The Feng Zun Journey
Yunmeng's Death
The perverted cultivators of the Heavenly Devil Prison fell down one after another.
Some were beheaded, some were hit by fists, while some others were neatly cut into two pieces…
When the spiritual heirlooms were destroyed, and the magic from their secret techniques were extinguished, before long the cries and wails of tribulation, could be heard over and over again.
Hot and thick blood splashed like dark red fireworks, dyeing the stretch of river water red.
It did not matter whether they were in the Nirvana Realm, the Mortal Realm, or the Immortal Realm. None of them could survive even a single strike, and all of them died on the spot!
The last three fingers that Feng Zun released, finally made the entire Heavenly Devil Prison cultivator present die brutally, except for Yunmeng and the Immortal cultivator who was closest to him.
A series of Feng Zun attacks and his sword was like a storm surge of tribulation, which descended into the world!
Bloody fog filled the air, and scattered body parts floated on the surface of the water.
This brutal scene of slaughter even completely shocked Chuyu, Hua Jin, and Weng Xue, making their hearts and minds tremble uncontrollably.
Qing Ruo's brows were slightly wrinkled, but she did not attempt to intervene.
However, Feng Zun had not finished killing.
Swoshis!
Feng Zun's white robe fluttered around him as he darted attacking Yunmeng.
The clear sword qi light warped in the air, illuminating the world.
Yunmeng's expression changed drastically, and he immediately raised the silver-colored spear.
Bang out!
The spear lit up and exploded, with the force of crackling lightning surrounding it. It carried a terrifying destructive aura that spread around it.
The Mysterious Yin Yang Spear!
This was a spiritual heirloom shrouded in the will of an Imperial Apex Realm cultivator.
A few days ago, when he was in a desperate state, he was finally forced to use this navel.
Although in the end he could not use the full power of the spear, but it had already given Yunmeng more than enough help, if only to compete with Zhi Guan.
Clangs!!!
Feng Zun's slash managed to destroy the silver lightning that filled the sky, but in the end, the Mysterious Yin Yang Spear was able to block it.
However, even so, the impact made the flow of blood and qi in Yunmeng's body turbulent. He staggered backwards and almost coughed up blood.
Bang out!
Before Yunmeng had time to react, Feng Zun had already attacked once more.
His sword Qi was shining brightly, with boundless Sword Intent!
His terrifying aura and strength had locked onto the entire area, so Yunmeng did not have time to dodge.
All he could do was strengthen himself, and use his spear to clash with that sword qi directly.
Clangs! Clangs! Clangs!
As the silver spear and sword qi fought each other, it gave rise to one after another a loud impact sound, which shook the heavens and earth.
The entire expanse of the great river seemed to boil, as its impact brought about a destructive light, and uncontrollable energy currents spread out in all directions.
In an instant, it made the entire area flung into a chaotic storm of power.
Shortly afterwards, Yunmeng found himself wounded, and he repeatedly coughed up blood.
With the cultivation he used, he was not an opponent of Feng Zun from the start.
If not for the Mysterious Yin Yang Spear, he would have never been able to block Feng Zun's attacks.
The most shocking and suffering, were the Immortal cultivators closest to Yunmeng.
Although they did not participate in the battle, they could not spare themselves, when forcibly drawn into the battle.
Even as they tried with all their might to escape, surging currents from the clash between the silver spear and the boundless sword qi, managed to sweep through, shattering bodies, and dispersing their souls in the blink of an eye.
“Daoist Partners, Feng Zun is our common enemy. Are you really just going to stand there and watch?"
He did not understand why, even until now, Qing Ruo was still unwilling to help.
“We have no special relationship, so why should I help you?”
Qing Ruo laughed, “Do I have to protect you from the storm just because you gave me a way here? The world does not work in such a way.”
"...."
Yunmeng did not know what to say about it.
Cracks!
Suddenly, a spider-like crack appeared in several parts of the Mysterious Yin Yang Spear.
"Damn!"
Yunmeng was extremely shocked, even his soul as if it wanted to leave his body.
She put aside all thoughts, looked at the demonic baby in her arms, and frantically shouted, “Sacred Baby, please summon the power sealed within the sea of your consciousness! Otherwise, you and all of your subordinates will soon be destroyed!”
In response, the demon baby only sucked on his thumb, his pure dark eyes seemed completely innocent, and he showed no signs of understanding.
Yunmeng froze, then he seemed to realize something.
Her expression changed drastically, and she shouted, "Holy Baby, don't tell me that you have ..."
Bang out!
Even before he finished speaking, Feng Zun attacked once more.
This time, the Mysterious Yin Yang Spear containing the strength of a cultivator of the Imperial Apex Realm had been completely destroyed.
Immediately after, there was a flash of sword light.
A slash!
Yunmeng's head flew in the air.
"If I knew what happened to you, how could I exchange my hostage for you ?!"
Bitterness and anger were painted all over Yunmeng's face.
In the final moments before his death, he realized that this was no longer the Holy Baby he had perfected, nor was it the baby worshipped by the Heavenly Devil Prison….
Yunmeng's headless corpse fell into the river water with a blup sound heard!
The demonic baby he was carrying would fall with him, but Feng Zun reached out and grabbed it first.
Now, the entire group of cultivators of the Heavenly Devil Prison and Yunmeng had fallen in battle!
The great river was turbulent, and the waves were completely red with blood.
Destroyed corpses and heirlooms were scattered throughout the surrounding stretch of river.
All this indirectly implies, that how brutal the battle that occurred before.
Meanwhile, within the ruins of the Eternal Dragon Palace, the hearts of Chuyu, Hua Jin, and Weng Xue swelled with an irresistible turmoil of emotions.
Over the past few weeks, Yunmeng had led all of his subordinates and attempted to attack them many times.
Even with the cultivation of Zhi Guan's Peak Immortal Realm, he could at most just force Yunmeng to retreat.
Yet when all those strong people fought Feng Zun, Yunmeng and the others were nothing more than fragile chicks and porcelain!
No doubt, that this was a scene of oppression unilaterally!
Feng Zun suddenly spoke up, and threw the baby in his arms towards the Heaven Seal Formation in the distance, "Uncle Chuyu, first help me to look after this demon baby."
Chuyu immediately controlled the strength of the formation, instantly taking the baby off the battlefield.
From start to finish, Qing Ruo made no attempt to intervene.
He was like a spectator, watching all this like a performance, his expression was like playing around and always smiling casually.
He was always calm and peaceful.
When he saw Feng Zun sending the demon baby away, Qing Ruo finally said with a laugh, “Daoist Fellow Feng, as I said before. The little reptiles I killed and the ants you just crushed, they are not worth our attention, not even worth mentioning at all. If you are angry, I can apologize to you and catch a more powerful reptile for you.”
His tone was relaxed and earthy, with a smile that was as gentle as the spring breeze.
However, he exuded an aura of superiority and a cold expression, implying a cruel indifference.
Feng Zun finally turned around and looked directly at him, "Even if you kneel down and beg, you won't escape death today."
He sounded calm and relaxed, yet very domineering. His words left no room for argument.
"Oh?" said Qing Ruo.
He directed his maelstrom-like eyes at Feng Zun, and his smile gradually faded.