Chapter 152: Eerie Immortal King!

Being in a Small World, after witnessing the terror of the Soul River, Feng Qingyang naturally didn't have the previous thoughts!

The most he could do now was to wait and see, waiting for his strength to be greatly improved again before thinking about those things!

Having not felt this way for a long time, the blood in Feng Qingyang's body was vaguely restless, wanting to have a big fight in this Xianyu!

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Time ticked away, second by second!

In the blink of an eye, 50,000 years passed in a flash!

And Feng Qingyang in this Small World had brilliant and dazzling golden light flickering all over his body, dazzling and incomparable, as if a true god had descended!

"After so long, the Eerie Faction in the Soul River hasn't found me. It seems they won't leave there for now!"

As the words fell, his gaze was fixed on this world, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes!

The dangers encountered in the future would be much more terrifying, and the troubles would become increasingly powerful; he must elevate his realm from True Immortal to Immortal King as soon as possible!

But the time consumed by this was undoubtedly very long. Fortunately, he had already jumped out of the River of Time and would no longer suffer the erosion of time!

So Feng Qingyang didn't need to worry about anything, but he wanted to wipe out this Soul River force as soon as possible!

However, looking at it now, he still couldn't be too hasty, otherwise, it would have the opposite effect!

So he stopped thinking about other things; what should come would eventually come!

At the same time, the Eerie Faction in the Soul River had already noticed Feng Qingyang, who had broken in here before. Seeing him rely on the True Immortal realm!

Yet he was able to kill several True Immortal peak Eerie ones. This strength was very powerful, even more powerful than Shenhuang, who was forced to become a member of the Soul River after breaking into the Longevity Path in the ancient era!

So they had some ideas about Feng Qingyang. The best result was to be like Shenhuang and become a member of the Soul River!

If he didn't agree, then naturally they wouldn't give Feng Qingyang a chance to live and would kill him on the spot!

Subsequently, several Eerie Immortal Kings followed the traces he left behind and began to search for his figure!

As for Feng Qingyang in the Small World, he didn't know that the Eerie Faction in the Soul River had already targeted him.

Danger was quietly approaching, and a great battle was about to occur!

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Soon, another few thousand years passed.

Feng Qingyang sensed the fluctuations in the void, and he frowned. The aura radiating from it was even more powerful than the True Immortal peaks in the Strange World and the Soul River before!

Obviously, it was an Immortal King-level powerhouse descending, but why did the other party come to this world? This made him somewhat puzzled!

"Could it be that there is a treasure hidden here?"

But even an Immortal King-level powerhouse didn't need to be feared in front of him! After he stepped into the True Immortal realm!

His strength was comparable to that of a top-tier Immortal King, so there was no need to worry about not being able to beat them!

"Found you!"

A low roar like a ghost from the Yellow Springs spread out, making people feel their scalps go numb, their eyes wide open!

"So... so terrifying!"

Sensing a terrifying aura radiating from the Small World, the living beings within said in shock.

At the same time, Feng Qingyang cast his gaze on the several figures appearing in the void!

These people radiated an aura that, without exception, was that of an Immortal King, and the aura revealed a kind of eeriness!

"The Eerie Faction of the Soul River has actually come to the door!"

Seeing this, he said coldly.

Recalling entering the Soul River before and clashing with several True Immortal peak Eerie ones, he didn't expect them to have the patience to follow the traces he left behind and spend thousands of years to find him!

"It seems that in the future, I have to cover my aura!"

Since such a situation had occurred, this battle was definitely unavoidable!

And the several Eerie Immortal Kings in the void were full of oppression and terrifying aura; their bodies were like ancient corpses eroded by time, their skin shriveled like dry tree bark, covered with dark red cracks, as if they would collapse at any time, yet they were forcibly glued together by some inauspicious black mist!

Their flesh and blood presented a gray-white color, occasionally oozing sticky black liquid, which corroded the void when it dripped, forming tiny black holes.

A smooth pale mask, with Eerie runes carved on the mask, sometimes squirming, sometimes solidifying!

These Eerie Immortal Kings also had distorted states; some had six arms, each holding different cursed magic weapons!

Some had lower bodies transformed into snake tails, with foul-smelling pus and blood seeping from between their scales, while others had rotting wings growing from their backs, the feathers withered away, leaving only ghastly white bones that scattered decaying ash as they flapped!

Thick black mist always lingered around their bodies, and in the mist, one could vaguely see twisted human faces, seemingly the residual souls of civilizations they had destroyed, constantly emitting silent screams!

Wherever the black mist passed, all things withered, and even light would be swallowed, forming an absolute domain of dead silence!

Especially on the chest, palms, or forehead, one or more scarlet vertical pupils split open, and countless destroyed eras were reflected in the pupils!

When staring at the target, the target's divine soul would gradually disintegrate and become a part of their black mist!

"We are the people who have come to take you home!"

As these words were spoken, a crack split open on the mask of an Eerie Immortal King, revealing endless darkness inside, where countless wailing souls could be vaguely seen struggling!

And the sounds they emitted were like the overlapping babble of ten thousand vengeful souls, causing one's mind to become deranged and dazed!

"Hmph! Eerie Faction from the Soul River, do you really think I would fear you few Immortal Kings?"

Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and his whole body erupted with incomparable immortal light, dispelling all darkness!

The momentum displayed by both sides was evenly matched for a time, which made the Eerie Immortal Kings in the void feel somewhat surprised!

Who was the True Immortal in front of them? His strength was actually so terrifying!

But now was not the time to think so much. If they couldn't force this True Immortal to become a member of their Soul River, they could only kill him!

In this world, the confrontation between Feng Qingyang and several Eerie Immortal Kings caused the stars in the void to tremble!

"Take him away by force!"

As the words fell, an Eerie Immortal King attacked instantly, and the terrifying power seemed to sweep up all the darkness in the world!

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingyang was not afraid at all, and a ray of golden light emerged from his hand, and the Time and Space Great Daos were also flowing!

"Boom—!"

The River of Time appeared, time reversed, overturning the world!

At the same time, the Pangu Axe carried endless Chaos Qi, tore through the void, and slashed violently toward these few Eerie Immortal Kings!

"Slash!"

The majestic sound echoed in the entire Small World. Any living being who heard this sentence had an urge to kneel and worship!

"Bang!"

Extreme power burst out. Although these few Eerie Immortal Kings knew that Feng Qingyang, this True Immortal, could not be compared to ordinary True Immortals, his strength was too terrifying!

In an instant, one after another supreme killing moves were launched, which they simply hadn't expected!

An Eerie Immortal King's body was almost wiped out, and the black mist circling his body also dimmed a lot!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 153 =====