The entire godly temple regained its peace and tranquility, but this peace and tranquility carried a surreal feeling.
The buddhist candle on top of the buddhist pagoda was still burning, never to be extinguished.
Outside of the godly temple, the atmosphere became tense. In a short period of time, another monstrous figure arrived.
He was sitting in a bronze carriage, riding a divine deer. Even though his aura was not as strong as the two in front, it was still not something to be underestimated.
An invisible pressure followed the bronze carriage's slow approach. It became stronger and stronger, and the spirit energy in the air was drawn in and turned into a force.
Even though it was only an ordinary bronze carriage, it was like a magnificent army with tens of thousands of horses and horses.
The driver was a handsome young man wearing a golden robe and carrying a long sword on his back. His age was around seventeen or eighteen years old, so naturally, he was not considered young. However, on his neck, there was a silver lock that only infants would wear.
Qin Ming stretched his back and looked at the godly temple in the distance. His eyes then swept over everyone present. It seemed that he had traveled for a long time, and his legs were very uncomfortable.
Thus, he jumped down from the bronze carriage and took off the long sword on his back. The long sword in his hands had reached a godly level. In just a flash, he was able to create more than ten sword energies on the ground.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Dust flew everywhere on the ground. When the dust settled, one could only see a row of domineering words on the ground:
"The Qin Clan's ancestor has arrived!"
The Qin Clan's power in the Grand Southern Prefecture was extremely great. It was a top clan, and its power was on par with the Feng Clan. It was definitely an overlord of one area.
"Inside that bronze carriage is an ancestor of the Qin Clan. This is not good!" Feng Zhizi's expression became serious, and he stared at the bronze carriage outside of the godly temple.
Feng Feiyun was puzzled, and he asked: "Why is it not good?"
"The Qin Clan and the Feng Clan are the two top clans in the Grand Southern Prefecture. Their power is on par, and only the Prefecture Lord can suppress our two clans.
Of course, the Prefecture Lord is a Heaven Marquis of the Godly Jin Dynasty, and he is not someone our two clans can compare to. He also rarely gets involved in the open and secret struggles between the great powers. "
"The Qin Clan and our Feng Clan have had a grudge for eight hundred years. Many talented disciples of the Feng Clan died under the assassination of the Qin Clan.
Of course, many of the Qin Clan's disciples also died in the hands of our Feng Clan's experts.
The hatred between the two clans is getting deeper and deeper. If it wasn't for the Palace Lord, the Feng and Qin Clans would have fought each other already. "
"The Patriarchs of the two families are all people with great foresight. They know that the power of the two families is about the same. If they really fight with all their strength, both sides will definitely suffer. Therefore, everyone is waiting for an opportunity."
Feng Zhizi slowly explained the grievances between the Feng and Qin Clans. The worry in his eyes became deeper and deeper.
"What opportunity?" Feng Feiyun asked.
Feng Zhizi continued: "As long as the strength of both sides is out of balance, then in a very short period of time, one side can beat the other side to the point where they have no chance to turn things around.
Right now, there must be a great secret hidden in this godly temple. If the Qin ancestor obtained a great treasure inside, then his battle power would soar. At that time, our Feng ancestor might not be his match. "
"If the Feng ancestor is defeated or dies miserably, then it would be as easy as flipping one's hand for the Qin Clan to defeat the Feng Clan."
Sometimes, the battle between clans was a battle between top experts. Whoever won would be the king, and whoever lost would be the departed soul.
The Qin ancestor was also a person who lived in seclusion. If there was nothing worthy of him taking action, then how could he run away so fast? It was clear that there was something amazing inside the godly temple that attracted all the great powers here.
Feng Feiyun's eyes slightly narrowed. He channeled the Heavenly Phoenix Gaze to look at the bronze carriage, but he couldn't see through it. He only felt that there were snakes dancing around the carriage as if the Qin Clan Master was cultivating some kind of merit law.
"Which junior dares to peep at my ancestor? If you take a look, then I'll take a look back."
Qin Ming felt Feng Feiyun's gaze. His pupils shrank to the size of a needle.
"Whoosh!"
A strand of sword energy as thin as a cow's hair flew out from his eyes!
This person's reaction speed was fast and his vigilance was high. He was truly an outstanding talent of the younger generation. However, the sword in his eyes was even faster than Feng Jianxue's Dual Gaze Broken Moon Sword. It was impossible to dodge.
"Immortal Phoenix Physique!"
Feng Feiyun naturally couldn't dodge this sword, but he channeled the Immortal Phoenix Physique. The blood in his body quickly flowed as he allowed this sword energy to pierce through his forehead.
"Pluff!"
This sword energy as thin as a cow's hair was extremely sharp. In just a blink of an eye, it drilled into the space between Feng Feiyun's eyebrows.
The sword energy pierced through his body with extreme pain. However, the moment it came into contact with Feng Feiyun's blood, this invincible sword energy began to melt.
It was like ice meeting hot water.
No matter how hard or sharp the ice was, once it fell into boiling water, it would still melt in an instant.
Of course, this was also because Qin Ming's sword in his eyes was too thin and too small. This was why the boiling blood in Feng Feiyun's body was able to melt it so quickly.
If it was Feng Jianxue's Dual Gaze Broken Moon Sword, then even if its power was not as strong as this cow's hair sword energy, Feng Feiyun absolutely wouldn't dare to use his body to block it. This was simply courting death.
After Qin Ming saw the sword energy pierce through the space between Feng Feiyun's eyebrows, he revealed a mocking smile and said: "Can't even withstand one blow!"
Even though Feng Zhizi and the other two protectors of the Feng Clan were close to Feng Feiyun, they didn't have enough time to save him. When they were about to stop the sword, the sword energy had already pierced through the space between Feng Feiyun's eyebrows.
Feng Zhizi's heart suddenly skipped a beat. His old eyes became crimson. He could only watch as his only grandson died in front of him.
Dongfang Jingyue was standing in front of Feng Feiyun. She personally saw the sword energy enter the space between the eyebrows, and she also heard the sound of flesh being pierced through.
There was a red dot between Feng Feiyun's eyebrows. His eyes were dull and motionless; it was as if he was completely dead.
"Feng Feiyun, I chased after you twice and you didn't die. How could you die in the hands of an outsider?" Dongfang Jingyue fiercely punched Feng Feiyun's chest.
Once Feng Feiyun died, no one would be able to control the Crossing Lotus Platform. It would be difficult to leave this godly temple, so naturally, she was very angry.
"Ouch!
Not so hard, my bones are almost broken! "Feng Feiyun clutched his chest and coughed nonstop.
Dongfang Jingyue's entire body shivered, and her delicate body fiercely twitched. She was clearly frightened by Feng Feiyun. This guy still didn't die?
How could this be?
After being pierced through the forehead by a sword, he still didn't die?
Not only was Dongfang Jingyue shocked, but Feng Zhizi also couldn't react for a long time. He stood there in a daze like a stone statue.
"Clang clang!"
In the distance, the treasure sword in Qin Ming's hand fell to the ground!
Even the three great characters of the Ju Qing level cast their divine senses over. Even though it was only for a moment, on the surface, these three Ju Qing also noticed the strangeness of Feng Feiyun.
After being pierced through the forehead, he still didn't die. Could it be that he was the reincarnation of a demon?
At this moment, many people here had this thought in their minds!
Of course, Dongfang Jingyue's heart was the most depressed. She began to doubt her own abilities; would she be able to kill this shameless person in the future?