The Feng Zun Journey
Nang Gongtai's
Nine three-legged bronze cauldrons filled with blood powder, stood within the altar in the grand hall.
The thick smell of blood had previously filled the air, but when the seven nirvana cultivators died where they stood, the stench became even stronger.
Previously, Emperor Zhou Lingyun had resisted his urge not to vomit.
Now, however, he felt overjoyed, he looked so excited as if he was eager to dance, raise his head, and roar all over the sky.
For the past few days, this supreme authority holder of the Great Zhou, had always felt too restrained and depressed.
Of course when watching the Heavenly Devil Prison experts fall, it made him come back excited!
"You ... Who're you?"
Wuan Pojia struggled to stand up and asked in a trembling voice, her tone sounding extremely frightened.
“Even if we tell you, you will not recognize who we are.”
Yin Ying said calmly.
She stepped forward, her beautiful and graceful figure exuding an imposing majesty.
"I might die, but you also have to forget about getting out of here alive!"
After saying that, Wuan Pojia roared hysterically and smashed a chain-shaped black talisman in his hand.
Then a pitch-black light shot out from the talisman...
But Yin Ying completely ignored him, she simply re-raised her hand, and slapped the void.
Bang out!
Wuan Pojia was already severely injured, so his body was still very fragile, in the end Wuan Pojia's body exploded like a piece of paper, his blood and flesh spreading in all directions.
It turned out that cultivators from other worlds were really nothing...
Yin Ying said inwardly and shook her head.
When Emperor Zhou Lingyun saw this, he was certainly very surprised.
A moment later, he sighed, straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply, deeply,
“My name is Zhou Lingyun, and I am the Emperor of Zhou the Great. Greetings, Eternal Miss... May I ask you respectfully, what is your name?"
Yin Ying said, “We are not immortals, we only came here on orders.”
Emperor Zhou Lingyun was stunned, "Senior, may I ask, you came by whose order?"
"Just wait a minute, naturally you'll find out soon."
Yin Ying said softly, then she turned around and left the large hall.
Emperor Zhou Lingyun forcefully suppressed his curiosity, then said, “Senior, there are still Immortal Realm cultivators from the other Heavenly Devil Prison in the palace courtyard. Besides that…"
When he had just wanted to say that, suddenly a thunder-like thunder-shaking voice echoed from outside the great hall...
“Who has trespassed in the territory of the Heavenly Devil Prison! Quickly come out and show yourself!”
His every word shook the hall tiles, and even the tables and chairs swayed.
"End already! Old monster Nang Gongtai seems to be coming!”
Emperor Zhou Lingyun stiffened, he was pale and his blood seemed to disappear from his face.
All of his happiness and excitement suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he felt as if he had fallen into an extremely cold ice abyss.
Meanwhile, outside the palace, above the sky...
A group shot through the air.
Their leader was a red-robed middle-aged man. He was holding a hand fan, and he was wearing a feather headdress. Demonic flames surged around him, and the momentum of his aura filled the sky.
Nang Gongtai's!
He was one of the main elders of the Heavenly Devil Prison, a peak cultivator of the Immortal realm.
Four mortal cultivators accompanied him, three men and one woman.
"Are you the ones doing this?"
Nang Gongtai's eyes flashed sharply as he looked at Zhuan Long and Yin Ying.
"Anyone who is not blind can know."
Zhuan Long said with a grin.
Seeing this, Yin Ying inevitably reminded her, “Switch your tone a little. Brother Zhuan, you are not strong enough to compete with a peak cultivator of the Immortal Realm."
Zhuan Long froze, then smiled awkwardly, “Hei, why are you saying that at times like this?”
"I'm just worried that you're crazy!" said Yin Ying.
Zhuan Long again felt awkward.
When he saw the two of them joking around and ignoring Nang Gongtai completely, Emperor Zhou Lingyun felt as if he was losing his mind.
Nang Gongtai and his companions were furious, their faces each looking even more wrathful than before.
“I don't care who you are or where you're from. Your arrogant attitude alone is enough to make me want to skin you guys alive!”
Nang Gongtai said coldly, he placed emphasis between every word he said.
Bang out!
He stepped through the sky, his entire body shrouded in demonic flames. The majesty of a peak cultivator of the immortal realm enveloped the heaven and earth.
The mortal cultivators, meanwhile, stood guard around the hall as if they were acting to prevent Yin Ying and Zhuan Long, from escaping.
"Dead!"
Nang Gongtai's sleeves fluttered around him, and he attacked from a distance.
The illusion of a hundred-foot-high palm condensing from the demon flames appeared, and it surged with the mysterious depths of the demon cultivation heritage, its power carrying a terrifying aura and boundless terror.
Emperor Zhou Lingyun was extremely shocked, even his soul as if it was a mess, his heart and mind also trembled, facing such strength, he could not even think of resisting.
But, at the same time...
A tall figure appeared out of nowhere, stretched out his hand, and pressed down lightly.
It was a casual and simple movement, yet the hundred-foot-tall devil flame palm exploded violently, as if it was as fragile as tofu.
"This ..."
Emperor Zhou Lingyun almost thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
The four mortal cultivators from the Heavenly Devil Prison, each of them reacted as if they had been struck by lightning, they were startled and their tongues felt muddled.
Elder Nang Gongtai's attack actually managed to be blocked?
It was the power of an Immortal peak!
How could this happen!?
Nang Gongtai's eyelids twitched.
Before he could react, the tall figure had appeared before him in one fell swoop. He stretched out his arm and gently pressed down.
Seeing this, Nang Gongtai immediately shouted,
"God!"
The demonic flames on his body filled the air, carrying a terrifying momentum as well as majesty.
His arms guided an enormous flow of power, and his fingers formed a strange demonic seal, which he threw forward ferociously.
Bang out!
Under the astonished gazes of the spectators, Nang Gongtai's demonic seal exploded under the light and simple power of the palm, seemingly incapable of providing any resistance at all.
Soon after, a series of crackling sounds rang out Quickly.