The Feng Zun Journey
Yuan Xu's Turmoil
When the warden used the power of the Ancient Guard Energy, then the vertical toten on his forehead would swirl around.
What was most surprising was that it had an extreme effect that intimidated our souls back then.
“When we fight, we are like fighting a true god. I felt constrained, meaningless, and just overwhelmed with despair. His strength even has a huge limiting effect on my cultivation base.”
When he recalled all those scenes, his face was already full of fear and prolonged terror, it seemed like he could not help his suffering, as he re-imagined, the struggle in his despair back then, when he fought the warden.
"The golden mark is shaped like a vertical eye .. which can intimidate and suppress the soul, and affect the opponent's combat strength .." murmured Feng Zun while thinking.
"It seems that his strength is not innate, but rather, a kind of secret art typical of his unique cultivation heritage."
He silently remembered this clue.
Then, when the creature hiding deep within the Meteorite Gorge came looking for him, he planned to ascertain whether he was the same warden, who nearly killed Yuan Xu back then or not.
As they spoke, they had arrived deep in the depths of the Dark Mountain.
They saw the forbidden zone shrouded in a blood mist and terrifying in the distance.
"Sister-in-law, I can feel it!" Yuan Xu suddenly looked so excited.
“The body I left here still holds some of its core energy! Not everyone has broken up yet!”
No wonder he was so excited.
Tens of thousands of years had passed, and he still lingered in his miserable and gloomy state.
Even his current body was nothing more than someone else's corpse.
If he could recover the core strength within his lost body, he could create a new body for himself.
In doing so, he even had hopes of returning to his former peak of glory!
“I remind you not to get too excited, even if you can recreate your body, in your current condition, restoring your previous peak cultivation will require a lot of sacrifice, he said, and still have to overcome various difficulties for the sake of difficulty.” said Feng Zun.
“After all, you are now just a soul fragment, your cultivation and strength previously have long since perished.”
"...." - ".Yuan Xu was speechless.
At the same time someone shouted, “The Hall of Wisdom has sealed off this entire region. You two should leave immediately, otherwise, then we will slash at you mercilessly!”
Simultaneously with that voice, two figures emerged from within the bloody mist in the distance.
The first was a white-robed man shrouded in a dark mist, his eyes green and looking hideous.
The other was an indifferent old man.
Her hair was sparse, and she wore hemp clothes.
He was carrying a bone pipe, and he was currently exhaling smoke from his pipe, his gaze cold and imposing.
Both of them were in the Immortal Realm!
It seemed like the Wisdom Hall had assigned two Immortal Realm cultivators to stand guard here.
From this, it was obvious how much they appreciated the place.
“It looks like your descendants and grand disciples have long since found the body you left behind. It is even very possible that they collected .. the remains of your body while we were still chatting.” Feng Zun sneered.
Yuan Xu's face was instantly lethargic, and he said, "Sister-in-law, that joke isn't funny at all."
"Let's see."
As he said that, Feng Zun continued to step forward.
“I told you that I would let you two go, but you dared to come closer. Do you really insist on seeking death?"
The white-robed man said with a clear tone of displeasure.
Feng Zun ignored him and looked at Yuan Xu, “After all, these are your descendants and grand disciples. Then how do you think we should handle them?”
Yuan Xu instantly had a conflicted expression on his face, and he said grimly, “It has been tens of thousands of years, things have changed, things have changed, and I have little connection with the Hall of Wisdom in this era, but.”.
Here, he paused, then said hesitantly, "But I don't want to see them die just because of this."
"All right."
Feng Zun nodded.
In the distance, the flax-clothed old man sucked on his pipe, then he said expressionlessly, “Quick get away from here, the Devil Domain Gorge is full of danger, so don't lose your life here.”
"Oh?" said Feng Zun.
He raised his right hand and slapped the air from a distance.
Thump!
The old man who was sipping on the bone pipe suddenly felt as if a mountain of gods was suppressing him mercilessly. It forced him to ruthlessly fall to the ground, and his entire body convulsed.
In the end, he immediately lost consciousness.
"This ..."
The white-robed man became stiff, and he almost jumped in surprise.
Just who are these people?
How could they be so strong?
Before he was conscious from his daydream, Feng Zun slapped the void once more, it was a light, airy slap, from a distance.
Thump!
A moment later, the white-robed man lay unconscious on the ground.
From start to finish, the two Immortal cultivators of the Wisdom Hall Faction could not put up the slightest resistance!
It seemed to Feng Zun, this was so trivial that it did not need to be mentioned.
He just said, "Let's go."
Yuan Xu hurriedly led the way in.
...
Meanwhile, deep within the region was shrouded in a bloody and terrifying mist.
A tall strapping Daoist-robed man was standing in front of a vast ravine, his hands behind his back.
Four newly erected bronze altars stood on the sides of the ravine.
There were several fragments of sealed treasures placed on top of each altar.
The four late stage Immortal Realm cultivators and the intermediate stage of the Wisdom Hall were seated nearby, one in front of each altar, and each of their hands formed a seal.
Streams of dark light surged out from each of the bronze altars, forming a huge net that covered the vast depths of the abyss.
The tall strapping Daoist-robed man watched this game, his desire and spirit vividly painted all over his face.
"Older Yu, how much longer do we have to wait?" said a young lady in black dress who was standing beside the Tao-robed man. She was very beautiful, with fair skin and snow-white.
"Don't panic" said the Daoist-robed man.
He thought for a moment then again said, "It seems that we will manage to collect the remains of the body from His Majesty Emperor Ming Netherworld, in less than half a day!"
Hearing that, the girl in black dress beside him immediately got excited.