The bleak night was about to pass and dawn was about to arrive.
On the horizon, a black cloud slowly covered the sky, blocking the white and green light in the eastern sky!
Dawn didn't come and was covered by the dark clouds. Muffled thunder could be heard as a heavy rain was about to fall.
The atmosphere in the Celestial Paradise became even more oppressive. The sounds of battle were louder than thunder and intimidating the hearts of the spectators.
"Feng Feiyun, do you really think you can stop the entire Feng Clan by yourself?"
A half-step Giant wearing a purple daoist robe stood in the sky with a violet light flowing around his body. There was a taiji symbol above his head.
This old man was one of the four Half-step Sovereigns that fought against Hongyan earlier.
They were responsible for guarding the prison and not allowing outsiders to enter. However, Hongyan did. This was a great crime to them. Only by keeping both Feng Feiyun and Hongyan here would they be able to escape punishment.
Thus, they were the first to attack fiercely in order to force Feng Feiyun back into the prison at all costs.
"Your Feng Clan? Keke, is your surname Feng?"
Feng Feiyun's shout caused the old man's ears to hurt. It was as if a gong was being struck right next to his ears, causing him to lose focus for a moment.
In the blink of an eye, Feiyun attacked with both hands and a mountain-splitting momentum. He unleashed a one-hundred-meter slash in the shape of a dragon.
"Dragon King's First Slash!"
This slash was extremely domineering and caused the firmament to tremble.
"Dragon King's Saber Art, a tyrannical and unyielding saber art."
The purple-robed old man revealed a horrified expression and hurriedly retreated, but he was still too late. A white dragon saber qi slashed his back.
A half-step Giant's life force was strong enough to survive.
As long as he could reach an ancestor of the Giant level, he would be safe.
The vessel crossed the sky as if it was flying above an eternal galaxy. Feng Feiyun stood at the front with a livid expression. He added another slash.
"Pu!"
The saber ray pierced through the half-step Giant's body. The old man screamed in unwillingness. Eventually, his violet energy leaked out and disappeared into the world of nature.
The old man's body fell straight down from the sky and landed in the mountains. His body was badly mutilated.
A Giant wanted to save him, but it was too late. Feng Feiyun's speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he slashed twice with his saber.
Feng Feiyun's hand was on Hongyan's soft waist. He could feel the warmth in his hand. Even though Feng Feiyun was pouring an endless supply of spiritual energy into her body, it still couldn't keep her heart beating normally. It was starting to weaken and slow down.
He couldn't drag it out any longer!
If he delayed any longer, he would only be able to watch her die in his arms.
If that was the case, Feng Feiyun would suffer.
Feng Feiyun stepped on the vessel and channeled the power of his Swift Samsara to turn into an azure shadow that traversed the sky.
He wanted to leave, but the experts from the Feng Clan wouldn't let him. Three half-step Giants stood in front of Feng Feiyun and unleashed a palm strike at the same time.
This was the power of a dragon-tiger. Dozens of tiger shadows condensed into three mountain-sized palm strikes with a majestic aura that stirred up turbulent waves.
"Minor Change Art, Heaven Punishing Hammer!"
Feng Feiyun had learned forty percent of the Minor Change Art. The power of the Heaven Punishing Hammer increased by one level.
The Heaven Punishing Hammer was known for its strength. Even though it was just a phantom image, it contained a trace of the Ancient Heaven Punishing Hammer's aura.
One strike caused the three half-step Giants to vomit blood. Two of them even had seven or eight bones broken. Blood trickled down from their soles to the ground.
The three half-step Giants were gravely wounded. They fell to the ground and ate spirit pills before hiding in a safe place to recover. They couldn't fight anymore.
The ancestors glanced at each other. The Firebird Gown and the Cloak of Invisibility were indeed divine garments in the legends. After wearing them, they had such explosive power, allowing a young cultivator to fight against top characters from the previous generation.
In this short delay, Hongyan's pulse was already beating even more slowly.
Feng Feiyun anxiously urged the vessel to fly towards the horizon.
"Boom!"
The ancient bronze ship slammed into an invisible wall and shook violently. It was a Heavenly Cycle Grand Formation that isolated this region.
Countless runes were written on it. After the collision, these runes became visible and emitted a golden light.
"Come back!"
An old man of the Giant level shouted. The runes that separated the heaven and earth flew towards him.
The runes pushed the vessel back in the opposite direction.
This power was unstoppable. It was like a fish jumping into a net and someone was pulling it back.
Feng Feiyun naturally wouldn't sit and wait. He noticed that this rune was also a formation. However, it was a bit special, similar to a barrier.
As long as it was a formation, it would have an eye.
"Dragon Tiger Saber Art's third slash.
Dragon King's Sun Piercer! "
"Rawrr!"
A white dragon rushed out from the blade like a white rainbow straight to the sky and pierced through the runes. "Crack!" The runes shattered layer by layer as if a divine wall was collapsing.
