The founder of all religions

In life, if a white horse passes through the gap between heaven and earth, it will happen suddenly.

When Jiang Chuyin saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face, her eyes that were originally full of majesty became dazed.

In an instant, she seemed to have returned to six years ago.

At that time, Jiang Chuyin was just starting out, standing out from the evil geniuses in the world, and stepping into the Xuantian Pavilion under the aura of the Martial Arts Mountain, starting another splendid cultivation life for her.

However, on the first day she entered the Xuantian Pavilion, she encountered the biggest setback in her life.

The boy who looked younger than her suppressed all her arrogance with just one look.

The energy in his body collapsed, and a sword mark penetrated his bones. At first glance, he looked like he was falling into purgatory.

That look was aloof and indifferent, like a giant dragon looking down at ants, like a god looking down at the common people.

How many times in the middle of the night she dreamed, she was awakened by the eyes that looked like a brand.

From then on, Jiang Chuyin practiced like a madman. She was obsessed with the study of Lingmen techniques, constantly honing herself, just to become stronger.

However, when she broke through herself and became more confident... she discovered that the man she had longed for had long since disappeared, disappearing like a cloud of smoke, without a trace.

"Feng Wannian..."

Jiang Chuyin's distracted eyes gradually became clear, and the memories of the past slowly overlapped with the figure in front of him.

Six years have passed, and this man seems to have lost his former edge, becoming no longer radiant, no longer sharp, no longer aggressive...

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

Feng Wannian came from a distance and walked to Li Mo, then stopped and stood side by side with him.

"Old Feng, you installed it again..."

Li Mo came over and couldn't help but whisper softly.

"It's a rare opportunity... to revisit my old place, so leave this place to me."

Feng Wannian looked at the surrounding scene and couldn't help but sigh.

At this point, Li Mo still couldn't figure out his identity.

"Feng Wannian, you are back after all."

Jiang Chuyin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly and she shouted in a deep voice.

"Who wanted to touch my brother just now?" Feng Wannian glanced sideways and couldn't help but sneer.

"Your brother!?"

Jiang Chuyin raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Li Mo.

"You have been away for five years, and now you are here again just for him?" Jiang Chuyin said lightly.

"Feng Wannian... The reason why you were so powerful back then was because you had no worries and were too scary to be human... Now, you are like the light and have become ordinary..."

"Oh? It's only been six years, but you're already so loud..."

Feng Wannian said calmly: "Back then...you weren't so tough when you were so scared that you peed your pants in front of me."

"court death!"

Feng Wannian's words made Jiang Chuyin completely furious. She shouted, and violent thunder surged above the former's head, turning into a cage and falling from the sky.

"Ten Locks of Thunder Prison!"

Chen Wangdu suddenly raised his head and his expression changed suddenly.

This is a technology developed by Lingmen. As long as the spiritual breath is specially modified, there is no need to practice any mysterious skills. With a thought, the thunder in the clouds can be triggered, a cage can be built, and powerful enemies can be killed in an instant.

It is said that the spiritual breath transformed by this technology can reach the level of [Hundred Locks Thunder Prison].

This level of power is difficult for even a peak spiritual breath realm expert to handle.

Rumble…

The violent thunder crushed the ground into pieces, and the lightning flashes moved around like startling dragons, turning into intertwined chains, creating a prison, and pressing down on Feng Wannian.

"Why don't you have a long memory?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice suddenly arose, and the place where there was silence and silence actually overshadowed the roaring sound of thunder.

The next moment, a terrifying aura rose into the sky, directly crushing and destroying the [Ten Locks Thunder Prison].

Almost at the same moment, Feng Wannian's palm fell on Jiang Chuyin's pretty face.

"This...this is impossible..."

Jiang Chuyin's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it when she looked at the shadow that was approaching.

In an instant, she only saw a sword energy criss-crossing, like a long scabbard, and the strong wind blew up the [Ten Locks Thunder Prison]. The next moment, the big hand was like a mountain collapsing, crushing it.

"I am no longer the same person I was six years ago..."

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Jiang Chuyin could not help but feel a surge of anger in her heart.

The trembling delicate body suddenly ignited a burst of scorching red flames, as if smoke swept across it, and instantly engulfed Feng Wannian's figure.

"Shadowless Flame Clothes!"

Chen Wangdu screamed in shock.

This is also a technology developed by Lingmen. After the skin has been modified, any sudden attack or assassination will cause the [Shadowless Flame Clothes] to activate independently, and everything within a radius of ten feet will be reduced to ashes.

