A group of dark clouds was gathering on the horizon. It blotted out the blueness of the eastern sky!
Dawn never came, only rumbling thunders. Heavy rain was incoming.
The atmosphere was even heavier in the Celestial Paradise with continuous battle noises louder and scarier than the thunders.
"Feiyun, do you think you alone can stop our entire Feng Clan?" A half-step Giant wearing a purple daoist robe was floating in the sky. A violet light flowed around his body with a taiji mark above his head.
This was one of the four half-step Giants that attacked Hongyan earlier.
They were responsible for protecting the prison, not allowing outsiders inside. However, Hongyan managed to infiltrate successfully so they were in trouble. Only by taking down Feiyun and Hongyan would they be able to avoid the punishment.
That's why the four were at the forefront and attacked the fiercest, willing to pay any price to get Feiyun back in the prison.
"Your Feng Clan? Haha, is your last name Feng?" Feiyun shouted loud enough that the old man in the purple robe felt a sting in his ears as if he was next to a gong. This made him lose focus.
In this split second, Feiyun gripped his saber with both hands and unleashed a ferocious slash. A wave spanning for one hundred meters in he shape of a dragon rushed out.
"Dragon King's First Slash!" The sky quaked before its ferocity.
This saber manual relied on great power and domination. The old man was aghast and quickly retreated.
Alas, the saber energy still struck his chest. Nevertheless, a half-step Giant was quite tough and managed to survive.
He thought that as long as he made it back next to the ancestors at the Giant level, he would be safe.
The spirit vessel rushed to the sky like a star. Feiyun stood at the bow with a pale expression but he still added another slash.
"Pluff!" This particular wave pierced through the half-step's body. The old man screamed in indignation. The violet energy dispersed from his body and became one with nature again.
His old body fell straight down and hit a peak, completely smashed.
A Giant wanted to save him but it was too late. Feiyun was simply too fast, releasing two slashes in an instant.
Feiyun held Hongyan's waist again and could feel that she was turning cold. Even though he has been sending energy into her body, it couldn't normalize her heart rate. It was becoming slower.
He couldn't prolong this! A bit longer and he would only be able to watch her die next to him.
Loneliness would seize him once more.
While riding the vessel, he activated his Swift Samsara and turned into a ray crossing the sky.
He wanted to leave but the Feng experts wouldn't let him. The three half-step Giants blocked his path and all unleashed a palm strike of dragon-tiger power.
Several dozen shadows gathered into three mountainous seal attack with majestic momentum and billowing force.
"Heaven Punishing Hammer!" Feiyun had learned ten percent of the Minor Change Art. His hammer technique was one level stronger.
Even though it was only a shadow, it contained a trace of aura from the ancient weapon.
The three half-step Giants vomited blood from the impact. Two among them had broken bones in seven or eight places with blood running all the way down their soles.
They had to land to recover and immediately ate some spirit pills before running to a safe spot, no longer able to fight.
The Giants glanced at each other. The two divine garments were indeed mythical for a reason, allowing such an eruption of power after wearing them. This young cultivator was able to resist top members of the last generation.
Though only a short time had passed, Hongyan's heartbeat has grown even weaker.
Feiyun's mind was on fire. He controlled his vessel to fly towards the horizon.
"Boom!" It seemed to have hit an invisible wall and trembled greatly. This was a grand formation blocking off the entire area. Countless runes were on the surface and finally appeared after the contact and emitted a blinding light.
"Return!" An old Giant shouted and the runic barrier quickly flew back towards him.
It also forced the spirit vessel back along the way. This power was irresistible, like a fish stuck in a net and now, someone was pulling the net up.
Feiyun naturally wouldn't wait to die. He noticed that this barrier was also a runic formation. However, it was quite unique, similar to a boundary.
But as long as it was a formation, there must be an eye of the formation.
"Third slash, Dragon King's Sunpiercer!"
"Aooo!" A white dragon flew out from the blade in a deafening fashion. It pierced through the sky and the barrier. Layers of the barrier broke just like a collapsing wall.
