The Feng Zun Journey
The Great Master of the Zhou Empire

Once their ranks were split, many martial artists were instantly torn apart and eaten. This bloody scene made their hearts creep uncontrollably.

"Groan!" 

The experts gathered on the city walls did not dare to hesitate, and they attacked one after another.

However-

As time went on, more and more spiritual beings appeared, and their strength also increased over time.

Meng Cangwu, Zhou Qiu, Wang Yutong, Hang Zhuan, and the other top experts from the Guanglun Capital felt a rapidly increasing pressure, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

"Everything, we can't stop them, where there's life there's hope. We better back off!” someone screamed in panic.

"Retreat? The entire Zhou State was being besieged from all sides by waves of ferocious beasts. We might be able to escape, but what about our wives? Our kids? Our buddies? Our relatives? What will happen to them?” another word, his eyes are red.

“Then we must fight to the point of final blood! Even if we die, we should be able to kill them as much as possible!” Wang Yutong gritted his teeth, and his expression was filled with determination.

Their situation was too miserable right now, so how could he concern himself with just putting his life at risk?

"Kill! Kill it! Kill them all!" 

Those cries shook the sky, and the world was stained with blood. 

Spiritual Beasts and Demon Beasts fought blindly without regard for their own lives, attacking in huge waves. They repeatedly forced the army of martial artists to only be able to survive, in a short period of time, they had almost reached the city gate.

Several ferocious spiritual birds shot through the air, trying to attack the city, but they were immediately greeted by thousands of arrows, which flowed like waterfalls.

The distant crescent was blood-red, and the dim sky gradually darkened and the night grew increasingly gripping. 

Under the dim skies, the despair of the population was being fought under the bloodshed, in the last defences of the city gates.

A slash!

The sharp claws found a way to get to Wang Yutong's chest, slashing into his intestines and almost spitting out his entrails.

His face paled, and he staggered backwards.

When he looked up, he saw spiritual beasts had surrounded on all sides, so much that it covered the sky and the moon. He was not willing but could only give in to despair.

A terrifying roar suddenly resounded throughout the sky and earth, and Wang Yutong's brows furrowed.

A dozen-foot-tall tiger beast came towards him.

The monstrous animal raised its sharp claws, which were each one foot long.

Other nearby spiritual beasts also gathered and surrounded him.

He was attacked from all sides!

Wang Yutong had seen the ups and downs of the world, but even he could not help but succumb to despair, his face filled with bitterness.

Then what good would it be if he had become a Mortal cultivator?

He felt still weak like a mortal.

But at this moment...

A beast roar that was so deep, it suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth, its voice like a god that struck the war drums in the sky. 

His voice actually resounded throughout the dark sky, filling and grinding the earth all those regions. 

Buk up!

The huge ferocious beast that was about to attack Wang Yutong suddenly stiffened as if it was completely frightened. Then, he fell limp to the ground, wailing miserably.

Soon after, the other beasts around Wang Yutong also lamented. They were all so frightened that they were prostrating on the ground, their bodies trembling from head to toe, even too scared just to move.

"This ..."

Wang Yutong's eyes widened.

Because this happened when his life seemed to be hanging by a thread, and on the verge of despair, made Wang Yutong feel as if he was dreaming.

"What's going on?"

"Geez!"

A commotion appeared throughout the battlefield.

The bloodstained and valiant soldiers all looked flabbergasted, they were staring ahead in great bewilderment.

The seemingly endless army of spiritual beasts, and enveloping the entire region seemed to instantly lose the will to fight. All were lying down and prostrating on the bloodied ground, wailing in fear and trembling.

The setting moonlight illuminated the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, a puzzled expression clearly visible on the faces of every martial artist. They stood there in a daze, silent like statues.

This... What happened?

Those watching from the city walls were also stunned.

Previously, they had all also heard the boundless roar of the beast. 

After which, they watched from above, that an endless army of ferocious beasts in the distance, suddenly dropped themselves like fear. 

They were all now prostrating on the ground!

"Quick, look!" Someone suddenly shouted in fear, “That's..!”

Everyone instinctively looked up.

In the distance, under the shade of twilight, a snow-white Phyton with a giant body a thousand feet long approached from the edge of the land.

Its claws were like pillars, supporting its mountain-like body. The light from the moon was completely immersed by his body, giving him a god-like majestic impression.

Wherever he passed, countless spiritual beasts trembled violently and retreated with overwhelming terror, opening a path for him.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The earth shook, and the terrifying aura emanating from the giant white Phyton intimidated everyone present. Even the distant martial artists held their breaths, and their faces were filled with astonishment.

How terrifying was that beast?

"There's people! There are people riding it!” 

A young man shouted from above the city walls, their faces filled with disbelief.

The shout attracted attention among the crowd, and everyone looked up.

Indeed, there were a few figures on top of the thousand foot giant Phyton's head.

It was a beautiful and dignified woman.

Next, a young man in a yellow apricot robe.

Both the woman and the young man were standing beside a golden-white-robed young man, who was lying lazily on the rattan chair.

Under the twilight of the city, the three of them rode on the snow-white head of the giant Phyton, and dozens of thousands of ferocious beasts prostrated before them!

The sight was a huge shock to every martial artist present.

“It... Is it Dewa?”

“Does that mean we have been saved?”

Countless martial artists felt perplexed and dazed as they looked at this scene.

But when he saw the golden-white-robed young man, who was lying lazily on the rattan chair above the snow-white giant Phyton's head, Wang Yutong's jaw gaped.

He instinctively rubbed his eyes, seemingly in disbelief.

That's...

Is that T-Master... Young Master Feng!?

That's Imperial Master Zhou!

Young Master Feng Zun!

After Feng Zun's great battle in the Zhou Dynasty, their Crown Prince, Zhou Lingyun, crowned Feng Zun as the Great Master of the Zhou Empire.

Almost every important figure in the Zhou Empire must have known Feng Zun as a hero to them.