The Feng Zun Journey
Other World Factions
However, Feng Zun had already been well aware from the start that as spiritual energy recovered, it would definitely cause chaos and bloodshed.
Given these circumstances, if it were to save everyone from disaster, then it would require the establishment of new rules, which no cultivation faction would dare to violate!
In that case, if the Terrace of the Continent Conference organized by the Mysterious Titan Sect really achieved its goal, it would indeed benefit the ordinary people of the Zhou, Tang, and Feng Dynasties.
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The entrance to the ruins of the Eternal Dragon Palace.
An authoritative figure stands on the expanse of large river water that is bobbing. He was a middle-aged man with eyebrows that started to whiten.
Chuyu walked up to the envoy and said, "Daoist Fellow Bu Han, this is my Mud Master, Feng Zun."
“I Deacon Bu Han of the Mysterious Titan Sect. Greetings, Your Highness Feng Zun!”
Bu Han approached and bowed respectfully.
He had heard of high prestige, and the title of Imperial Master Teacher that Feng Zun possessed, he naturally respected him a lot.
"Why is your Mysterious Titan Sect dying to invite me?" asked Feng Zun
At first glance he knew that Bu Han was at the mortal pinnacle realm, yet whether it was, his qi energy, foundation and soul, all of them were extremely well polished, after all, he far surpassed others of the same cultivation.
Bu Han said solemnly, “Your Majesty, our leader said that you are extremely outstanding, you alone are able to destroy the heretical cultivators of the Heavenly Devil Prison faction in Zhou Supreme. Moreover, you also saved the Han Dynasty from the waves of ferocious beasts. Once your achievements are so resplendent, it will be difficult for others not to admire your prestige...
"...Therefore, our sect leader personally issued an order, that no matter what happens we should invite you. He even specifically made an invitation for you, to attend and discuss about this disaster."
His tone was sincere and full of flattery.
"I want to hear the truth, why are you guys hosting and holding the Continent Conference Terrace?” asked Feng Zun. "
Feng Zun smiled flatly, "As I had thought. In the end, you're doing this only for your own benefit, and not really sincerely considering everyone's safety."
This tone carried a hint of ridicule, which made Bu Han's expression turn uncomfortable.
“Of course, as you said before. Preventing disputes between cultivators would naturally also benefit the residents, ” Feng Zun said. “Give me the invitation, then you can go."
Hearing this Bu Han hurriedly took out an invitation and thrust it with both hands, "Your Excellency Feng Zun, sorry for this sassiness, I want to ask if you plan to attend?"
"Sure," Feng Zun replied with a nod.
Immediately after hearing it, a huge burden seemed to lift from Bu Han's shoulder, then he bowed once more, then turned around and left.
"Young Master, when are you planning to leave?" ask Chuyu.
It was the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the Terrace Conference Continent would begin three days from now.
"Call Zhuan Long, and I will depart immediately to the Terrace of the Continent Conference with him" Feng Zun said.
Chuyu nodded.
Shortly thereafter, Zhuan Long arrived and turned into a thousand foot Snow White Phyton.
Feng Zun placed his seat on Zhuan Long's back, and they set off towards the Tang Dynasty.
On the way, Feng Zun read the information from a jade slip.
It was Chuyu's gift, in it noting all the shocking developments in the past two months, as well as the latest power maps in the three continents' cultivation world.
When DiA finished reading, Feng Zun realized that in just two months, this world had changed surprisingly!