In the mythical age, I, Pangu, created the world and attained enlightenment.

Chapter 152 The Mysterious Immortal King!

Having witnessed the terror of the Soul River while in a small world, Feng Qingyang naturally no longer had the same thoughts as before!
The best we can do right now is to wait and see, and wait for our strength to increase significantly again before we start thinking about those things!
Having not felt this way for a long time, Feng Qingyang felt a slight restlessness in his blood, eager to make a big splash in this immortal realm!
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Time passes minute by minute!
In the blink of an eye, fifty thousand years have passed!

Within this small world, Feng Qingyang was surrounded by dazzling golden light, so bright that he seemed like a true god descending to earth!

"So much time has passed, and the strange forces within the River of Souls haven't come looking for me. It seems they won't leave there anytime soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell upon the world around him, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes!
The dangers we will encounter in the future will be much more terrifying, and the troubles we will face will become increasingly powerful. We must raise our cultivation level from True Immortal to Immortal King as soon as possible!
However, this process takes a very long time. Fortunately, it has already transcended the river of time and will no longer be eroded by the years!

Therefore, Feng Qingyang didn't need to worry about anything. However, he wanted to eliminate the Soul River forces as soon as possible!

However, it seems he shouldn't be too hasty, otherwise it might have the opposite effect!
So he stopped thinking about anything else; what was meant to happen would happen eventually!
At the same time, the strange forces within the River of Souls have noticed Feng Qingyang, who had previously broken in, and witnessed him relying on his True Immortal realm!
Yet he was able to kill several peak True Immortals, a strange feat. This strength was immense, even greater than that of the God Emperor who, after entering the path to immortality in the Primordial Era, was forced to become a member of the Soul River!
Therefore, the best outcome for him to have any thoughts about Feng Qingyang would be similar to that of the God Emperor, becoming a member of the Soul River!
If they disagree, then naturally they will not give Feng Qingyang a chance to live and will kill him on the spot!

Subsequently, several Celestial Kings mysteriously followed the traces he left behind and began searching for his figure!
As for Feng Qingyang, who was in the small world, he was unaware that the strange forces within the Soul River had already set their sights on him.

Danger is creeping in, and a great battle is about to begin!
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Soon, several thousand years passed.

Feng Qingyang sensed the fluctuations emanating from the void. He frowned, and the aura emanating from them was even stronger than that of a peak True Immortal in the Strange World and the River of Souls!
It was clearly a powerful being at the Immortal King level who had descended, but he was puzzled as to why the other party would come to this world!
"Could there be some treasure hidden here?"

Even a Celestial King-level expert wouldn't need to fear him after he stepped into the True Immortal Realm!
Their strength is comparable to that of a top-tier Immortal King, so there's no need to worry about being unable to defeat them!

"found it!"

A low growl, like that of a ghost from the underworld, rang out, sending chills down one's spine and making one's eyes widen!

"So... so scary!"

Sensing an extremely terrifying aura emanating from the small world, the creature within spoke in a shocked tone.

At the same time, Feng Qingyang focused his gaze on the several figures that appeared in the void!

The aura emanating from these people was that of a Celestial King without exception, and the aura they exuded revealed a strange quality!
"The eerie forces of the Soul River have actually come knocking on our door!"

Seeing this, he said in an icy tone.

Recalling his previous strange encounters with several peak True Immortals in the River of Souls, he never expected that they would have the patience to follow the traces he left behind and spend thousands of years searching for him!
"Looks like I'll have to conceal my presence from now on!"

Given this situation, Feng Qingyang's battle is definitely unavoidable!
The several Immortal Kings in the void were strange, exuding an oppressive and terrifying aura. Their bodies were like ancient corpses eroded by time, their skin withered like dry tree bark, covered with dark red cracks, as if they were about to collapse at any moment, yet they were forcibly held together by some ominous black mist!
Their flesh was grayish-white, occasionally oozing a viscous black liquid that corroded the void as it dripped, forming tiny black holes. A smooth, pale mask, covered in eerie runes, sometimes writhing, sometimes solidifying!
These bizarre immortal kings also have deformed bodies; some have six arms, each holding a different cursed artifact!
Some had their lower bodies transformed into snake tails, with foul-smelling pus and blood seeping from between their scales. Others had rotten wings growing from their backs, their feathers falling away, leaving only bare white bones that scattered decaying ashes when they flapped their wings!
Thick black mist constantly surrounded them, within which distorted human faces could be vaguely seen, seemingly the remnants of civilizations they had destroyed, constantly emitting silent shrieks!
Wherever the black mist passes, everything withers and even light is swallowed up, forming an absolute desolate realm!

In particular, one or more scarlet vertical pupils split open on the chest, palms, or forehead, reflecting countless eras of destruction!
When you gaze at a target, the soul of the person being gazed at will gradually disintegrate and become part of their black mist!

"They've come to take you home!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a crack appeared on the mask of a strange immortal king, revealing endless darkness inside, within which countless wailing souls could be vaguely seen struggling!
The sounds they uttered were like the murmurs of millions of dead souls, causing mental confusion and bewilderment!

"Hmph! You strange forces from the River of Souls, do you really think I'd be afraid of you few Immortal Kings?"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and his body erupted with unparalleled immortal light, dispelling all darkness!
The two sides displayed such formidable power that they were evenly matched for a time, which surprised even the eerie immortal king in the void!

Who exactly is this true immortal before us? His strength is terrifying!
But now is not the time to think about that. If they cannot force this True Immortal into becoming a member of their Soul River, they will have no choice but to kill him!
In this world, the confrontation between Feng Qingyang and several strange immortal kings caused the stars in the void to tremble!

"Take them away by force!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange immortal king made his move, his terrifying power sweeping away all the darkness in the world!

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang was not afraid at all. A golden light emerged from his hand, and the Great Dao of Time and Space also flowed!

"Boom!"

The long river of time reveals itself, time reverses, and the world is turned upside down!
At the same time, the Pangu Axe, carrying endless chaotic energy, tore through the void and cleaved towards these strange immortal kings!

"cut!"

The majestic voice echoed throughout the entire small world, and all living beings who heard it felt an urge to kneel down in worship!

"boom!"

The ultimate power erupted. Although those strange immortal kings knew that Feng Qingyang, this true immortal, could not be compared with ordinary true immortals, his strength was too terrifying!

In an instant, one after another, unparalleled killings occurred, which was completely unexpected!

The body of a strange immortal king was almost obliterated, and the black mist surrounding him dimmed considerably!

(End of this chapter)