The Feng Zun Journey

The Feng Zun Journey
The Momentum of Guodong Feng


Yuan Jiuzhen hesitated, then said, “Daoist Dean, you may not have known this yet, but two days ago, Guodong Feng had made clear his decision.. 


If Shuoxue wanted to leave, she could do it at any time, and nothing would stand in her way. But Shuoxue herself chose to remain here.”


Feng Zun paused for a moment, stunned for a moment, "Why could that be?"


Yuan Jiuzhen sighed, “When he found out that you chose to come here because of him, how could he have chosen to leave before you arrived? It was ultimately because he was worried about you.


Feng Zun could not help but laugh, “It also makes sense. In that case, tell Guodong Feng, I will give him a chance to challenge me.”


He then pointed to the sea of clouds overhead, "I'll be waiting for him there."


Yuan Jiuzhen shivered from head to toe, then said solemnly, "Understood!"


“In addition, tell Miss Shuoxue, Miss Tianba, and Mr. Haoran to pack her things. After the battle is over, I will take them away.” orders Feng Zun.


Feng Zun could only sigh, he did not expect that Tianba and Haoran would again get the pressure, not long after they returned from the Tang Dynasty.


Back then Haoran was also getting pressure from a faction from another world, the Nine Lightning Sect.


After freeing him from the matter, as both of them still wanted to accompany Shuoxue, so Feng Zun ordered Zhuan Long to deliver Tianba and Haoran back to the Divine Sword Palace.


Yuan Jiuzhen did not know what to say. How could he not realize that Feng Zun did not care about Guodong Feng at all?


Yuan Jiuzhen paused for a moment to consider his words, then said, "Daoist Fellow Feng Zun, Guodong Feng is no ordinary person. If you ask me about how far his strength is, then I can only say that you should be more careful."


"I actually wish he were stronger" Feng Zun said


Yuan Jiuzhen was stunned, but he did not say anything more. Then he immediately ordered his subordinates to deliver the message.


Feng Zun, meanwhile, flew into the sky, darting like a whirlwind. 


Within a few blinks of an eye, he arrived under the vault of the sky.


The young girl in the green dress looked somewhat embarrassed. He muttered, "So, we all misjudged the previous ..."


The other young cultivators were silent as well.


The middle-aged man and the various old generation experts smiled bitterly and shook their heads. 


But deep down, they rejoice. It was because they did not persecute or outwardly belittled an incomparable legendary figure like Feng Zun.


“In addition, we also came at the right time. Soon enough, we will witness the greatest duel between Feng Zun and Dongguo Feng. That's reason enough to celebrate!" 


As they all stared at the sky, the other's spirit surged, and their hearts were filled with enthusiasm. 


The wind and rain were turbulent, and foggy light surged.


As the clouds shifted, the boundless foggy landscape came and went from view.


Feng Zun stood in the air, admiring the beauty of the beautiful scenery. He held a bottle of wine and drank it himself, looking very satisfied.


Meanwhile, at the peak of Divine Sword Palace—


"Young master, Feng Zun has already arrived," said an old man from the Guodong Clan. 


He appeared silently and without warning, and as he spoke, he immediately lowered his head respectfully.


Inside the straw hut.


Guodong Feng silently opened his eyes and returned the Heart Killing Sword into his sword box. 


He stared into the depths of the sea of clouds and said, "I know."


Before his voice finished echoing in the air.


Deep within the distant expanse of clouds, Feng Zun seemed to sense something, and he saw a figure in the distance.


Their gazes clashed in the air.


Guodong Feng's normally calm gaze quietly lit up, like a flash from the tip of a sword.


There was even no question that the golden-white-robed young man standing in the middle of the clouds was Feng Zun!


Furthermore, Guodong Feng realized something, as if by his instincts as a sword cultivator, he realized that, after all these years of cultivating, he had finally found someone like him, he had, someone with extremely frightening achievements in the Way of the Sword Dao. 


There was a hint of excitement coursing through him for the first time in countless years.


"Feng Zun, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" guodong Feng said.


His voice was serious, and every word boomed like thunder, echoing throughout the landscape and spreading wide and far.


In the entire Divine Sword Palace, everyone immediately put aside their duties.


They then watched as a cold and gloomy sword intent rose, soaring high in the sky. It pierced through and dispersed the clouds, shaking the stretch of the horizon. 


The misty curtains of the spring rain suddenly had an additional, bone-chilling atmosphere.


"He's very strong!" 


Outside the mountain gate, the bright yellow-robed middle-aged man and the others, without exception, were all dumbfounded. 


It was as if they were watching the descent of the sword god.


“With such sword force, it was no wonder he was seventh in the Star Ranking. He was truly a peerless sword cultivator of his generation.. ” Yuan Jiuzhen sighed.


The other higher-ups of the Divine Sword Palace also narrowed their eyes and stared at the sky dome.


Guodong Feng's tall figure walked through the rain. Shortly after, he arrived at a cloud.


Wherever he passed by, the sky rippled, and mist spread like a willow!


It even seemed like the sky was about to collapse under his soaring, majestic, and terrifying sword intent.


Even Feng Zun also looked surprised.


His sword force was as grand as a mountain, and his sword intent was as strong as iron. 


Guodong Feng's achievements in the Sword Dao had clearly reached the level of 'unity of mind and will.'


When determining the strength of one's Sword Dao, he looked first at the sword force, then at the sword intent, and third at the heart of their sword.


Sword force was a manifestation of the sword intent produced when one's qi circulated. 


That was the case now, when Guodong Feng circulated his qi, his sword force was like a mountain. It was vast yet also concentrated, and enveloped the sky with a soul-shaking momentum.


What is the so-called Sword Intent? It was the power of one's Sword Dao, forged through mastery and understanding of the mysterious truth of the Grand Dao. 


What is a sword heart? It was a manifestation of the body, qi, and soul of a sword cultivator!