The Feng Zun Journey

The Feng Zun Journey
Han Mei's


Under the astonished gazes of the spectators, the Moonlight Sword Domain that enveloped the sky and earth exploded. Spreading more light spread out like a waterfall.


It was completely destroyed.


This is an amazing sight.


Previously, Feng Zun stood where the most ferocious part of the sword domain belonged to Qing Zhu. 


His extremely dangerous strength was enough to make one's heart tremble.


Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the tidal wave and the many dangers within it would disappear into nothingness?


With a wave of his sleeve, he punched thirty-six months into nothingness and repulsed the tidal wave of moonlight!


In the distance, it was as if Qing Zhu had lost her soul.


The Immortal God sword cultivator from another world had come here arrogantly and with incomparable elegance. His sharp and powerful aura soared into the sky and spread throughout the earth.


Yet now, it was as if he had suffered a devastating blow under the strong wind and sudden torrential rain. She was glued to the spot, her beautiful face pale.


How could a young man in the immortal realm be this strong?


Her... How could he see the changes and weaknesses of my moonlight sword domain?


When he dodged it earlier, just how magical was his movement technique? How could he avoid all of his sword qi one after another?


Is ... It really possible for an immortal cultivator to have such strength?


One by one questions came to Qing Zhu's mind, throwing her heart into chaos.


The hearts of Zhenyu, Yin Ying, and Zhuan Long churned with emotion as well. 


Although they had witnessed Feng Zun's unstoppable strength when on the Eternal Lotus Island, but now Feng Zun had just suppressed the ultimate attack from a medium-sized, Immortal God Realm sword cultivator with his bare hands. 


They were on the side watching this in astonishment!


"Little girl, that's not how you use the sword domain," Feng Zun said calmly, standing in midair as he looked at Qing Zhu.


It was just one light and airy sentence, but Qing Zhu stiffened in response, and she felt an indescribable humiliation deep in her heart. "I don't need you to tell me how to use the sword domain!"


He was so embarrassed and angry that it seemed like he had almost lost his composure.


Feng Zun laughed, “As sword cultivators, we must win gracefully, but we must also lose gracefully. With your disposition, you no longer deserve my instructions."


Feng Zun found out that this Qing Zhu woman used to be a Diazhou Spirit, but he no longer cared about her.


Qing Zhu's eyes shone with anger. He was just about to say something when the tunnel in the sky shook, creating a faint spatial ripple.


A voice rang out from within that spatial ripple, "Qing Zhu, you lost."


It was just one simple statement, yet it was so majestic that it sounded like the voice of the Grand Dao hovering throughout the heavens and earth.


Feng Zun's friends felt as if the voice had directly touched their hearts and minds. 


An irresistible respect appeared within their hearts, as if they were staring at a god. 


Qing Zhu looked embarrassed. He whispered, “My lord, you deserve to punish me. I'm too confident.”


The majestic voice sounded once again, "No, even if you act carefully, you won't be able to become an opponent of this Daoist Fellow."


Qing Zhu's delicate body stiffened, and she stood there, fixated on the spot. Why...Why does my Master think so highly of that little boy?


"Daoist colleague, thank you very much for showing mercy."


Feng Zun placed his hands behind his back, “You can't see everything that's happening clearly through the spatial tunnel, so why are you so sure that I'm holding back?”


He had long guessed the identity of the speaker.


A dignified voice said with a hint of regret, “You are the one who destroyed my last space seal. How could I possibly forget your aura?”


"Oh?" said Feng Zun, and he immediately understood.


Qing Zhu, however, felt a chill on her back, and the look on her beautiful face changed dramatically.


Previously, he was at a loss as to why his master was so concerned about the little immortal youth.


But now, he understands!


A young immortal cultivator capable of destroying the Immortal God Ascension spatial seal!? It was clear how terrifying his strength was.


Thinking back on the details of his fight with Feng Zun, he felt even more horrified. 


That dignified voice sounded once again, but now, it sounded solemn, regretful, and filled with guilt, and he spoke to Han Mei, who was,


"My girl, I see, you can't accept all this because it happened too fast. All I'm asking is that you give me a chance, a chance to tell you what really happened.


"After that, you can decide what you want to do, regardless of whether you are willing to forgive and accept me or not, whether you want to stay with me or return to the Luo Mainland. I'm willing to accept your decision."


Everyone is silent. All eyes were on Han Mei.


The cold and aloof young lady pursed her red lips. He stood there, confused and silent. 


Everyone knew how hesitant the girl was, and she was now in conflict with her feelings.


“Your mother left us early, and I. I don't want to part with you any longer, my son. Think of this as me .. beg you to come back. How's it?"


That dignified voice now contained a slight plea.


Qing Zhu's heart trembled. How noble is his master's existence?


But now, he was just a father with a guilty conscience. 


What is Dignity? 


Is that Your Majesty? 


What is Pride? 


All of that seemed to have long since been ignored, all he wanted was forgiveness and understanding from his daughter!


Feng Zun looked at Han Mei, “Quick or slow, you must face this choice. But it's up to you."


Han Mei's delicate body trembled, and she took a deep breath. Then, he looked at Feng Zun and said gently, "Sister Feng, I, I will come back to look for you."


He made his choice.


"Good! That's nice! Very good!" 


The owner of the dignified voice repeated his own words up to three times, he was more excited than he could express with words.


Qing Zhu looked grateful and excited as well. He bowed at the waist and said, "Master Princess, please, follow me!"


“Wait a minute,” said Feng Zun.