The Feng Zun Journey
Go To The Sacred Forest
Only when Feng Zun mentioned it did they glance at Zhuan Long.
“Great Teacher Feng, there are tens of thousands of spiritual beasts here. Wouldn't letting Brother Zhuan Long fight them alone be too dangerous? Our cultivation base may be lacking, but we are willing to fight with him and suppress this calamity! Nie Baihu said solemnly.
The others also nodded.
Yet even the ever-cautious Zhenyu could not stand it anymore, then he said,“Everything, rest assured. Even if there were tens of thousands in number, they would not be able to receive a single roar from Brother Zhuan Long.”
The group of people were instantly confused. What the hell is that?
Zhuan Long, however just grinned, he turned around and jumped off the top of the city wall.
Under the sunlight, his tall and strapping body suddenly shot up to sky-high. His sleeves fluttered as his body suddenly exploded with the qi of an intermediate Immortal-level demonic beast.
Bang out!
His aura soared high into the sky, causing clouds to scatter, and the surrounding air was thrown into chaos.
Everyone's eyes widened, they watched the illusion of a gigantic Python Snake as white as snow, an enormous one hovering above Zhuan Long, its boundless aura covering the sunlight.
“It..”.
They all held their breaths, and their bodies stiffened.
The presence of such a terrifying existence, made the hearts of every martial artist present tremble, as if they were witnessing the descent of a beast god!
After all, most of them were only mortal martial artists. Even the strongest of them, Nie Tang, was only a Mortal. So it was impossible if Zhuan Long's aura did not affect them!
Yin Ying raised her beautiful hand, and a faint misty silver light enveloped around them, it protected them from the pressure of Zhuan Long's aura. The martial artists instantly relaxed, and they felt warm and comfortable.
The King of Fiu Shan City, Commander Nie Baihu, and the others were unwilling to look at Yin Ying in surprise. They finally realized that this beautiful and dignified woman was also an extremely frightening existence.
"Hurry up, look at that!"
“Job...”
A startled cry sounded near the city gate.
They watched, in the distance, a large army of ferocious beasts fall limp to the ground, wailing miserably and trembling uncontrollably.
No one can stand up!
"Very strong!"
Nie Tang looked confused.
Without much attacking, he had only relied on his terrifying and terrifying aura, to suppress tens of thousands of waves of ferocious beasts.
This was a technique that an Immortal possessed!
Everyone present looked at each other, too astonished to speak.
"My lord, should I kill them or forgive them?"
Zhuan Long stood in the distant sky, his expression respectful as he clenched his fists towards Feng Zun.
"Excite them," said Feng Zun.
Zhuan Long nodded in agreement. His eyes flashed, and his voice boomed like spring thunder, "Why are you still here ?!"
Each of his words were like the roar of thunder that brought about a storm, his voice filling the crowd of ferocious beasts.
Distant ferocious beasts immediately reacted, they were as if they had received an imperial pardon, within a short period of time everything dispersed.
It's over... Just like that?
It took quite a while before everyone recovered from their shock.
Zhuan Long meanwhile, withdrew his aura, then returned to the city wall and stood beside Feng Zun, with a simple and sincere attitude like before.
However, the way others looked at him had naturally changed completely, their gazes now carrying a deep respect.
With his aura alone, he was able to repel a swarm of ferocious beasts numbering in the tens of thousands. To their knowledge, even an Immortal might not possess such overwhelming power!
Yet that monstrous existence was subject to Feng Zun, just like a servant. This fact made the hearts of martial artists churn with emotion.
They couldn't help but wonder, Actually ... just how big is Feng Zun's strength?
“You guys wait here for a while, I will make a short trip to the sacred forest.”
After saying that, Feng Zun shot into the air, his figure turned into an arc of light and disappeared behind the horizon.
Yin Ying, Zhuan Long, and Zhenyu soon realized that it was most likely that her master had discovered something!
Fiu Shan walked towards them and respectfully tried to start a conversation, "Sorry for my sassiness, may I know the name of your fellow Daoists?"
...
Above the sky.
Feng Zun's robe fluttered as he floated in the air.
He could see the river with its turbulent water, and it continued to flow into a vast lake. Soon, he saw a grove of mulberry growing along the edge of the lake.
He still remembers it...
In the past, in this sacred forest, he used to go to the mulberry garden, every morning to practice the Fire Breath and Tiger Auman Technique.
It was there that he first met Uncle Chuyu and Yin Ying.
Just as I thought, this forest has also changed. The spiritual energy here is much denser than anywhere else, Feng Zun thought.
In fact, the sacred forest has been blessed by feng shui for a long time. The power of mountains and rivers gathered here, giving it additional spiritual energy.
That was why Tian Fu chose to land Feng Zun there.
Now, as the heaven and earth spiritual energy gradually recovered, the mulberry garden also changed, it was more like a precious cultivation holy ground, this was much better than before.
Of course overall, the Sacred Forest had changed a lot!
As Feng Zun flew by controlling the wind, he saw that in one region of the sacred forest in the distance, it was being shrouded in an evil mist. It filled the sky above, but spiritual energy was also abundant and of course looked very strange.
A broken temple stands there, its main statue is a mottled stone bodhisattva overlooking far from the world.
When Feng Zun arrived, he saw that the temple was shrouded in a terrible mist, like a dark dark cloud, the entire region was dark and overcast.
Countless ghostly apparitions were scattered throughout the temple grounds, while red lanterns hung on every branch of the surrounding trees. The flames were unnaturally green in color, and they swayed endlessly within the extremely bad fog.
Feng Zun only glanced at them, then continued walking.
Wherever he passed by, the fog receded as if frightened, opening a path for him.
When Feng Zun was just about to reach the main gate, the trees that were filled with lanterns suddenly shook violently.
The sound of whispers can be heard from inside every lantern.