
"Is Young Master okay?"
The old blind man appeared beside Feng Zun.
Feng Zun shook his head and said, "This time, I underestimated the revived character of the fifty thousand year-old Dark Barrier. As a result, he fled at the last moment."
It turned out that this Holy Son of Nirvana was not at all simple. His cultivation base was at the Mortal Realm, yet he already possessed enough strength to kill even a Peak Immortal cultivator.
Previously, with a sword attack Feng Zun thought that it would be able to kill the Holy Son of Nirwana. Unexpectedly, it only managed to injure him.
Now that he thought about it, Feng Zun realized that the reason why the other party could survive his attack was because he had mastery over the wind element and also wore an extremely powerful defensive heirloom.
Moreover, this fellow also had some incredible life-saving trump cards.
For example, the explosive power of the silver pearl from before was comparable to the full force attack of the peak Immortal God realm figure, and it caused Feng Zun to have no choice but to dodge.
If he found out that he had such a trump card, then it was likely that he would use the Fantian Emperor Sword from the very beginning.
“For an outstanding genius to be able to endure for 50,000 years in silence, his origin must have been extraordinary. Not to mention before he came out, the seniors of his sect must have prepared many survival methods for him. Among the current cultivators in the Luo Mainland, such a figure could really be said to be the top figure that was one out of a million.”
The blind old man said, "Because Young Master can seriously injure him, then your strength must be quite extraordinary. I suspect no other cultivator in this universe can match the Young Master."
This lineage of the Mystery Lantern Clan must have mastered a high level of flattery art. No matter what it was, as long as it came into contact with Feng Zun, he would always be able to find a way to exalt him.
He could be said to be a strange kind of person.
"Don't underestimate the world's powerful people."
As Feng Zun spoke, he walked away with his hands behind his back.
"Young Master, what about those members of the Ghost Fiend Sect?"
The blind old man asked hurriedly.
"Don't I say that I'm just going after a criminal? Also, what you said earlier is according to my wishes. The way of an immortal is not to kill ants. A King's sword doesn't kill ants."
Feng Zun left without looking back.
The blind old man was stunned for a moment before he chased after him with a smile.
Behind them, after hearing what Feng Zun said, Yuxue and the others, who were heavily injured on the ground, all felt relieved as if they had just survived a disaster.
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"Young Master, I'm leaving."
Halfway through, the old blind man hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "If Young Master needs my help in the future, you will only need to light this 'Lentera. As long as it is in the Long Empire, I will definitely appear in front of Young Master in less than a day."
He took out a palm-sized black paper lantern and handed it to Feng Zun with both hands.
Feng Zun picked it up and examined it while saying, "Don't forget what I said. If you encounter any problems, you can come and find me. I'm sure with your method, finding me shouldn't be too difficult."
The blind old man smirked. "This old man will remember it."
Soon, the old man turned around and left.
Seeing his thin figure disappear, Feng Zun let out a light sigh in his heart.
He had not expected that Demon Emperor Damballa who was looking for the whereabouts of his Master would implicate the Mystery Lantern Clan in a disaster.
"Damballa.. Before I come to the Mo World, you must not die…"
Feng Zun muttered in his heart with emotion.
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