Feng Ning did not know what Gao Zhengyang wanted to do, but she knew that he definitely wanted to do something.
This deduction was based on her understanding of Gao Zhengyang's personality and the powerful intuition of a rank thirteen Divine Lord. Of course, it was also because the Sea of Origin Flame was the sacred land of the Phoenix clan. Feng Ning was extremely familiar with the Sea of Origin Flame, which was why she could faintly sense the strange smell brewing in the Sea of Origin Flame.
The Limitless Divine Emperor actually dared to come to the Phoenix Emperor Palace, he was as arrogant as ever.
Feng Ning had seen enough of the Nine Heavens Divine Lord's face. She hoped that Gao Zhengyang could create a miracle and crush the Limitless Divine Emperor's prestige.
Now it seemed that Gao Zhengyang really wanted to do something. But it was unrealistic to want to increase his rank again in just thirty years.
Advancing from rank twelve to rank thirteen required a long time. No matter how talented one was, it was impossible to achieve it in one go. Gao Zhengyang's body refining path was ten times more difficult than an ordinary rank thirteen.
The reason Gao Zhengyang was able to reach rank thirteen in ten thousand years was because he was exceptionally talented and favored by the era's fate.
Feng Ning felt that Gao Zhengyang's priority was to solve the problem of the Green Lotus Wine. With a perfect rank twelve body, Gao Zhengyang was qualified to compete with the Limitless Divine Emperor.
However, participating in the Ten Thousand God Convention was obviously a stupid idea. With Gao Zhengyang's intelligence, he would not go to his death.
As for the reputation of being cowardly and untrustworthy, it was a small matter. The power belonged to oneself. As long as one did not die, the criticism of the outside world was just a breeze, not worth mentioning.
Feng San reminded, "Qingling is still cultivating in the Sea of Origin Flame, should we let her come out first?"
Feng Qingling gained enlightenment and ascended to the position of Divine King. It was just that her foundation was too shallow and needed time to settle. She was currently meditating in the depths of the Sea of Origin Flame. If everything went smoothly, she would probably wake up in a few hundred years.
Gao Zhengyang wanted to borrow the Sea of Origin Flame. Although Feng San did not know what he wanted, he was afraid of hurting Feng Qingling.
Feng Ning waved her long sleeves, "Alright, I will take this opportunity to send Qingling to the Nirvana Heaven Realm to cultivate."
"Ah?"
Feng San was shocked. The Nirvana Heaven Realm was so dangerous that even Feng Ning could not come and go as she pleased, let alone Feng Qingling. He said worriedly, "Isn't this too dangerous?"
"It's fine."
Feng Ning said indifferently, "The Nirvana Heavenly Realm is my phoenix clan's trial ground. If Qingling can't even pass this trial, then she should just directly undergo Nirvana. "
Feng Ning had always been strict with her daughter. But she had been heavily injured by God Lord Tian Hen and had no time to teach Feng Qingling.
In the end, Feng Qingling grew up crooked. She was arrogant, willful, and naïve. When Feng Ning saw Feng Qingling's appearance, she was almost angered to death.
Fortunately, Feng Qingling's talent was extraordinary, and she became a God King. But she had never suffered, and her temperament was still that of a young girl. Feng Ning had originally wanted to send her to the Nirvana Realm to train, but in front of Feng Qingling, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
It just so happened that Gao Zhengyang wanted to use the Sea of Origin Fire, which reminded Feng Ning of this matter. Using this opportunity, he could send Feng Qingling to the Nirvana Heaven Realm.
Feng San was still somewhat worried. After all, Feng Qingling had been pampered since childhood and had never suffered. He suggested, "Why don't we ask Qingling what she thinks?"
"No need. It's decided. "
When Feng Ning thought of Feng Qingling's torturous pestering, she became afraid. The Phoenix Ritual of the Ninth Heaven was an innate divine ability, a supreme divine ability that allowed the Phoenix Race to reign supreme in this epoch.
