Inside the snow-covered palace, seeing Feng Wu return to the Immortal Emperor realm, Snow Goddess Kong Hua felt a complex mix of emotions.
Inside the Sword God Palace, Sword God Xie Chen stared at Feng Wu's figure, his face expressionless.
Xie Chen was only a few hundred thousand years old. When Feng Wu perished, his ancestors for eighteen generations hadn't even been born yet. Feng Chu was beside him. Although he didn't know Feng Wu, he had often heard A Yao mention her, so he was practically an acquaintance he had never met. Seeing Feng Wu return to the Immortal Emperor realm, he felt a little excited.
"Wow, this is the former empress of the Primordial Phoenix Clan! Her aura is so powerful!"
On a cliff somewhere in the ancient realm, Hua Yan, whose silencing had been lifted, clapped her hands and laughed. As a woman, she naturally felt a fondness for powerful women of the same sex. Seeing the peerless beauty of Feng Wu, she instinctively felt a liking for her. Although Feng Qing was also powerful and extremely beautiful, she didn't particularly like Feng Qing, especially after hearing some things about Feng Qing from her master, which made her even more indifferent to Feng Qing.
"Master, Master, will Feng Wu win? Will she kill Feng Qing? Master, Master, the Demon Emperor and the others have all joined in the fun, why don't you join in too? Why don't you help Feng Wu? That way she'll owe us a favor in the future. Master, Master, please?" Hua Yan shook Li Yan's arm and said with a smile.
As Li Yan listened to her incessant chatter, he desperately resisted the urge to mute her again.
Inside the Demon Realm, the Crimson Skeleton Demon Lord gritted his teeth as he stared at Feng Wu, who had regained her Immortal Emperor cultivation. He regretted not being more decisive earlier and had gone directly to the Underworld. Now that this woman had recovered her cultivation, she would surely come seeking revenge, which was troublesome.
Or, let's take this opportunity and join forces with Feng Qing to take down this woman.
He pondered this in his heart.
"Master!"
Ayao gazed at Feng Wu's figure, her heart pounding with excitement. She stood up and flew into the sky. The projections of the Thunder Emperor and the Moon Empress ceased their battle, as did the projections of Luo Bai and the Snow Goddess with Feng Qing. Even the Night King stopped fighting with Extinction Heart Luo.
The Phoenix Clan Immortal Kings, along with the Great Luo Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals, stared at Feng Wu's figure, their mouths agape, completely dumbfounded.
When Feng Qing and Mo Xuan saw Feng Wu, who had regained her Immortal Emperor cultivation, their expressions turned extremely grim. Feng Qing, in particular, clenched her fists tightly.
Feng Wu looked at Mo Xuan with her golden-red eyes. Her body shimmered with red light, illuminating the sky and earth of the underworld. She appeared in front of Mo Xuan in an instant.
She struck Mo Xuan's chest with her palm, and Mo Xuan's expression changed drastically. Such speed! He tried to dodge but failed. He was sent flying by Feng Wu's palm, blasted out of the Netherworld and into the starry sky, where he crashed into and shattered several large stars.
"Mo Xuan—"
Feng Qing caught Mo Xuan in a flash.
She supported Mo Xuan, and the two stood in the starry sky, separated by hundreds of millions of miles, looking at Feng Wu who was flying towards them.
Feng Wu's figure transformed into a phoenix with a body a million feet long. This phoenix spread its wings and stirred up a storm of flames, seemingly about to burn the entire starry sky. The starry sky trembled violently, and the entire cold universe seemed to become extremely hot.
Although Mo Xuan was struck by a palm, he was wearing the Primordial Armor and only coughed up blood.
He glanced at Feng Qing, as if asking her what to do now.
Feng Qing looked into the void and said loudly:
"Fellow Daoists, whatever your motives, as long as you help me kill this woman and her disciple, the Phoenix Clan will never forget your kindness. I have no interest in the Mirror of Karma or anything else. Please, fellow Daoists, do as you please!"
Feng Qing's voice echoed throughout the entire starry sky, reaching very, very far. She was actually speaking to the Night King, the Crimson Skeleton Demon Lord, and the Demon Emperor Tianluo. As the ruler of the Phoenix Clan and the Empress of the Ancient Phoenix Clan, it was understandable for her to join forces with the Demon Emperor Tianluo, but to join forces with the Night King and the Crimson Skeleton Demon Lord, two demons, was to fall into depravity.
Therefore, she didn't say it explicitly, but she believed that the Night King, the Crimson Corpse Demon Lord, and possibly others who were secretly watching should all understand that once she, Feng Qing, perished, and Feng Wu joined forces with her disciple, no matter what their purpose was, they would not be able to achieve it.
It's one thing for Feng Wu to return to the Immortal Emperor realm, but her disciple was able to project seven Immortal Emperors using the Causal Mirror. Even if they had no grudge against Feng Wu, shouldn't he be wary?
Sword God Xie Chen, Blade Madman Li Yan, Lord of the Black Nest, and others—Feng Qing knew they were all paying attention to this place. They had no grudge against Feng Wu, but if they felt any fear, they might not mind secretly lending a hand.
No sooner had she finished speaking than the Night King and the projection of Extinction Heart Luo resumed their battle.
After pondering for a moment, the Crimson Corpse Demon Lord rose from his throne, transformed into a cloud of red mist, tore through the void, and headed towards the Underworld.
The Demon Emperor Tianlu hesitated, unsure whether to continue fighting or not. In truth, he and Feng Wu didn't have any irreconcilable feud, though they disliked each other. He had only intervened out of curiosity, unable to tolerate the arrogance of a mere Earth Immortal like A Yao.
In the Demon Realm, beneath an ancient tree shrouded in gray mist, sat an old woman with white hair. Floating before her was a giant eye, her left eye empty without a pupil, its socket radiating numerous blood vessels connected to the floating eyeball. She too was gazing towards the Underworld, and she too heard Feng Qing's voice.
On a long, dark river, there was a large, dark ship. On the ship floated ancient lamps that emitted a faint green light. The faint green light illuminated a tall, slender figure. The person was wearing a mask and was gazing into the void.
In the distant starry sky, deep within a planet shrouded in mist, there was a crimson light, and within the light, there seemed to be a human figure. The beings within also heard Feng Qing's voice.
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