The Feng Zun Journey

The Feng Zun Journey
You Will Not Be Able


Although Feng Zun had never cared about the ancient demon factions, nor the contemporary geniuses, but his memory was not too bad either.


He naturally recalled about this Liyan Yun.


He even still remembered some of the words he said during their first meeting, back then Liyan Yun took the initiative to greet Feng Zun. He said he was a swordsman.


In fact, Liyan Yun expressed with great interest that he hoped to learn, and exchanged a single or two moves in the Sword Dao with Feng Zun.


Of course, without further ado Feng Zun directly rejected him directly, saying that Liyan Yun was not qualified. Although at that moment Liyan Yun's expression was extremely displeased, but he turned out to be doing nothing.


Now that the two of them were meeting again, Feng Zun saw that he had stepped into the Immortal Realm, just like what Tang Lingzhen had achieved!


“There are so many things in this world that you can't imagine."


Feng Zun said casually.


Liyan Yun could not help but laugh and said, "Daoist Fellow Feng, I see that you have always been proud and have the high confidence as before."


After a pause, he again said with a condescending look, "Now, I just want to know, do you think I've qualified to trade with you now?"


His tone was full of ridicule.


His attitude was very similar to Liu Handeng .


After stepping into the Immortal Realm, when he spoke to Feng Zun, he had high confidence and seemed to have a superior status.


Previously, Tang Lingzhen had also dared to attack from afar and made a boundary line three feet in front of Feng Zun. Moreover, he also gave off a threat, it was undoubtedly that the way he looked at Feng Zun, was also the same as Liyan Yun.


It could be clearly seen that to them, Feng Zun was only considered like an ordinary contemporary genius.


It was as if in their hearts, with the cultivation of the immortal realm they had, they felt extremely high.


So when faced with contemporary characters like Feng Zun, they both seemed to see a huge difference, like a gap between an immortal in heaven and an ordinary human!


Feng Zun earnestly looked at Liyan Yun, then said, “Only with you? … Are you worth it?”


Feng Zun's words were expressed in a very clear and earthy tone of contempt, making Liyan Yun completely flabbergasted, and muttered in his heart,


"This person seemed to really have no idea, how wide the gap was that distinguished between demonic cultivators and ordinary humans."


A moment later, Liyan Yun shook his head and laughed, “After all, a cricket will not be able to recognize spring and autumn, and a frog in the well cannot understand the vastness of the sky. Verbal clashes like this are indeed too boring.”


But it seemed that he did not bother to hold Feng Zun accountable for his humiliation.


After which, Liyan Yun pointed to the battle that was raging at the place of the huge ritual altar ten thousand feet in the distance.


“Mean Daoist Feng, as you know, you came a step late. Since the beginning of our arrival, Brother Lingzhen and I have directed our interest in this particular fortune. Because there is never a grudge between us, so I hope you do not do anything stupid.”


As he spoke, his gaze switched and landed on the boundary line of the three-foot sword in front of Feng Zun. He said slowly, “So I can only advise you, to do what Brother Lingzhen suggested. Don't cross that line, otherwise.”.


Before he could finish his words, Feng Zun nodded. "Alright, I'll let you try it first."


Hearing this Liyan Yun was stunned, it seemed like he had not expected that someone so arrogant and arrogant as Feng Zun, would instantly agree and make allowances for him so easily.


A moment later, he looked grateful. "Record Daoist Feng, it turns out that you really made a wise choice!"


Tang Lingzhen was a person who did not say much, she simply watched coldly from a distance and did not say anything.


However, when he saw Feng Zun reveal his willingness to make concessions, a hint of contempt appeared in the depths of his gaze. His gaze then turned to watch the battle in the distance.


"Daoist Fellow Feng, since you managed to get here before the others, I guess you definitely have a treasure that is able to help you dodge the power of the Ancient Limiting Energy as well?"


Liyan Yun suddenly asked.


Feng Zun's expression never changed, then said, “The forbidden strength that enveloped Lotus Mountain has long receded.”


Liyan Yun's brows narrowed, and he said, "Then, why did you come here alone?"


“This place is too dangerous, and staying behind is the wisest choice they have to make."


Feng Zun said casually.


Liyan Yun sneered, "If you have found out that this place is dangerous, why are you still coming? Are you not afraid of death?"


But Feng Zun answered with another question. "When did you get here?"


Liyan Yun seemed to have long anticipated this question. He smiled faintly and said, “Both me or Brother Lingzhen, have entered the Immortal Realm since five days after entering the Eternal Lotus Island. And on the seventh day, we made a cooperation and entered the Lotus Mountain together."


Feng Zun nodded. “So so. It seems that you guys had an understanding of the situation in this Lotus Mountain long before you arrived, and you seem to have prepared some precautions."


Liyan Yun simply smiled but did not say anything.


Feng Zun stared at the distant battle raging on the huge ritual altar. "Will but it's a pity, even if you guys have come early, all of it will still be in vain.”


Liyan Yun's smile disappeared, and he frowned. "You mean, how futile?"


"You will not conquer the sword,"


Feng Zun said casually.


Just as he said this, the waves of battle in the distance suddenly changed.


Clangs!


The mottled blue sword with rust let out a dazzling rain of sword light, and threw the white-robed person and the red-robed middle-aged man, making them stagger far back.


In the end, the two were sent flying out of the huge ritual altar, and they nearly fell to the ground.


"Damn it! We lost again..”.


The white-robed old man darkened, his expression alternating between shock and anger.