Of all the living races, the Phoenix Race had never been known for their fighting prowess. Even compared to the Dragon Race, they were lacking in terms of fighting power. But the Phoenix Race had always been a high-rank God Race with a transcendent status.
The Phoenix Race did not rely on fighting power, but on their supreme beauty.
Beauty at the level of the Phoenix Race not only had enormous influence on intelligent beings, but could even influence Laws.
The Phoenix Ritual of the Ninth Heaven divine ability allowed one to be as close to Laws as possible in any world. In other words, any place was their home field. This advantage was too great.
After more than one million years, the Phoenix bloodline had become impure and impure, and the supreme divine ability, the Phoenix Ritual of the Ninth Heaven, was nearly lost.
Feng Qingling actually comprehended the Phoenix Ritual of the Ninth Heaven, Feng Ning naturally had high hopes for this daughter. She would no longer spoil Feng Qingling like she used to.
Feng Qingling who was cultivating in the Sea of Origin Flame suddenly sensed a change in spatial position. She was shifted to an incomparably dangerous world.
Feng Qingling was greatly alarmed, she instinctively sent out a cry for help to Gao Zhengyang. A strand of divine sense landed on Gao Zhengyang who was cultivating in the Sea of Origin Flame, "Husband, save me …"
Feng Ning did not give Feng Qingling the chance to act. Her magic power circulated and severed the spatial connection, throwing Feng Qingling into the Nirvana Heaven Realm.
Gao Zhengyang who was in the midst of meditation was startled awake by Feng Qingling. His gaze turned, and he immediately figured out what had happened. Towards this drama queen Feng Qingling, he was also somewhat speechless.
The sudden arrival of such a strand of divine sense gave him a fright.
If it was anyone else, then so be it, but Feng Qingling's divine sense contained the Phoenix Ritual of the Ninth Heaven divine ability, which contained a power that one could not resist.
If Gao Zhengyang was in perfect condition, he would be able to resist this kind of power. But he had forcefully swallowed the Green Lotus Wine, and his entire body's 540 million Yin Yang Dragon Wheels were soaked in the Green Lotus Wine. From the inside to the outside, he was tainted by endless negative emotions.
Feng Qingling's weak cry for help caused Gao Zhengyang's state of mind to be thrown into chaos. He knew that this was caused by Feng Qingling's divine ability, but he still could not suppress the urge to save Feng Qingling.
Gao Zhengyang's face flickered between green and red in the Sea of Origin Flame, constantly changing. After an unknown amount of time, he finally managed to suppress the power of Feng Qingling's divine sense.
Gao Zhengyang originally wanted to comprehend the power of the three-legged Golden Crow formed by the Sun's True Essence in the Sea of Origin Flame. The Sun's True Essence was extremely Yang, and as long as he could activate the Sun's True Fire, a mere Green Lotus Wine was nothing.
If he could activate the Sun's True Fire, he could even use it to temper his Immortal God Body. Perhaps he would even have the chance to step into the thirteenth step.
But after being tossed around like this, some of the thoughts that Gao Zhengyang had just comprehended from his meditation were also messed up.
Gao Zhengyang was originally very calm, and would definitely not be shaken by such a small matter. But after being tainted by the Green Lotus Wine, he was also a little irritated, and could no longer calm his mind to think.
He grabbed the strand of Feng Qingling's divine sense in his Sea of Consciousness, wanting to casually tear it apart. But this strand of divine sense was abnormally soft and tough, and he could not easily tear it apart with his divine sense. Instead, that strand of divine sense had contaminated his God Body.
That strand of divine sense was so compatible with his God Body, as if it was a part of his God Body. Even Gao Zhengyang was a little reluctant to tear it apart.
Feng Qingling was just a strand of divine sense, yet it was so clingy, making Gao Zhengyang so angry that he wanted to laugh.
"You're just like your master, clinging to someone and not letting go!"
As Gao Zhengyang said this, his heart suddenly stirred. Feng Qingling's divine sense could harmonize all contradictions, and it was truly marvelous!
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