The Feng Zun Journey
Tang Lingzhen and Liyan Yun
The surface of the spatial portal was lined with mysterious totems and dao runes of innumerable numbers.
"It seemed like they were using that spatial barrier to sever all ties with the outside world, and they had sealed the door. With this kind of arrangement, even an Immortal God would not be able to proceed any further, unless they understood the mechanism to unseal the door."
Feng Zun was deep in thought and drew his conclusion.
Then, his attention shifted, and his gaze landed on a spot not far from the bronze door.
A huge ritual altar stood there, ten thousand feet tall.
A ferocious battle was currently raging there.
A white-robed old man with a wide belt and head covering, fought alongside a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored robe. The two of them were locked in a fierce battle with a spiritual sword.
This was a rare and very dangerous battle.
At a glance Feng Zun was able to tell that the white-robed old man, and the blood-red robed middle-aged man were the primordial spirits of the peak Immortal Realm, and, but their spirit avatars were so condensed that their form was almost as genuine. The strength they displayed was extremely mighty and terrifying, and they far surpassed ordinary cultivators.
The white-robed old man was manipulating the snow-white spiritual sword. It seemed that his achievements in the Sword Dao were very high and already very profound, he would have an advantage even against cultivators above him!
While the red-robed middle-aged man was gripping a short black spear in his hand, he looked majestic and domineering. He was in no way inferior to the white-robed old man.
Feng Zun concluded that the two primordial spirits were strong enough, their strength was enough to suppress ancient immortal demons like Guan Shouyu and the others.
There was no doubt that it was most likely that the two primordial spirits had incredible backgrounds.
However, what really piqued Feng Zun's interest was their opponents.
It was a spiritual sword, speckled and rusty. It was three feet, two inches long, and its entire blade was a delicate sky blue.
The sword movement was extremely agile, graceful and as fast as thunder, but every time it attacked, it would always be accompanied by extreme strength. Even the sweep of its light created a dazzling wave of ice swords, and with just its radiance, it was able to illuminate the entire underground world.
Even though that spiritual sword was facing two primordial spirits of the peak Immortal Realm at once, the sword looked absolutely no trouble!
But Feng Zun also noticed that there were many signs of damage to his blades, there were rust spots and blood stains that could not be removed.
When viewed from a distance, the sword looked ancient, with an accumulation of age aura that seemed to be innumerable.
That sky blue sword blade, other than being stained with blood red and rust, it was also filled with scratches, but still it would be strong enough to make the hearts of everyone who saw it would tremble.
"The sword is not bad!"
Feng Zun was quite amazed and stunned by the sword.
As a swordsman, how could he miss out on how incredible the abilities of the sword were?
Ever since he first set foot in the Long Dynasty, this was the greatest ancient sword he had ever seen.
From the materials to the methods used to forge them, it was able to emit details of a unique aura of spirituality, and almost all of its aspects were incredible.
Unfortunately, there is one big flaw.
The blade had been severely damaged, if it was still in good condition, then its strength would definitely be much greater than it is now.
Clangs!
At the same time, a pair of silver-colored sword qi suddenly appeared and slashed towards Feng Zun.
Feng Zun was still standing there, motionless. He was calm and his eyes did not so much show any ripples of emotion.
Bang out!
The silver sword qi landed exactly three feet in front of him, making a perfect straight line on the ground. The sword qi energy that spread out, only made Feng Zun's robe flutter.
As the smoke and dust had dispersed, a cold, knife-sharp voice then sounded.
"If you dare to cross this line, I'll take your head."
Feng Zun turned his head and saw a black-robed man standing outside the ten thousand foot altar.
His figure was tall and thin, with his long hair falling apart. His skin was pale, and he had a disgusting aura.
Tang Lingzhen's!
He was from the Guanyang Sect, and he was a demon faction from ancient times. He is a loner but also a cruel man.
Only a few in the Long Dynasty cultivation world had heard of his name, but the other ancient demons all knew that he was truly ruthless.
Before leaving for the Eternal Lotus Island, Feng Zun had met him once. Jiu Feng had also told her about Tang Linzhen, Liyan Yun, and Mu Tingzhe.
Although none of them participated in the Eternal Lotus Competition, each of them was a stronger and more talented character than the others.
When Feng Zun turned his head, he saw Tang Lingzhen's ice-cold, indifferent, and sharp gaze.
The demon who had only risen from this ancient time, even raised his finger and slowly aimed down his throat, as if giving a beheading gesture.
This was a blatant threat to Feng Zun.
But Feng Zun turned out not to be angry, his expression did not change and remained as indifferent as ever.
He knew that Tang Lingzhen, also a top character of the ancient demon faction, had also stepped into the Immortal Realm. Perhaps it was because it was also what made him even bolder, arrogant, and wanted to look domineering.
Suddenly, a warm burst of laughter sounded.
"I didn't expect that you would be the first person, who reached this place after me and Brother Tang Lingzhen, Fellow Daoist Feng."
A figure appeared from the other side of the large altar in the distance.
He was a young man with bronze skin and thick eyebrows. Her long hair was broken.
He was wearing a black robe, with a sword sheath on his back. His eyes shone like stars, and his every action and movement exuded a powerful and unrestrained aura.
At a glance Feng Zun instantly recognized this person, he was Liyan Yun.
Like Guan Shouyu and the others, who were also demon factions from the ancient times, and he came from a prominent faction, the Blood Moon Pavilion.
According to the information from Jiu Feng, his accumulation, background, and strength, it was also not inferior to Guan Shaoyou, Xu Yuan, Ceng Wang, or any other top ancient demon. Moreover, he was known as the "Swarf Madman"!