Feiyun had a great comprehension aptitude so he had learned the third slash a long time ago. It was just that his strength wasn't enough to use it.
Since he had the power of a half-step at the moment, he could even use the fourth slash right now.
A Giant riding a gale beast rushed forward from the mountains in order to stop Feiyun. He was met with another slash that ultimately killed his eight-hundred-year-old gale beast by tearing it into pieces.
The Giant took out an ethereal, liquid expanse to stop the sharp slash and retreated several dozens miles away. He stood on top of a peak and looked quite transcending. He spread out his palm and saw that there was a white mark inside, slightly painful.
The youth will indeed surpass us in time. Feiyun's attack earlier almost broke through his skin from a thousand meters away, nearly drawing blood.
"With those divine gowns, he's comparable to a Giant now. Looks like the five divine garments are no joke. Any of them could boost a cultivator ten times over."
These old cultivators were all tempted. Initially, they looked down on these so-called divine garments due to their powerful cultivation. However, watching the garments in action today had broken their perspective.
It looked like the stronger the cultivation, the more effective were these garments.
The Crimson Phoenix Garment could give a mortal the power of a half-step Giant.
The Cloak of Invisibility could hide its user even from Giants. It was the ultimate artifact for an ambush. A top assassin with this garment could even slay a Supreme Giant.
The Nine Doves Gown was rumored to be the battle regalia for a demon. After wearing it, one would gain an unfathomable amount of strength, even more mysterious than the Crimson Phoenix Garment. It would allow for a Paramount Giant to fight an Enlightened Being.
"Boom! Boom!" The sky was full of thunder and lightning. The rain continued to pour down and washed away the blood on the ground without any hesitation.
Meanwhile, Feng Mo was standing on the central peak with nine heavenly palaces behind him. A beautiful woman was standing behind him and held up an umbrella.
The rain issued dripping noises on the umbrella. Wan Xiangcen said: "Ancestor, looks like no one can stop him."
"He can't leave, he must be a Feng." Feng Mo's gaze pierced through the rain and watched the scene. A scheming glint appeared within.
"Boom! Boom!" More thunder assaulted the sky with rumbles. Even the black clouds were trembling.
Fall had always been the rainy season but this rain was fiercer than the rest. The thunder just now had woken many people from their sweet dream.
"Boom!" The spirit vessel that had soared six hundred miles away suddenly stopped and dropped to the ground, creating a large pit.
Feiyun's entire body was soaked with messy hair. His eyes showed his current distress as he moved his hand closer to Hongyan's nose.
The blood on her body was being washed away by the rain. Her pretty face was as white as paper and her arms as cold as ice.
The shade on her white dress was now pink from the water. There was no breathing and her heartbeat has halted…
There was a frozen smile on her face. Meanwhile, Feiyun's heart was turning cold, cold enough that his blood seemingly froze as well.
She died with a smile in the embrace of her lover.
"Ahh!" Feiyun heartbrokenly screamed under the torrential rain while holding her body.
"For whom the beauty smiles as youth is passing by? In this mundane realm, the heart will not age, but without you, the world is a waste. Don't climb all alone till gray hair flutters on the steep pavilion. With no time remaining, who will draw her eyebrows in the end?"
The wondrous voice and the melodies of her enchanting zither replayed in his mind. Even a goddess wouldn't be able to replicate her song.
No other girls in this world would be able to smile as beautifully as her last. She no longer needed to be afraid of growing old, losing her fair complexion and gaining white hair.
The maple leaves were fluttering wildly due to the storm like red butterflies. Alas, all of them eventually fell into the mud.
Feiyun stood in the rain. It looked like the heaven was mocking him, sending down the rain to hit his face.
He could faintly hear her other song: "At first, when we set out, the willows were fresh and green. Now, when we return, the snow will be falling from clouds."
The strong gale eventually blew away her hushed voice inside his mind, leaving behind a lonely and sorrowful man.