Feng Feiyun's comprehension speed was extremely fast. He had already comprehended the third slash. Before, his power was a bit lacking so he couldn't unleash the third slash.
But now, with the power of a half-step Giant, not to mention the third slash, he could even unleash the fourth slash.
A Giant riding a wind beast rushed out from the wilderness and wanted to stop Feng Feiyun from leaving. However, Feng Feiyun unleashed one hundred dragons and directly tore the eight hundred year old wind beast into pieces.
This Giant summoned a vast spirit lake in order to block the sharp saber aura. Otherwise, he would have been injured.
This Giant retreated for dozens of miles and stood on top of a peak. His clothes fluttered in the wind like a flag. He reached out with his palm, revealing a white scar that gave him a faint pain.
The younger generation was indeed formidable. Feng Feiyun's slash earlier almost cut open his skin from a thousand meters away, causing him to bleed.
"After wearing the divine garments, his power is comparable to a Giant. It looks like the five divine garments in the legends are not to be underestimated. Any one of them can increase the elemental power by more than ten times."
All the older cultivators were tempted. Initially, with their cultivation level, they looked down on the so-called godly robe. However, after witnessing its power tonight, their previous understanding of it had been overturned.
It seemed that the higher one's cultivation, the more powerful the divine garments would be.
The Firebird Gown could allow someone without any cultivation to have a battle prowess comparable to a half-step Giant.
The Cloak of Invisibility allowed cultivators to hide themselves. Even a Giant wouldn't be able to see them. This was definitely a divine treasure for ambushing top experts.
A top assassin with this cloak could even kill a Supreme Giant.
The Nine Doves Gown was rumored to be a demonic armor. Once worn, one would obtain an unimaginable power. It was even more mysterious than the Firebird Gown and could help a Supreme-Level Giant fight against an Enlightened Being.
"Rumble!"
Thunder filled the sky. Countless lightning snakes danced in the sky. A heavy downpour washed away the blood on the ground, drenching everyone's clothes.
Lightning struck down and traversed the world!
Feng Mo stood in the middle of the mountain peak, outside a palace that looked like the Nine Heavens Palace. In the rain, a beautiful woman stood behind him, holding an umbrella for him.
The rain beat on the umbrella, making a "pitter patter" sound.
Xiangcen held the umbrella and said: "Ancestor, no one can stop him in the end."
"He can't get away, he's destined to be a member of the Feng Clan."
Feng Mo stood under the umbrella. His gaze pierced through the curtain of rain and looked at the sky in the distance. There was a brilliance of foresight in his eyes.
"Rumble!"
Another Thunder flashed across the sky with an explosive sound, causing the dark clouds in the sky to tremble.
The autumn rain was endless, but the autumn rain this morning was more ferocious than ever. The sound of thunder had shattered many people's dreams.
"Boom!"
The ancient bronze ship, which had already flown six hundred miles away, suddenly stopped. It fell from the sky and crashed into the ground, creating a huge crater.
Feng Feiyun was drenched and his hair was a mess. His eyes were filled with fear as he reached for Hongyan's nose with trembling hands.
Under the cold rain, the bloodstains on Hongyan's body melted into a pool of blood and fell to the ground. Her beautiful face was as pale as a sheet of white paper, and her jade-like arms were as cold as two popsicles.
Only a faint red remained on her white robe.
She was no longer breathing …
Her heart had stopped beating …
Her body was terrifyingly cold and there was a stiff smile on her face. She was no longer breathing. Meanwhile, Feng Feiyun's heart was even colder, so cold that his blood seemed to have frozen.
She died in the arms of the one she loved, with a smile on her face.
"Ah …" Feng Feiyun held Hongyan's body and stood under the thunderstorm. He gave a resonant, heart-wrenching howl.
"For whom does the beauty smile? When does the beauty leave?
In the mortal world, the heart never grows old.
Without you, people are like grass … When the beauty grows old, who will paint her eyebrows? "
That beautiful voice and the touching sound of the zither still lingered in his ears. Back then, she was so beautiful, like a fairy in the mortal world. Even a fairy couldn't sing that voice.
Hongyan's smile froze on her face. No other girl in the world could have a smile as beautiful as hers.
She was afraid of growing old and turning old. But now, she wasn't afraid anymore.
Maple leaves fell from the surrounding mountains. Red maple leaves fluttered in the rain, like red butterflies in the sky. At last, they withered and fell into the mud.
Feng Feiyun stood in the cold rain. The rainwater patted on his head and face, as if even the sky was laughing at him, a poor creature.
In the rain, he vaguely heard another song she once played, "Once upon a time, I left with willows. Now I come to think of it, the rain and snow are falling.
The world is long, but my heart is troubled. My heart is endless, and I want nothing more … "
It was a rainy night and the wind was strong. The low voice of the song was blown away by the wind.
All that was left was the sadness of loneliness.