at the end of his life.
But this is a rumor. The cultivators guarding the place are not fools. When the old man appeared, several of them trembled all over. Almost at the same time, they knelt on the ground without thinking, with pious looks and strong enthusiasm in their eyes.
"We... greet the First One!"
“No need to be polite…” the old man said lightly, and then he ignored it and looked at the golden will and black will that kept overflowing from the vortex. After hesitating for a moment, he took a step forward and disappeared into it suddenly.
Knowing that he was gone, the people kneeling below did not stand up. Their bodies were like a sieve with countless holes, shaking uncontrollably because of shock and excitement.
“The first one, he is the first one… I didn’t expect that I would only get to see the first one in my lifetime!” Someone murmured. After standing up, he looked at the old man who disappeared in the vortex. His body suddenly glowed with brilliance.
At the same time, the others were also looking at their own changes in shock. When the first one descended, they clearly felt a pure and refined power of the curse enveloping them.
At that time, I thought I would perish under this power, but now I realize that this is their blessing. Just by meeting them once, I have improved a small realm.
For them on the battlefield, the improvement of their realm means the strengthening of their strength. Once they become stronger, they will have a greater chance of saving their lives and not dying in this mineral war.
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"Tree God, do you remember that I said I would come to collect your tree heart?" The clash of wills shook the heaven and earth, but Feng Qingyang did not become arrogant because of the evenly matched wills.
Although the words sounded a bit harsh, coupled with his expression at the moment, it was an imperative. There was no right or wrong, but it had to be this way.
"I am a god in the sealed world. Even the first of the eight hundred Curse Lords will be treated with respect. Why do you think you can take my tree heart?"
The old man smiled, as if he had heard the funniest joke, but his eyes clearly trembled slightly after hearing Feng Qingyang's words.
He clearly remembered that it had not been long since the last time the two of them met, but in such a short period of time, the other party had become so powerful, especially the pure black will, which carried a kind of desolation, that terrifying will. Although not as huge as his, it was indeed purer than his. Even he had to worship it.