The Feng Zun Journey
Resignedly
"Bad! It turns out that there are people who dare to practice perverted cultivation here!?”
A shout echoed throughout the night sky.
On the battlefield, the expression of that simple-robed young man changed drastically. He immediately hurriedly put away his little red cauldron, turned around, and fled as quickly as possible.
Bang out!
A beam of sword qi light came slashing through the air, with a flash of lightning.
The young man dodged, and the sword light missed just a strand of hair from him, splitting the ground a hundred feet away and spreading billowing dust.
Swoshis! Swoss! Swoshis!
Damnit damnit!
When the young man had just tried to escape, but several figures had appeared on the battlefield, blocking every path of his escape.
"So, it was just a small perverted cultivator" their leader said.
Its leader was an authoritative, well-dressed, middle-aged man, with his thin beard, the aura of his strength looked impressive.
The eyes of every person in the group glowed like lightning as they locked onto the movement of the young man fiercely.
Faced with that frightening pressure, the expression of the simple-robed young man changed drastically, he said, “Senior, you misunderstood, I can explain it, I can explain, and I am not a perverted cultivator as you think.”
"If you're not a heretic cultivator, why are you here collecting soul remains?" said a woman in a purple dress with a cold sneer and smile.
The simple-robed young man tried to explain and said, “If I don't collect the remains of these spirit souls and take them away, then they will grow into something stronger, then they will grow into something stronger, they will also poison and bring destruction to society.”
“Ha? You are a sharp-tongued child! Do you really think we can't judge, that these artifacts and secret arts of yours are heretical and evil? Even now, you're trying to talk about kindness to quibble?"
Their leader, a tiger-robed middle-aged man, let out a cold snort.
“Senior sister, there is no need to waste any more words with a little devil like him. We better kill him!”
As the purple dress woman said, she raised her hand and threw the power of thunder at the young man.
Bang out!
A thunder streaked with a graceful arch in the air, carrying an intimidating and domineering aura.
The young man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately used a blood red cauldron to protect himself from this deadly danger.
Bang out!
Amidst the deafening explosion, the young man and his quality were thrown into the air, he was thrown violently several tens of feet away.
The young man coughed and spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, it was obvious that he was injured quite badly.
“Ee? It turns out that this evil artifact is not simple. ” exclaimed the woman in purple dress.
Given his Mortal pinnacle cultivation, killing that young man, who was only a Core Formation cultivator, should be no more difficult than stepping on an ant.
However, he had apparently managed to survive after using that small red cauldron to withstand his attacks!
All those people immediately stared at the young man's small cauldron, their expressions slightly surprised.
The young man crawled up and tried to stand up, wiped the blood from his lips, and shouted loudly, saying,
“I may have developed a heretical devil technique, but what I did was right and dignified, even during this lifetime, I always thought of how to save the world from disaster. While you? You've even just seen me, yet you've all yelled, attacked, and tried to kill me. You also refuse to listen to my explanation, So what's the difference between your nature and heretical heretics and heretics?"
His heart burned with anger, and it made his words show his bold nature.
“Tiny bag! How dare you slander us? Get down on your knees!"
A gray-robed man gave a cold snort, then swung his palm and attacked the young man from afar.
Bang out!
The illusion of a hundred-foot-tall black palm flew across the sky, and shot towards the young man.
"Enable!"
The young man shouted, his blood and qi surged, as he exerted his entire cultivation base.
The small blood-colored cauldron trembled violently, then exploded with such a dazzling light, a boundless jet of fog gushed out from within it. To his surprise, the cauldron again managed to block the huge black palm directly.
But in the end, the youth's cultivation was still too low. The clash of the two forces made him stagger backwards, and his knees slammed to the ground. Blood flowed from all seven holes on his face, he looked pale and extremely weak like a piece of paper.
The neatly dressed middle-aged man and his companions, were now even more shocked than before.
The young man was clearly not strong at all, yet he had repeatedly survived while using his small cauldron to dodge every deadly attack.
No doubt that's hard to believe!
The young man struggled to stand up and again shouted, “You have a very high cultivation base, which always supports you in every action, and the residents respect you all like immortal beings on earth, he said, but actually your behavior and behavior is as low and as sinful as the demons and the demonic heretics. I might die here today, but I keep looking down on all of you!”
The wound might have been too heavy, yet he was still struggling to stay firm, and there were no signs of fear within his facial expression. There was only a radiance of his indomitable will.
The expression of the well-dressed middle-aged man and all of his comrades turned unsightly.
"Little bastard! You're obviously just a little devil, but your tone is actually so high? Then, we will kill you for the good and peace of the whole world!”
The purple-clothed woman waved her sleeve, and dazzling lightning descended from the sky. It shot towards the young man, bringing with it an aura of destruction.
The young man tried to activate the blood-colored cauldron once more, but the wound was too heavy, so he was unable to do so.
He smiled bitterly.
But he did not seem at all afraid to face death.
But on the other hand, his heart was turbulent...
When he had to die for his misinterpreted good deeds, and was instead considered a criminal, it made him feel very unwilling.
“This...perhaps, this is the true face of the cultivation world. There is no good and evil, no difference in black and white, no more. Logical reasons or principles to speak of, there are only the strong eat the weak."
The young man closed his eyes and could only willingly accept his death.
Bang out!