This kind of flame is so terrifying that even spiritual breath can be evaporated and refined.

Fierce flames soared into the sky and exploded over the Xuantian Pavilion, instantly attracting the attention of experts from all sides.

The surrounding air evaporated under such a terrifying temperature, and red smoke swept across like a hunting flag, forcing everyone around him to retreat.

"Shadowless Flame Clothes...Only the strong [Living in Miao Realm] can withstand such a terrifying transformation."

"Live in Nirvana, and the five internal organs will return to their original state... The physical body is so strong that it can bear the cost of driving [Shadowless Flame Clothes]."

"Who is this man? How dare he challenge Senior Sister Jiang's majesty? He is simply asking for death."

Everyone exclaimed, all Lingmen disciples were afraid of the power of [Shadowless Flame Clothes], and in the blink of an eye, a ten-foot-long area turned into scorched earth.

Bang...bang...bang...

Suddenly, bursts of heavy sounds rang out, like drums on a battlefield or like the beating of a heart.

As the rhythm of the heavy sound became faster and faster, everyone's chests suddenly began to throb, as if all the blood in their bodies was about to burst out.

Rumble…

The next moment, the wild flames all over the sky suddenly dissipated.

Feng Wannian stood still, the sword energy around his body was like the rolling waves of a river, continuously devouring the scattered flame energy.

The tyrannical and terrifying atmosphere slowly rose in his heavenly spirit, and the clouds in the sky were shocked. Looking from a distance, it was like a huge abyss, reflecting the sky, as if it wanted to swallow up all directions, greedy, domineering and terrifying.

"Then...that's...the domineering sword type!?"

"Everything is buried in the abyss, and swords are born from domineering... Is that man back?"

"This...this is...the image of the abyss becoming a sword, the domineering and shocking aura...Feng...Feng Wannian is back!?"

In the Xuantian Pavilion, spiritual senses soared into the sky. Looking at the terrifying sword energy that was like an abyss, they were so surprised that it was unimaginable.

Bang bang bang...

In the deserted square, Feng Wannian was like a beast emerging from its cage, finally showing his terrifying side.

The physical body alone shattered the [Ten Locks Thunder Prison], and the sword energy swallowed up the [Shadowless Flame Clothes]...

At this moment, Feng Wannian seemed to have changed. His body was shaking, like swords roaring in all directions. The terrifying atmosphere made everyone around him pale and trembling, and their eyes looking at him were full of fear.

"It's impossible...six years...I've already..."

Jiang Chuyin roared in her heart. In the past six years, she has been completely transformed and is no longer what she used to be.

Today, she is no longer the little girl who was frightened out of her mind with just one look.

"You seem no different than you were six years ago."

Feng Wannian's indifferent words rang in Jiang Chuyin's ears. The next moment, the former's arm sank suddenly, pressing down on the latter's head and smashing it to the ground.

Rumble…

The earth trembled, smoke and dust rose into the sky, and a huge pit suddenly appeared. Dense cracks spread to the surrounding area, and the aftermath shocked everyone to retreat again.

"Why can you be so arrogant when you are so weak?"

"Mortals...it's really incomprehensible!"

Feng Wannian's voice sounded again.

Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank. In the smoke, Feng Wannian pulled Jiang Chuyin's hair and dragged him out like a dead dog. The scarlet blood drew a shocking trajectory.

This proud daughter of Ling Sect, there is no trace of dignity left at this moment.

In front of Feng Wannian, there seemed to be no sympathy at all. There was not even a trace of human emotion in this man's eyes.

"Domineering sword type!?"

In the distance, Chu Nianxin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of emotion and fear finally appeared on her beautiful face.

As the young master of the Tianshi Mansion, she had naturally heard of the reputation of the domineering sword breed.

Ten years ago, I learned about the sword monument in the capital, absorbed the mysteries of Taoism, and developed the Taoist sword species.

Among the three sword types, the domineering sword type is the most terrifying.

However, five years ago, this man who was known as the future star of Xuanmen disappeared from the capital and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Chu Nianxin never expected that Feng Wannian would be the domineering sword breed back then.

You know, she has already investigated everything about Li Mo. She knows everything about Feng Wannian, Hong Xiaofu, Yan Zixia... even Shen Yimen, everyone around Li Mo.

But even she couldn't have imagined that this unknown person next to Li Mo, who was squatting in the dark prison, was actually the domineering sword type who had been missing for five years.

"It's too...too cruel...is this...is this a domineering sword type?"

