In truth, it wasn't entirely the Celestial Mystic Immortal King's fault.
Although Dao Yi exuded an aura, it wasn't complete, and his realm was inherently higher than that old fellow, the Celestial Mystic Immortal King. As long as he concealed his realm, the Celestial Mystic Immortal King couldn't possibly discern it.
Hearing these words.
The Celestial Mystic Immortal King's eyes showed displeasure. A mere junior dared to be so arrogant in his presence?
"Junior, cease your impudence!"
The Celestial Mystic Immortal King directly attacked, a surge of mental power erupting forth, heading towards Feng Chen.
Boom.
Dao Yi's aura soared, like an erupting volcano, the overwhelming power sweeping across the entire world, enveloping several surrounding Dao Domains in a hellish pressure.
Divine might like a prison.
Whether True Immortals or Immortal Kings, all felt an extremely terrifying pressure.
Bearing the brunt.
The Celestial Mystic Immortal King felt it most deeply.
Because.
Before him.
This person was about to become an Immortal King Overlord, not the ordinary Immortal King he had imagined.
Instantly.
The Celestial Mystic Immortal King regretted it. Offending an Immortal King Overlord was an extremely terrifying trouble.
Perhaps the entire Celestial Mystic Dao Domain would be erased.
Moreover, despite the mere two-word difference between a top-tier Immortal King and an Immortal King Overlord, their strength was immeasurable.
They were not on the same level at all.
Boom.
Dao Yi directly attacked, throwing a punch that, accompanied by the Chaos River, directly sent the Celestial Mystic Immortal King flying.
"Immortal King Overlord, the Celestial Mystic Dao Sect has stirred up trouble."
"Who would have thought that the Feng family's Divine Son who fled back then would return two years later with such terrifying combat power."
"It's truly unimaginable. This time, the Feng family is doomed, and the Celestial Mystic Dao Sect is likely in dire straits as well."
"Not necessarily. Those old monsters probably won't allow the fall of two Immortal Kings, after all, they are two top-tier combat forces."
"The border is already very dangerous, and the combat power is insufficient. The foreign lands may attack at any time. To resist the foreign lands, the Celestial Mystic Immortal King and the others should not die."
"Alas, in the war between the two worlds, Immortal Kings are the backbone. Even the fall of one is an extremely great loss!"
"I don't know about anything else, but these two Immortal Kings of the Celestial Mystic Dao Sect are likely to be beaten up."
"That's natural."
Divine thoughts collided, and many old monsters communicated in the void.
They also didn't expect.
That Feng Chen actually had an Immortal King.
And also an Immortal King Overlord.
This was somewhat unexpected.
On the other side.
Feng Chen stood in the high sky, looking at the Feng family below, his eyes ice-cold, and ordered the people behind him, saying word by word: "Massacre the Feng family, leave no one alive!"
Just as he said.
After the Feng Chen lineage was cleansed two years ago, the clansmen in Feng Chen's heart were all dead.
Now.
In Feng Chen's eyes.
The Feng family members in front of him were similar to the Golden-Winged Roc race of the Azure Billow World, similar to those Primordial Royal Clans, they were merely enemies, not clansmen.
Without an Immortal seated in town, the Feng family was like a toothless tiger, facing the surging crowd of the Yama Palace.
No one could contend.
Mu Jianxue took the lead, directly killing out, sword energy awe-inspiring, one person one sword, in the blink of an eye several Supreme Sovereigns directly fell.
Ao Cang was as fierce as usual, terrifyingly cold, slapping a Supreme Sovereign to death with one palm.
Unable to contend.
Unable to resist.
Many Feng family members were all massacred.
Rivers of blood flowed, corpses drifted.
Looking at the Feng family below, Feng Chen's face changed, his eyes ice-cold, as if some kind of fluctuation appeared, but it was erased again.
"Divine Son Your Highness!" Aunt Xue came to Feng Chen's front, looking at Feng Chen's face, feeling somewhat pained.
No one knew how much pressure Feng Chen, who had killed his way back from the lower realm, was under.
Nor would anyone know.
The original Feng Chen was not like this, but rather an extremely optimistic person, it was only after the events of two years ago.
Feng Chen's optimism, his past disposition, had all changed.
He was no longer the him of the past, he was no longer optimistic.
"I'm fine!"
A smile appeared on Feng Chen's ice-cold face, and then he smiled.
Without words.
He took Feng Han's divine soul, placed him in front of the Feng family, looked at the tragic state of the Feng family, and said faintly: "Feng Han, do you see, your clansmen, your bloodline, have all died."
"But you will not die, you will be imprisoned here, day after day echoing this piece of time, echoing the death of your son, the death of your grandson, and the death of all your relatives, all those you acknowledge!"
"Always maintaining, maintaining until the end of time."
As long as I, Feng Chen, am still here for one day, you, Feng Han, will not die, but will always watch this piece of time, watching the tragic state of your relatives, always echoing in your mind.
I will not kill you.
Killing you would be the best relief.
Hearing these words.
Feng Han revealed panic, fear arising from the depths of his heart.
Death, to some extent, is a relief.
But Feng Chen's approach would make Feng Han's life worse than death, living more painful than dying.
Day after day, year after year.
Even if Feng Han's will is firm, constant dripping wears away the stone, there will always be a day when his will is broken through.
This is a brutal torment... .
Chapter 172
"Kong Xuan!"
Feng Chen whispered a sentence, and a figure suddenly came to Feng Chen's front, without any aura, as if not in this piece of time and space.
No one could detect it.
Even Immortal King Overlords were the same, as long as Kong Xuan intentionally concealed his aura, it was destined that it would be impossible to detect him.
And this was the terror of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
In fact, he had always been around Feng Chen, like a Dao Protector?
In short.
With Kong Xuan present, Feng Chen was not afraid of others making a move, even if it was an Immortal King.
"Extract the memories and scenes of the tragic deaths of the Feng family members below and seal them in Feng Han's divine soul, so that he can never forget them. In addition, extract the memories from his divine soul and copy a copy for me."
Feng Chen said.
In fact, he could also search the soul, but it would require using the Future Self.
Feng Chen felt it was unnecessary.
The Future Self was once a month, and Feng Han was not worth him using it specifically, and with Kong Xuan present, why use the Future Self?
Right?
"Okay," Kong Xuan nodded, and one hand probed out, grabbing Feng Han's divine soul, and instantly displayed some kind of secret technique.
All of Feng Han's memories emerged, and then he copied these memories and condensed them into a bead and handed it to Feng Chen.
And inside the bead was Feng Han's life's memories.
Afterwards.
Kong Xuan's right hand condensed, a ray of light emerged, a long river emerged, and then he reached out and grabbed, as if intercepting a part of the power of the long river, and reprinted all the things that happened in this section of the long river.
After that.
Pressing it into Feng Han's divine soul, and then setting a seal, inside which was a wisp of his divine thought.
