"If you are still you, then we will walk out of this cage together. If you are not you... then we will go our separate ways!"
Feng Qingyang raised his head, his expression becoming more and more solemn. It was already a critical moment. He didn't know whether he could gain the absolute upper hand and regain control of his body with his current consciousness.
The roaring sound continued to be heard, and the mighty aura spread throughout the entire sealed realm, so much so that those sealed realm cultivators hiding in the dark had a feeling that the world was changing.
The tree god collapsed, and the energy of the curse could not be purified, so the only fate that awaited them was slow destruction. However, most of the super powers were now on the battlefield between the two worlds. As a result, the sealed world seemed slightly calmer at this time, without the chaos that was imagined.
Time passed. Feng Qingyang meditated twice, but every time he opened his eyes, he silently prayed to the five-colored divine light in the sky. He naturally understood that the confrontation had reached a climax.
However, when he thought of the fruit he had given away, he felt at ease instantly. At least he trusted the bird so much that he believed that it would not be quickly assimilated by his body, otherwise, he would not have persisted for so long.
Buzz…
Suddenly, there was a howling of strong winds, and the five-colored divine light that filled the sky suddenly exploded. The dazzling light was particularly beautiful when viewed from afar, and it was even more dazzling, and it fell into their hearts.
In addition to the initial fear, there was also an exceptionally powerful light that penetrated the heaven and earth. The fusion within it had become increasingly intense, and it suddenly shrank almost in an instant.
And at the moment of contraction, a wild laugh spread throughout the world, and the five-colored divine light dissipated. Instead, in the sky and earth, a huge colorful peacock stood proudly.
The colorful feathers of the golden antelope were like the most beautiful things in time, dignified and elegant, with unrivaled charm. At this moment, it seemed that even the heaven and earth could not compete with him. His charm that made everything else pale in comparison almost completely shocked everyone.
Feng Qingyang was silent, with a complicated look on his face, looking at the mixed-feather bird in the sky. To be precise, it should be called Kong Xuan at this time. He seemed to have thought of something, casually moved the storage ring, and nodded imperceptibly.
Below the spiritual world, in the sealed boundary, a colorful peacock stood in the sky, releasing a will that shook the heavens and the earth in its eyes. This was a will that was even more powerful than Feng Qingyang's.
It seems that the heavenly laws here, even the spiritual world, cannot suppress him. One can naturally feel a sense of arrogance from him, and this arrogance comes from the heart.
Proud of the sky, the earth, and the sky, he is the only one in the world, extremely domineering, yet extremely cruel. In this respect, he is somewhat similar to Feng Qingyang.
He looked at Feng Qingyang quietly, his huge body motionless in the void, his cold expression with a hint of complexity and strangeness. Seeing this, Feng Qingyang sighed secretly, and the rotating storage ring also dimmed in an instant.
"There is no intersection, so naturally there is nothing in common." He thought to himself, and finally turned around. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that he wanted to leave this world and return to the battlefield between the two worlds to continue his conquest.
But just as he turned around, his body slowly became stiff, his eyes flashed with excitement, and even his breathing became a little faster in an instant.
He turned around suddenly and looked at Kong Xuan, who was only ten feet away from him. He suddenly laughed. At the same time, he waved his palm and threw the storage ring that had been with him since he started practicing to Kong Xuan.
"You are still you..."
"I'm still me!" Kong Xuan laughed wildly, but this time, besides the still domineering look in his laughter, there was also a kind of vulgarity that Feng Qingyang was particularly familiar with. Suddenly, he felt that this vulgarity was so appropriate at this moment.
At least, his friends have never left him, he is not fighting alone, he has important partners who join him in conquering the world and sweeping across the spiritual world.
"If I were not myself, wouldn't the countless spirit stones you owe me be wasted without even a bubble?" Kong Xuan laughed strangely, and his huge body slowly shrank back to the size of a palm, and his appearance also changed from the previous five-colored feathers to a bald appearance.
"Kong Xuan, don't you think it's a little ridiculous to behave like this?" Feng Qingyang was stunned and asked in confusion. At this moment, he looked so kind, but in the kindness, there was a touch of touching.
"Kong Xuan, I'm Bald Hair, a great existence that roams the heaven and earth. Even the sun loses its luster under my gorgeous feathers. I'm admired by countless people..." When he said this, he deliberately turned his head and habitually combed the few lonely bird feathers on his tail.
There was an indescribable look of pride on his face. Compared to his initial transparent self, the mixed-haired bird was now so energetic, almost a different person. But Feng Qingyang knew that he was still himself.
"My soul has been dissipating since the initial collapse, but I never thought that I would be truly reborn here. Even so, it cannot be considered a complete resurrection. This is only my head. My body is still suppressed in the Supreme God Realm. If you want to completely revive me, you still have to..."
Taotao originally didn't think of him, but suddenly he stopped talking, with a flash of anger and fear on his face. Seeing this, Feng Qingyang was shocked.
How powerful is the existence that can make him feel fear? Kong Xuan’s history on Earth is also that of a remarkable great sage. So what is his identity in the Supreme God Realm
For a moment, countless doubts filled his mind, but seeing that he was unwilling to talk, Feng Qingyang gave up the idea of asking him.
"As long as you are still you, then I promise you that one day, I will definitely let you truly resurrect." Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, and the solemnity in his expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by determination and persistence, which was the spirit of never giving up and the gentleman's promise to his friends.
When he said this, he clearly felt the change in the mixed-haired bird, but the two of them did not continue talking. They had thousands of words to say, but sometimes they were all in silence.
"Do you know what this battlefield between the two worlds represents?" Shaoqing, Feng Qingyang turned around, came to the side of the first statue, and asked softly. From beginning to end, he never looked at Gu Qianxun who was beside the first statue.
It’s not his arrogance, nor his disdain, but his intolerance!
Upon hearing this, a hint of bitterness suddenly appeared on the First Statue's stern face. It was obvious that with his strength and status, he naturally knew the final result.
"But what does it matter? All living things in the world will die one day. It's just a matter of time. I am satisfied to be the number one in the sealed world in this lifetime."
At this point, the First One's tone suddenly became solemn. This solemn look made Feng Qingyang's heart beat wildly.