"Jiang...Senior Sister Jiang is completely helpless in front of him...what level has he reached?"

"I started too late, but I once heard my senior brother mention... this... this is too scary... is he really a disciple of Xuanmen?"

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed. They looked at Feng Wannian with fearful eyes, and they didn't even seem to be looking at the same kind of people.

Rao was Li Mo, and now he had a completely new understanding of Feng Wannian.

"He is actually a domineering swordsman!?" Chen Wangdu stared at Feng Wannian, feeling unbelievable.

Five years ago, when Feng Wannian had just disappeared, he was still at the lowest level on the front line, coming and going in the wind and rain. Occasionally, he heard the name of the Xuanmen sword species and it was just as a talking point.

That kind of existence, so high above the world, even if the young dragon is not yet mature, it will definitely have a bright future, which is definitely not comparable to a small character like them who has exhausted their potential.

However, starting from Longyuan Mansion, Chen Wangdu had never looked squarely at Feng Wannian.

In his eyes, only Li Mo, and even Hong Xiaofu and that so-and-so... by the way, the one called Shangxu Sword were considered as gifts.

How could Chen Wangdu have thought that Feng Wannian, who had the weakest sense of existence along the way, was actually a Xuanmen sword species that was famous back then.

While he was still worrying about his livelihood and future, this young man had already become famous and domineering.

"enough……"

A cold shout suddenly came.

The crowd dispersed, and a tall woman wearing palace makeup slowly walked over.

"I've met Senior Sister Ning!"

When everyone saw the person coming, they all bowed and saluted, more respectfully than they had just treated Jiang Chuyin.

Ning Huanzhen, the senior sister of Lingmen, has a cultivation level in the Miao realm and is quite prestigious among the disciples of the Xuantian Pavilion. When Feng Wannian first entered the academy, she had led her for a while.

The most important thing is that Ning still holds the position of a female official in the palace, and her status can be imagined.

"Sister Ning, long time no see."

When Feng Wannian saw the person coming, he grinned and stepped directly on Jiang Chuyin's head.

Ning really saw it and frowned slightly.

"Feng Wannian, you just came back and showed off your authority... to whom? To the Lingmen?" Ning really didn't show off his anger.

"Senior Sister Ning is joking. Someone is showing off when I just come back? To whom? To me?"

Feng Wannian grinned, and the smile in Ning Huanzhen's eyes became less and less human.

"In this case, of course I have to follow the rules... lest anyone forgets, if you mess with me, your whole family will die."

At this time, Feng Wannian had completely subverted Li Mo's previous understanding.

Domineering, flamboyant, crazy, ruthless... just like a cold sword, only killing is on the side, and there is nothing left in the world.

"Forget it, just take him in."

Ning Huazhen glanced at Li Mo intentionally or unintentionally and waved.

"Senior Sister Ning..."

At this moment, someone became anxious. In front of everyone, Jiang Chuyin was beaten until he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. How could he just get over it like this?

Buzz…

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sword energy came across the air, pierced through the right side of the face, and pierced through the left side of the face. The white teeth in his mouth shattered instantly, and scarlet blood spurted out.

The disciple covered his almost exploded cheek, knelt on the ground, and let out a painful wail.

"Feng Wannian..." Ning Huanzhen said angrily in a low voice.

"Senior Sister Ning, look... let me just say that people nowadays have forgotten the rules... you have already spoken, but he still dares to talk nonsense..."

Feng Wannian shook his head and looked at the terrified disciple.

"Brother, you are lucky. My brother will join Feng today and will not kill any living beings..."

As he spoke, an amiable smile appeared on Feng Wannian's face.

"Let's go quickly." Ning Huazhen suppressed the anger in his heart and urged.

"Senior Sister Ning, I'm afraid you may have misunderstood..."

At this moment, Feng Wannian possessed him and helped Jiang Chuyin, who was unconscious on the ground.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't I just say that? I just came back and I have to re-establish the rules..."

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chuyin's right arm was instantly strangled by the terrifying sword energy, and the broken flesh and blood scattered like a shower. The next moment, Jiang Chuyin's chest was pierced by the sword light, and his whole body flew out and was nailed to death. On top of the bronze portal of Lingmen.

Dripping blood flowed along the door, splashing and making a shocking sound.

"you you……"

In front of the cold square, Ning Huan was so angry that his whole body was trembling. As for the others, they were so scared that they even forgot to breathe.

"Whoever keeps my eyes open from now on will have his whole family killed."

Feng Wannian's cold gaze was like a knife, sweeping across everyone's face.