The Feng Zun Journey
Dividing Tasks

Late the same night.

Outside the Zhou Capital.

“Biksu, you should now have trusted us, right?” 

Zhuan Long asked with a grin.

The monk's lips twitched, his facial expression filled with emotional turmoil, then he said, "I don't just trust you, even in my mind right now it's just filled with admiration!"

When Feng Zun, Yin Ying, and Zhuan Long barged into the imperial palace earlier, Monk Gongji and Zhenyu remained behind, watching from the shadows, watching from the shadows, they were there to prevent their enemies from escaping.

Naturally, the two of them were there when Feng Zun was exterminating Elder Nang Gongtai, a peak cultivator of the immortal realm.

Even until now, Monk Gongji's mind still felt shaken.

Feng Zun asked, “I heard that the Heavenly Devil Prison faction has occupied four of the eight largest mountains. I know about the Unreturn Forest mountain range, but what about the other three?

The monk instantly calmed himself down and began to explain hurriedly, “Young Master, there is also the Yao Temple Mountain, the Silver Fire Mountain, and the Heavenly Yao Mountain. Each of those mountains, were guarded by Immortal and Mortal cultivators tasked with holding the fortress.

Feng Zun nodded. "If I want to destroy them, I naturally have to uproot them all."

He then looked at Yin Ying, Zhuan Long, and Zhenyu. 

“You should split into three and act separately. Zhuan Long, you take the Silver Volcano, Zhenyu take the Yao Temple Mountain. As for you, Miss Yin.

Yin Ying was not a cultivator from Great Zhou, and he was not used to walking alone. With Monk Gongji around to guide his way, there was no need to fear him getting lost.

"Understand!" 

The three agreed immediately.

Monk Gongji, however is still stunned, "Young Master Feng, are you planning to tear the entirety of the Heavenly Devil Prison to its roots?"

Feng Zun said, "Since the beginning, they are not a faction of the Luo Mainland."

Then he continued, "At the very least, I must destroy the main force they have built in the Han Dynasty and Zhou the Great.”.

Monk Gongji gulped, then smacked his chest, with an aura of wisdom as a Buddhist, he said solemnly, saying,

“Young Master Feng, you are acting for the good of the world, to save all the inhabitants from disaster and the fire of extermination. This old monk might be incompetent, but he willingly threw himself into the turmoil of fire, on your behalf! I will not refuse that task!”

Zhenyu and the others found this statement somewhat strange and funny. 

The Young Master only asked him to guide Yin Ying's path, yet he acted as if he was throwing himself into the abyss of death. 

Isn't this a bit of an exaggeration?!

“Alright, let's start doing the task, I'll wait for you guys in the mountains of Unreturn Forest.” 

Feng Zun then lifted the still unconscious woman up and flew into the sky.

He already knew that he was called Zhi Ling, and he was in the immortal realm. He was one of the protectors of the Heavenly Devil Prison.

More importantly, the background was not at all simple. She was the younger sister of the leader of that faction.

When he arrived at the other headquarters of his enemy, if he were to encounter any unexpected problems, he might be able to make good use of Zhi Ling.

After witnessing Feng Zun disappear in the distant night sky, Zhuan Long looked at Yin Ying and said softly, "Miss Yin, you must be careful."

“You too."

Yin Ying again said, "If you face danger, use the talisman that Young Master gave you to defend yourself."

"certain." 

Zhuan Long nodded.

When the two of them saw Zhenyu's departure, Zhuan Long and Yin Ying chatted longer before parting ways.

……

Next day.

The Depth of Unreturn Forest.

Feng Zun flew across the horizon.

As far as the eye could see, there were only vast up and down mountains stretching in the distance. 

They were shrouded in faint spiritual energy, even the rocks and trees had traces of spiritual energy rising silently.

This is completely different from before, Feng Zun said softly.

When he was last here, he was fighting against dozens of thousands of Blood Eagles alone.

Back then, Feng Zun was traveling with his mother Lin Hua. 

When he compared what he saw with his memories, even Feng Zun could not help but feel the passage of time so quickly.

Time is forged without feeling ahead.

When Feng Zun was first here, he had only been in the Mortal Realm.

Now within a short few months, he was already at the intermediate realm of the Immortal God realm.

No one knew, however, that Feng Zun, had forged his cultivation and knowledge for many years within his small world.

The difference in time in that small world with the real world was quite significant, with the laws of space and time that his teacher had left behind, he could make one night a year!

So far he has learned all the knowledge and experience from his teacher.

When he has difficulty in digesting a knowledge or technique, an illusion condensed from spiritual awareness will emerge and guide him.

For others it might be that the growth of his strength looked so fast and smooth, but there was actually nothing that could be obtained instantly.

...

Feng Zun held Zhi Ling with one hand and continued flying forward.

After roughly the time it took to brew a cup of pie coffee, Feng Zun's spiritual senses detected the aura presence of a group of martial artists.

"This is a trend of world change, if we want to become famous in the future, then we must now survive in this turbulent world. So our only option is to submit to the Heavenly Devil Prison. Otherwise, there will be no place for us to build our own foundation.”

“But they are a heretical faction, and no one knows how many innocent civilians they have killed over the past few months? If we swear allegiance and serve their purpose, wouldn't we also become evil and perverted cultivators like them?”

“What do you mean by, 'evil and perverted'? Since when does the world distinguish between good and evil? Did you not hear, that even the Zhou Imperial Family and the Heaven Swallowing Sect can only submit?"

“It... !”

… Martial artists of various factions and ages were gathering together and chatting.

As Feng Zun flew closer, his presence instantly caught their attention.

“Young man, this is the Heavenly Devil Prison Region. What are you doing here?" 

An old man in white asked grimly.

Feng Zun did not reply. He simply swept his gaze towards the martial artists. “So, you guys have become dogs to other worldly factions that are perverted. How does it feel to be a part of them?"

Everyone's expression turned dark.