The Feng Zun Journey
Shocking
As he spoke, Feng Zun stared towards the Blue Thunder Sword in the distance.
The sword force was vast and boundless, Feng Zun used his soul power to try to control the Blue Thunder Sword.
At that very instant, all of Feng Zun's achievements in the Sword Dao were displayed to the maximum.
Even his actions made the unused Fantian Emperor Sword, suddenly tremble, as if resonating from sensing something.
Clangs!
The rusty Blue Thunder Sword let out a clear and loud buzz. Then the sword exploded along with the radiance of divine light, giving rise to a rain of light that surged like an extremely dazzling tide.
That arrogant boy is over!
When they saw this, Liyan Yun and his group gasped. The power that the Blue Thunder Sword displayed was so great, that just by looking from a distance, it had already made them feel suffocated.
The sword radiance was too powerful and terrifying, making them break out in cold sweat..
The white-robed old man and the red-robed middle-aged man, both of them had fickle expressions.
They suddenly realized, if only before had the Blue Thunder Sword issued such power to them, then both of them were very confident, that with just the radiance of his sword force alone, it could have left them severely injured!
How could an ordinary contemporary cultivator like Feng Zun, be able to block this terrifying sword force?
Swoshis!
They watched that at this moment, the Blue Thunder Sword shot out from the air, carrying a rainbow-like light, and shot towards Feng Zun.
A moment later, Liyan Yun and the others seemed to freeze, they were stunned on the spot.
In their field of vision, Feng Zun was still standing there, unscathed in the slightest.
The originally Blue Thunder Sword that was like it was about to slash towards Feng Zun, suddenly stopped in front of him, then it circled around Feng Zun a few times cheerfully. It was like a sparrow returning to its nest.
The Blue Thunder Sword floated in front of Feng Zun, and landed its hilt onto his right hand.
After falling into Feng Zun's hands, the ice-cold sword light that filled the air and the extremely terrifying sword force, all of them suddenly disappeared.
The underground world was instantly silent.
Liyan Yun was flabbergasted and his eyes widened, his hands silently clenching.
"It's.."
"How... How could this be possible!?"
Earlier, he mocked and insulted Feng Zun, saying that his actions were no different from seeking his own death.
However, who could have guessed that such an incredible scene would happen directly before him? This made him feel dazed and confused.
Tang Lingzhen's forehead shriveled, and her face was filled with a sense of disbelief.
Even if he were to rack his brains, he would not find the slightest possibility about this scene.
He would not even think that Feng Zun, who should have died, was not only still standing there, but he was also not injured in the slightest. Even the Blue Thunder Sword obediently landed on his palm.
This scene is truly unbelievable!
The white-robed old man and the blood-red-robed man, they looked at each other...
Their expressions were filled with uncertainty, there was pain mixed with the emotions they were feeling at the moment.
This scene had naturally shocked the two of them greatly.
Previously, they had regarded Feng Zun as a fool who wanted to seek his own death. And when they recalled this, their faces heated up, as if getting a hard slap.
There is no doubt that this is really embarrassing!
There's no fighting...
No sweat came out...
Feng Zun just stood there, and the Blue Thunder Sword simply gave up on its own accord!
As Feng Zun stood on the grand ritual altar, his eyes shone with a hint of satisfaction.
He gently touched his finger to the flat part of his blade and whispered, “You are actually a pretty smart little creature. When you meet me in the future, even if you plead, you will never get the chance to accompany me on cultivation.”
The Blue Thunder Sword trembled slightly and looked grateful.
"Feng Zun!"
Suddenly, Liyan Yun's voice sounded from afar.
Feng Zun turned around to look at him.
Liyan Yun's expression fickled erratically.
"You ... How did you do it?"
They all looked at Feng Zun, as well as the sword in his hand.
Their expressions today, seemed to be worse than their entire other day.
For the past five days, each of them had racked their brains, to fight to conquer this sword.
Even besides, they have tried many times and done everything at their best, using all the methods they have, but so far they have not succeeded and have always failed.
Who would have thought that Feng Zun, a contemporary cultivator at the early level of the Immortal Realm, would win the sword acknowledgement in just a moment, after he entered the grand ritual altar? Even the sword had bowed to him of its own accord!
The difference in this fight is too great...
And with such a huge contrast, making them so depressed that they almost wanted to vomit blood, how could their expressions possibly look good.
"Maybe that sword thinks that only I, Feng Zun, deserve to make him submit?"
Feng Zun said calmly.
"Do you want to say none of us are worthy of that sword?"
Liyan Yun furrowed his brows.
“That's the fact, anger will be of no use to you, ” Feng Zun said.
As he spoke, Feng Zun glanced at the tightly shut bronze gate in the distance.
Just then he immediately sensed, that there was a similarity between the gate aura and the sword in his hand, he finally understood that the sword was “key” to open the bronze gate!
Only by obtaining the Blue Thunder Sword would one be able to enter the bronze gate easily.
Otherwise, even an Immortal God cultivator would only be restrained outside, and would never be able to enter.
At this moment, the red-robed man said in a deep voice, “Young man, if you are willing to give us the Blue Thunder Sword, I will guarantee that you can also enter it, I will guarantee that you can enter it, and we can share our luck fairly. But if you refuse, after today, I am only worried that this place will have one new grave!”
His tone was deep and ice-cold, looking dignified.
When they heard this, Liyan Yun, Tang Lingzhen, and the white-robed old man all focused on looking at Feng Zun.
They naturally did not want to see Feng Zun escape by carrying the Blue Thunder Sword.
"Are you trying to rob me?"
Feng Zun frowned.