"Feng Qingyang?" Han Cangzi glanced at Feng Qingyang, his pupils shrank slightly, and the murderous aura that filled his body suddenly disappeared. But on the surface, he pretended to be confused, shook his head, and said that he didn't know him.
“Senior Han, whether you remember me or not, I still want to give you a piece of advice. If one day you still want to live, you can come find me.” Feng Qingyang turned into a long rainbow and rose into the sky again.
Han Cangzi narrowed his eyes and quickly glanced at Feng Qingyang standing in the void, admiring him in his heart. Although his words were unpleasant to the ear, the concern in them was evident, and he naturally understood it.
He thought that the Ghost King was right. Feng Qingyang was indeed worthy of his reputation. He had extraordinary talent, was loyal and righteous, and was a person worth relying on. However, he had a hot temper.
It was his own retrograde deduction that led him here. Now, in public, he couldn't recognize the other party immediately. Otherwise, he would be going against the world and digging his own grave.
Even if these monks couldn't do anything to him, what about Heaven? If he had immediately joined Feng Qingyang, how could he not know the supreme will of Heaven
What's more, now that the two worlds are on the battlefield, the master of the world needs him to take charge. If it is really as Feng Qingyang said, and he can't survive, then going to find him is not a bad idea.
From beginning to end, Feng Qingyang only said this one sentence and never mentioned the past again. He was a frank person and didn't beat around the bush. He knew that Han Cangzi already knew who he was, and the reason why he didn't dare to recognize him was probably because of the will of heaven.
He stood in the void, the cold wind whistling, blowing his long hair. He clasped his hands together and quickly mobilized the Ruoshui spirit in the Dantian world within his body.
Ever since the world bead was infused with the four origins, the spirituality within it has been completely hidden. Even if Feng Qingyang entered the Dantian world, he could not find it for a while.
But now, as the controller, he mobilized the blood of the Corpse King. With just a sweep, he discovered the spirit of Ruoshui, who was hiding at the bottom of the river that ran through the Dantian world.
At first, it had not yet taken shape and was just a mass of consciousness, but now it has begun to take shape and shows signs of turning into a human form. Feng Qingyang secretly underestimated them. When he has time, he will definitely torture these original spirits severely, otherwise his majesty will probably fade with the passage of time.
He clasped his hands together and opened up the Dantian world. For a moment, two different auras appeared. Although this aura was weaker than the aura from the spiritual world, it was extremely refined.
Everyone just took a breath and were deeply fascinated, unable to extricate themselves. Feng Qingyang raised his hand and waved, and a vortex suddenly appeared on the side of his body.
The vortex was deep and one could not see the world inside it. The devouring force it emanated contained the magical power of rules. Suddenly, everyone saw a flash before their eyes and a naked child in a blue bellyband staggered out of the vortex.
She first bowed deeply to Feng Qingyang, then raised her little hand, and pointed her pink little finger at the Ruoshui flowing below. At that moment, the mountains shook and the earth trembled.
The vast and boundless water actually began to flow backwards, from the ground to the void, and then all entered the body of the naked child, while the other party just opened his mouth and kept swallowing.
"Who is he?"
"Dare to swallow Ruoshui?" Everyone exclaimed, their jaws dropped, thinking to themselves that it was impossible. How could there be someone in the world who could swallow Ruoshui? The surprise was only short-lived. After all, the people present were all powerful figures. After thinking about it, they thought that this child might be the spirit of Ruoshui. Otherwise, it would be impossible to move such a heavy Ruoshui.
The roar shook the heaven and earth, and the monks on both sides stared at each other. They knew that once Ruoshui, who was blocking them between them, disappeared, a melee between the two sides would follow.
One hour, two hours, and finally three hours passed before the Ruoshui Spirit completely devoured the Ruoshui below. Although... the river was still there, it no longer smelled of Ruoshui.
Feng Qingyang took a deep look at Ruoshui's spirit, and as soon as he thought of it, he sent it back to the Dantian world. He stood in the void, looking down on the crowd. Although he did not speak, his eyes were self-evident. He was not here to kill, he just came to watch the battle and take Ruoshui.
"Senior, I still say the same thing. If you want to come and see me one day, you can come. I hope you won't be averse to past grudges." Feng Qingyang's heart moved, and he immediately transmitted the message.
Almost at this moment, the heaven and earth shook, and the power of rules that bound them dissipated. Everyone could finally use their magical powers and no longer had to fight with their physical bodies in pain.
Han Cangzi nodded, without looking at him, nor did he answer Feng Qingyang's reply. Instead, he led the people in charge of the world and rushed towards the people in the sealed world on the other side of the river.
At this point, Feng Qingyang wanted to leave, but just as he was about to leave, the sky shook, and a powerful pressure immediately suppressed the people who were about to collide with each other below.
The originally noisy surroundings suddenly became quiet due to this vibration. The sound of things landing could be heard, and one could even hear each other's strong heartbeats.
Feng Qingyang was stunned. He clearly felt that under this vibration, there seemed to be a powerful consciousness locking onto him. The strength of this consciousness was definitely beyond that of a semi-saint.
"Quasi-saint!"
The mixed-feather bird on his shoulder suddenly screamed. Ever since his body disappeared, he seemed a little silent and even more worried. If Feng Qingyang didn't talk to him, he would almost remain silent forever.
Along the way, Feng Qingyang also guessed what was on his mind. Perhaps like old man Hou, they were both people from the Supreme Divine Realm, and he was probably coming from a more terrifying background.
Otherwise, it would not have been torn into pieces, and his head would not have been suppressed in the spiritual world. At this time, the mixed-haired bird cried out in surprise, as if a thunder exploded in his ears.
Feng Qingyang almost grabbed the other person and beat him up.
"What is a quasi-saint?" Feng Qingyang asked doubtfully. He only knew that in the spiritual world, besides the Saint, there was also a Semi-saint who had surpassed the peak of the Dao Transformation Realm. It was said that the Semi-saint was almost approaching the Saint.
But now, a quasi-saint has appeared. What kind of powerful person is this
"Hey kid, you are a powerful man now after all, how come you don't even know about a quasi-saint?" As he spoke, he continued to spread knowledge.
But now, how could he nag? After the consciousness descended, it suddenly turned into a dragon-shaped ruler in the sky. It waved in the air, and great power descended from the sky.
It was almost like a crushing force, sweeping across Feng Qingyang with unstoppable force. From the looks of it, it seemed that he wanted to kill him with one blow, without any intention of leaving any room for him.
Feng Qingyang's eyes focused. Under this pressure, he finally felt a powerful threat. This threat - could be fatal!