The Feng Zun Journey
Yunmeng Plan

Only after seeing him disappear into the night sky did Zhen Han finally get the chance to ask Shen Ling, who was the only one,

"Miss Shen, earlier ... Was it Great Master Feng Zun who killed all those Heavenly Devil Prison cultivators?"

Zhou Shen and the others also looked at him.

Shen Ling nodded. 

Then, Li Shanglin stepped forward and explained the huge battle that had occurred earlier in great detail.

After hearing the full story, Shen Ling's heart and the newly released captives swelled with waves of emotion. 

They asked themselves, how amazing Feng Zun's strength was. 

"If the Eternal One really exists in this world, then Feng Zun must be one of them!" muttered Zhou Shen.

Everyone instinctively nodded in agreement.

……

Under the night sky.

Feng Zun used the wind element to keep darting forward, he was like a beam of light that crossed the darkness. As he flew through the clouds, his flickering figure appeared and disappeared from sight.

"Since leaving the Long Dynasty, all sorts of karmic attachments have blocked my path. I have to hurry, and I haven't gotten a chance to return to cultivating, even I don't have time to spare."

"It even interfered with my cultivation routine. Dan Yunmeng was the reason behind it all!"

Feng Zun's heart surged with killing intent.

He left from the Long Dynasty in hopes of revisiting the old land, to appease the Dao Path in his heart.

The appearance of the Heavenly Devil Prison had completely disrupted the rhythm of his cultivation. He was dragged into the crises that appeared one after another, he even had to run to and fro.

He had to travel to the Guanglun Capital, Guangling City, Zhou Capital, and from the Zhou Capital he went again to the Unreturn Forest mountain range, then now he had to head to the Great Liangzhu River.

Feng Zun did not like this passive feeling at all.

One day, I will definitely leave the Luo Mainland. But before I do, I must finish all my affairs to prevent something like this from happening again in the future, Feng Zun thought.

He did not return to the Tian Clan Realm to cultivate, and he wanted to pursue the Dao wholeheartedly. But there was no way he would stay in one place for a long time.

If someday the Luo Mainland would no longer be able to meet the demands of his cultivation, he would naturally choose to continue his journey elsewhere.

Moreover, he still had to rethink the way to resolve his enmity with Demon Emperor Damballa!

Keep in mind, that Demon Emperor Damballa was an existence stronger than the Fantian Realm Sovereign, Lord Shang.

There were two things he had to do first. 

He must soon become stronger, and he must also arrange a place for the people he cares for, to take shelter from the wind and rain.

For example he had set the defenses in the Tian Clan Realm to be much stronger, and made his closest family live in it safely.

…..

Deep within the Great Liangzhu River region.

Temporary campgrounds stand on a remote island.

The sky was dim, and the water of the river was like a turbulent sea on all sides. The waves hit the river line, like low rumbling. 

Yunmeng stood at the highest point of the remote island, dressed in black. 

His terrifying green eyes stared into the distance.

The endless waters were fiercer and more turbulent than before. Furthermore, many ancient ruins had reappeared, producing many strange phenomena in the heavens and earth.

Swirls of spiritual energy had appeared in a certain stretch of water, and treasures that had long been buried at the bottom of the river surged back into the world.

Ruins, treasures, spiritual energy recovery…

It was enough to make the cultivators drool, so many people came with hopes of luck.

Among them included martial artists from other empires, or some others from other worlds.

This brought chaos to the entire territory of the Great Liangzhu River, and bloodshed flowed without end.

Yunmeng did not care about any of this.

His only goal here was to capture those related to Feng Zun!

When he first arrived here, he followed various clues and obtained a lot of useful information.

For example, when Feng Zun was living in the Han Dynasty, he was closest to the group led by Chuyu from the Sky Mansion Academy. This group included Weng Xue, Hua Jin, Lao Qingshuan, and many of his other little friends!

During his time in the Great Liangzhu River, Yunmeng had tried countless times to break into the ruins of the Eternal Dragon Palace. 

But every effort always ends in failure.

There are three reasons for this, though,

First, the gate of the ruins of the Eternal Dragon Palace was enveloped with a terrifying formation.

Second, the Black Dragon Snake Immortal peak lurked in these waters!

And the third problem was that he could not use the power of his Immortal God.

“With the heirloom I have, suppressing the Black Dragon Snake will not be difficult. The difficult part was breaking into the formation in the ruins. Fortunately, once old man Weng Xue arrived here, I might be able to use them as hostages, and create an opportunity to enter!”

Yunmeng's eyes flared, “When the time comes, I will catch Chuyu and the others. They would be very useful when it was time to fight Feng Zun!”

He hated Feng Zun a lot.

Not even the water of the entire ocean would be able to remove the stain, as a result of his so strong hatred!

Suddenly, a respectful voice sounded from far away. A messenger was giving a report, "Chairman Yunmeng, we have just received word that Weng Chatai and Qing Ling will get here within two hours!"

Yunmeng's eyes immediately sparkled, then he said, “Deliver my orders. When those two hostages arrive here, we will soon enter the ruins of the Eternal Dragon Palace!”

"Good!" The messenger immediately did his orders.

There were four Immortal Realm dharma protectors, eighteen Mortal Realm deacons, and forty-nine Nirvana Realm cultivators stationed and guarding the small island.

Yunmeng was convinced, that during the march it could suppress the Black Dragon Snake, then use the lives of Weng Chatai and Qing Lin as hostages to open the way, their strength would be enough to defeat Chuyu and his allies easily!

That's when someone sighed, “Fight and kill, fight and kill.. What a boring way of life!”

Yunmeng was surprised, then turned around.

He wasn't sure when the person got there, but now someone had been standing on a nearby cliff. The person was dressed in white and sat down leisurely, his legs hanging into the air. He was fishing with a fishing rod made from bamboo.

He looks very satisfied.

However, Yunmeng could feel cold sweat on his back. 

"Since... Since when did this person appear?"