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Chapter 1692

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That night, Ouyang Bo, who had been compiling the new Heaven's Secret Book all day, laid down. After several days of high intensity work, he had lost the ability to think. He should have fallen asleep, but a cold blade suddenly appeared on his neck, completely driving away his sleepiness. He resisted the soreness in his eyes and frantically tried to discern in the darkness. He easily saw a black clothed man by his bed.

"Who are you?" Ouyang Bo sized up the black clothed man. This person was around thirty years old. Even in the darkness, he could see that his face was green with a bit of black and a bit of white. Adding on the dirt all over his body, he looked like a corpse that had just been dug out from a grave.

"I am Feng Yiyang." The black clothed man said in a hoarse voice.

"Feng Yiyang?" Ouyang Bo was confused at first, then his eyes lit up, "You are the Head Disciple of the Mystic God Sect?" Then he was confused, "But why would someone like you want to find me? I don't think you are here to kill me, otherwise you wouldn't need to talk nonsense with me. "

"You are very smart. For someone like you to not be able to cultivate, it is a loss for the cultivation world." Feng Yiyang put away the feather blade and threw it on the table. He then took a chair and sat down. Then there was a long silence.

Ouyang Bo stood up and walked over. He first lit the lamp and poured a cup of water for Feng Yiyang. When he pushed it over, he looked at the feather blade. It was emitting a treasure light and with one look, he knew it was a treasure weapon and not a normal weapon. The feather blade was a unique treasure weapon of the Mystic God Sect. As one of the nine great Confucian orthodoxy sects, the feather blade also rose in value and was sought after by many cultivators.

"No cultivator would look down on a life treasure weapon. You don't look well." Ouyang Bo pretended to be concerned.

"I am about to die." Feng Yiyang did not drink the water Ouyang Bo poured for him and answered in a lifeless voice.

"You are poisoned." Ouyang Bo said.

"I poisoned myself." Feng Yiyang said.

"Why?" Ouyang Bo asked.

"All my hopes of living are gone. I don't want to suffer the backlash of the impurities in the yin energy."

Ouyang Bo wasn't a cultivator, so he couldn't understand at all. He could only vaguely say, "Why must I die?"

Feng Yi Yang suddenly stared at Ouyang Bo with a burning gaze. "Starlight!" His eyes suddenly lit up, like the counterattack of a dying beast, shooting out a rather fiery gaze.

"What's wrong with the starlight?" Ouyang Bo was shocked.

"Why isn't there a second phase?" Feng Yi Yang asked.

"Ah, well, because there's no suitable candidate …" Ouyang Bo hesitated for a moment and said honestly, "In other words, it's very difficult to find a suitable candidate for the first episode. Yan Shifang's achievements are getting higher and higher. The Light of Stars is my blood, sweat, and tears. I don't want to be careless. "

Feng Yi Yang suddenly raised his feather blade and pointed it at Ouyang Bo. "I want to be the second batch's candidate!"

Cold sweat appeared on Ouyang Bo's forehead, but he still said firmly, "No, even if you kill me, you still can't compare to Yan Shifang. If I choose you, the Light of Stars page will lose all credibility! "

"Are you not afraid of death?" Feng Yi Yang asked.

"Of course I'm afraid, but I can't give up. This is the only thing I have left." Ouyang Bo said calmly, "However, I have a rough idea of your goal, so I can give you a private interview right here, right now. I will faithfully record down everything you want to say to the world. When the sun rises tomorrow, it will be spread throughout the Three Realms! "In order to express his sincerity, he immediately took out his brush and ink, pretending to be listening attentively.

Feng Yi Yang put down his feather blade dejectedly and smiled bitterly. "I've been manipulated my entire life. Now that I'm about to die, I'm still being manipulated by a powerless ordinary person like you …"

Ouyang Bo said very calmly, "If I say that I will leave my name in history, will you feel better?"

"Hahaha …" Feng Yi Yang covered his forehead and laughed. "If I had known you earlier, we might have become friends."

"I'm very honored," Ouyang Bo said.

Feng Yi Yang said, "Ouyang, you will leave your name in history because what I'm about to tell you next is this world's greatest secret! Let me tell you, the Mystic God Sect has already betrayed the nine great Confucian orthodoxy, and even the human race! "

"I can understand betraying the nine great Confucian orthodoxy, but what do you mean by betraying the human race?"

"Do you know Saint Flowing Wind?"

"The founder of the Mystic God Sect?"

"Yes, it's him. He's not dead, and he's still controlling the Mystic God Sect in the dark. He obtained a technique from the Avici Hell, which allows him to obtain a woman's virginity through the Human Cauldron, and he can refine a secret medicine that can increase one's lifespan. All these years, I've been stealing virgins to help him increase his lifespan, but how did he treat me? When I lost my value, he immediately turned his back on me … "

"Wait wait wait, Saint Flowing Wind was famous for suppressing the beast tide. He was known as the Wind Emperor, a Saint that everyone respected. Not only did he not die, but he also instructed you to do such evil deeds!

Evil deeds? This really subverts one's imagination. But, what does this have to do with betraying the human race? "

"The poison in my body will act up at dawn. If you want to know the truth, don't interrupt me!"

"Sorry, I'm too agitated, please continue."

"All these years, I've been enduring the pain of the primordial yin's backlash, all for the sake of taking revenge on him one day! But Ji Wuyu took away all my hopes. That idiot thought that Buluo City would be bitten down by his dogs … Alright, I don't have much time, so let's not talk about this. Let's talk about that old thing, Saint Flowing Wind. After he finished using me, he kicked me away. But he never would have thought that in order to escape from his control, I secretly investigated and obtained many secrets. For example, the Old Demon Wu Ji is the leader of the Star Spirit Clan's Dark Yan Tribe! "

"Star Spirit Clan?" Ouyang Bo's heart shook. "That ancient clan really exists?"

Feng Yi Yang laughed coldly. "They have always existed. Maybe there's one around you."

Ouyang Bo felt a chill run down his spine. "You're saying that the Star Spirit Clan is lurking around the human race?"

"The calamity is coming, no one can stay out of it!" Feng Yi Yang chuckled.

Ouyang Bo's face turned pale. "Saint Flowing Wind obtained the technique from the Old Demon Wu Ji. Does that mean that he has already submitted to the Star Spirit Clan?"

Feng Yi Yang said, "That's right. All these years, Saint Flowing Wind has helped the Old Demon Wu Ji do countless things. He's like a dog. As long as he can live, he doesn't care about the survival of the human race. The disappearance of the people in the celestial world that have been going on for more than ten years is all thanks to the Mystic Divine Sect! "

"What else?" Ouyang Bo asked anxiously.

"What else …" Feng Yi Yang was about to speak when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood. Then, he spun and fell to the ground.

"Why did you just start …" Ouyang Bo was stunned. There was still a long time before dawn. He couldn't care less and quickly helped Feng Yi Yang up. Feng Yi Yang continued, "I underestimated … the power of this poison … The primordial yin's backlash has reached its limit … I can't suppress it anymore. Listen to me … You have to spread my words … throughout the three realms … Tell them to stop … internal strife … Human race, Demon race … Ghost race, Asura, Rakshasa … to unite … The calamity is coming … The calamity is coming …"

Ouyang Bo hugged the corpse and fell silent.

A person who had done evil his entire life had released kindness to the world at the moment of his death. This meant that he might not have been a bad person at the beginning. It could only be said that fate made a fool out of people.

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