The Feng Zun Journey
Kill All the Messengers

The fishy smell of blood spread throughout the large hall. It was a scene of total, bloody and brutal destruction.

When he saw Feng Zun again, his attitude was still relaxed, as if he had just harvested corn.

But, who among them would just sit idly by and wait for death?

"Run fast...!" 

Shouyu Tianhe and the others did not dare to stay any longer, they immediately turned around and tried to escape. 

As the Nine Furnace Great Formation turned out to be unable to suppress it, Feng Zun grew increasingly domineering and uncontrollable.

Not only did he not take the envoys from the ancient faction seriously, but this was the main region of the imperial family, but still he dared to carry out a massacre!

Under such conditions, how could those envoys still dare to endure?

“When I got here, you guys were originally very fierce and arrogant, but now, you guys are just as panicked as the animals that are about to be slaughtered. If I let you guys go, wouldn't that damage the credibility of a Feng Zun? 

After those calm and indifferent words were finished, immediately after, the buzz of the sword sounded.

The momentum of his strength was like the thump of divine thunder.

Under Long Qingyuan's astonished gaze, one after another sword qi appeared and crossed the air like a dazzling divine bow. 

Its sharpness was stinging, as if it was capable of burning eyes. 

Each sword qi emitted an oppressive and boundless aura.

As he swung his sword, he was like an immortal being performing a sword dance, shining down on the human world!

This incredible sight left Long Qingyuan shaken and confused.

Cracks!

A transparent red furnace shattered, and broke into pieces.

The heirloom user was a woman with a blue fur coat.

Countless sword qi, submerging the woman's body in just a single breath. Practically it made his body turn into pieces of flesh.

His soul did not even have time to escape and was instantly destroyed.

Bang out!

A tall and strapping middle-aged man was sent flying. The sword that was trying to protect him, instantly shattered into pieces.

“How could an ordinary contemporary cultivator be so strong.”.

He muttered as blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his eyes suddenly dimming. Although he had managed to block Feng Zun's attack, but the impact had destroyed most of his organs and soul, he died on the spot.

Meanwhile, as slash after slash of sword qi descended, the envoys from each ancient faction were also quickly dropped one after another, before they could even break out of the great hall.

Some resisted with all their might, but they were like locusts trying to block a carriage of mischief, sword qi tore them apart, their bodies as if only capable, giving resistance like a piece of paper.

Some of them used the ultimate killer move, to be able to stay afloat for the sake of a chance of survival, but in the face of Feng Zun's overbearing sword qi, the, none of them could escape total annihilation. 

Shouyou Tianhe's death was the cruelest of all. The sword qi pierced through his skull until it descended all over his body, piercing him like a rolling goat and nailing him to the floor.

In his final moments, his eyes were still widened. 

This leading member of the Shouyu Demon Clan, was still extremely flabbergasted even to his last breath.

All of these scenes should take some time to explain, but in fact they happen simultaneously.

In the time it took Feng Zun to snap his fingers, over ten ancient faction envoys, who were at least in the Immortal Realm, were all killed where they stood!

This bloody scene left Long Qingyuan confused and stunned on the spot, her heart and mind trembling. 

"Feng Zun, you are really so domineering that it is completely absurd…!"

"It's…"

Furthermore, Long Liyuan and the other prominent members of the imperial family, were all sweating coldly and in fear, their faces deathly pale.

How domineering is that? 

How scary is that?

"Why don't you laugh now?" 

Feng Zun said calmly. 

The skin of Long Liyuan and the others seemed to alternate between white and green.

"How about this? I'll spare anyone who manages to laugh here.”

Feng Zun said kindly and with a smile.

Everyone : “....”

Who could not see that Feng Zun was deliberately humiliating them?

Suddenly, the yellow-robed elder whose arm was cut off Feng Zun previously said in a trembling voice, "After all this commotion, why... Why is no one coming to help us?"

This was the residence of the King of Light, and was located in Tianmang Mountain, the main region of the empire. 

After such a huge commotion, should the other prominent members of the imperial clan immediately realize, and rush to their aid. 

Surprisingly, even until now, not a single person had come to strengthen their ranks!

Long Liyuan's heart and the others sank as they realized, that something was wrong about this.

Long Qingyuan suddenly interjected, “Third Elder, you are the tumors of my clan, so there is no need for you to wait for help any longer. I make sure that no one will come to save you.”

The woman's gaze was cold, and she blatantly insulted them!

"Your Majesty, what do you mean by that?" 

Long Liyuan looked extremely annoyed.

"Simply put, my imperial nuclear family doesn't need a helpless coward like you."

Long Qingyuan said with hatred that could not be hidden.

“We chose to maintain our neutrality in the matter of Feng Zun, and we did so out of consideration for the well-being of the imperial family. So where is our fault?” 

A silver-robed middle-aged man said coldly, "In addition, now that Feng Zun has killed Shouyou Tianhe and the other envoys, how could the various ancient factions release this matter?"

A slash!

Sword qi again flashed through the air, killing the silver-robed middle-aged man where he stood.

Feng Zun said calmly, “You imprisoned my man, do you still dare to call him 'maintain neutrality?'”

Watching this only added to the panic of Long Liyuan and the others.

When no one came to help them even after such a long time, they felt an unprecedented despair during their lives.

As the leading members of the imperial clan, they had always received high respect. When have they ever experienced such despair?

"Feng Zun, how about we end this matter here?" 

Long Liyuan again said seriously, “After all, there is absolutely no grudge between us. I did hold Zhuan Long back, but it was entirely due to external pressure, the ancient factions left me with no other choice. Anyone would be helpless when I was in my position."

A hint of ridicule emerged from Feng Zun's lips, “You were forced to restrain my man? Then how about when you try to use the Nine Furnace Great Formation to fight against me? How do you explain that?”

Hearing this, Long Liyuan was instantly at a loss for words.

A black-robed elder said angrily, "How could we just be silent, when we see you committing murder in our territory?"

A slash!

Before his words finished echoing in the large hall, he had been decapitated on the spot, and his head rolled on the floor.