The Journey of Feng Zun 2
Chapter 115

His eyes widened, and he looked at Feng Zun in disbelief. His lips trembled, but in the end, he was speechless before he fell backwards.

The prison warden who had been sleeping deep inside the Meteorite Gorge for years fell flat on his back, his corpse crumbling into fine ash and scattering with the wind.

The spectators in the distance were completely dumbfounded, confusion written clearly all over their faces.

They did not even know what exactly Feng Zun had done, yet the black-robed man fell down and died!

His death was undoubtedly too strange!

Feng Zun's skin was currently deathly pale, like a sheet of white paper, and his expression was filled with indescribable fatigue.

Previously, when he killed sixty-three Immortal Ascension experts from the seven allied factions, he had to use the aura of the Pan Gu Sword to fight against those various Immortal God treasures.

Similarly, he also re-used it when fighting the black-robed man.

This greatly drained his soul and cultivation base.

Now, for the sake of saving A'Cang, he summoned Pan Gu's Sword aura once again, regardless of any consequences, to be able to kill the black-robed man in a single blow. However, this meant that Feng Zun's cultivation base was almost completely depleted.

This was the first time he had forced himself so hard since undergoing his Immortal tribulation in the past.

However upon seeing A'Cang survive, Feng Zun had no regrets at all.

He had not extorted any useful information from the prison guards, but it did not matter either.

After all, the black-robed man wasn't the only jailer out there.

Feng Zun dared to say with certainty that sooner or later, he would meet the other prison warden of the 'Secte of Heaven's Will'!

He inhaled a cloudy air, then bowed and lifted A'Cang. After a cursory examination, he discovered that the prison warden had just used a secret technique to seal his soul and cultivation base, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's time to go." Feng Zun looked up at the sky, put A'Cang on his back, and prepared to leave.

However, before he got far, he saw a palm-sized medal lying in the spot where the black-robed man had died.

Feng Zun grabbed it from afar and stored it away without pausing to examine it.

Then, he continued his journey.

Under the gloomy sky, a young man walked between the sky and earth, with a young woman on his back, passing through a shattered and messy landscape filled with giant craters.

The spectators in the distance watched him slowly disappear from sight, their hearts pounding, yet no one dared to stop him.

Although many of them suspected Feng Zun had exhausted his cultivation base, none of them dared to attack.

This was the high prestige one obtained with blood!

Moreover, no one dared to say for sure that Feng Zun was too tired to fight.

Some time later.

The originally silent and silent scene suddenly seethed, like a pot opening its lid.

The astonishment that had long accumulated and was buried deep in the hearts of the spectators finally found its release. 

Sound waves filled the air, and filled the surrounding area.

"How terrifying was the existence of the black-robed man? He even dared to ignore Immortal God! But in the end, His Highness Feng Zun was still able to slash it!"

"How exactly do you think His Highness Feng Zun can kill him?"

A commotion of sound filled the air for a long time.

Most of the previously towering Mount Shimmer of the Star, had now collapsed and only the debris was left.

The ground around the mountain was strewn with corpses, the area was filled with streams of pools of blood.

The earth was filled with holes, and the fishy smell of blood spread into the air.

All of this seemed to be secretly declaring just how terrifying the battle that had occurred earlier was.

"After this battle, Feng Zun had effectively become a god among humans!" Some old generation cultivators sighed.

"After today, the balance of the Radiant Age's power will change irrevocably! In the future, Feng Zun would stand above all factions and become a Sovereign in the entire world!"

"I imagine... The immortal being from heaven must be similar to His Eminence Feng Zun?"

"I just want to know if there is anyone in this world who is capable of fighting Immortal Master Feng Zun."

When Guodong Feng heard this conversation and saw the excitement on the faces of the spectators, he sighed to himself. 

What a pity and luck to have such an enemy!

Feng Zun's strength had given Guodong Feng a glimpse of the new road, the highest road within the Grand Dao!

Yet at the same time, he felt a sense of helplessness from being left behind in the dust from her.

This was why he felt both misfortune as well as luck simultaneously.

Shen Chuyun looked sad, and her heart was filled with bitterness.

The day of his duel with Feng Zun was close, but he was already certain that if they were to fight, he would definitely lose by a landslide. He had no hope of winning at all!

The Purple Cloud Pavilion Master, Zu Qinghan, took out a blank jade slip, then used his spiritual senses as a pen. 

He wrote the whole story today :

"On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Feng Zun came to the Abyss of the Demon Domain alone for an agreed battle. Alone except for his sword, he slashed through the Celestial Demon Slaughter Formation, the World Suppressing Formation…

"... Slashing down sixty-three Immortal Ascension experts and one hundred and eight late stage Immortal experts from the seven allied factions, who participated in this battle. No one survived. No such battle has ever taken place in history...

"A mysterious warden suddenly appeared, and the taboo Ancient Guard Energy power re-entered the world. Who could have guessed the outcome? A prison warden who was strong enough to stir fear in the hearts of the Immortal Gods, even fell under the sword of Feng Zun…"

Every word shines with the light of Dao. One after another lines of sentences appeared on the jade slip at high speed.

When he finished recording today's events, Zu Qinghan paused for a moment, pondered, then added his own thoughts: "For the past fifty thousand years, no battle of this grand had ever happened. In the next fifty thousand years, the strength that Feng Zun displayed today would be enough to subdue all those who opposed him!"

"This is how it should be 'The Eternal who falls from heaven'!" 

As he finished writing, Zu Qinghan's heart was filled with emotional turmoil. He smiled with satisfaction, then left. 

As a witness of the Dao of Wisdom, isn't today's battle the most amazing addition in its cultivation path?