Seeing his ferocious and obscene appearance, Mu Hanyan immediately thought of his dirty hands and got goosebumps all over her body.

"Let's talk it over nicely and don't touch me!" Mu Hanyan quickly hid behind Zhuang Ping'an.

"My dear disciple, in your mind, is your master really that unbearable?" Feng Qingyu put down his claws and said with grief, anger, self-pity and self-reproach.

Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes and suddenly felt that it was a huge mistake for her to recognize him as her master out of a momentary emotion last time.

"When did you come to the Continent of Gods? Why are you in the Divine Sword Gorge again?" Mu Hanyan asked to herself, ignoring Feng Qingyu's sad look.

"Since I was able to send you to the Divine Continent, I must have found a spatial rift." Feng Qingyu's self-pity vanished as soon as he mentioned this, and he said proudly, "Originally, I wanted to come to the Divine Continent to find you after I recovered from my injuries, but these guys were thrown into the void by Mie Qianhen again. I had no choice but to bring them to the Divine Continent."

"By the way, Mie Qianhen is the powerful and mighty warrior trapped in the void by your grandmother. That guy is really powerful. If it weren't for your brother Mu Hanfeng and your grandmother joining forces, and those saints fighting to the death to help, I'm afraid we really couldn't trap him." After saying that, Feng Qingyu added.

"How are my grandmother and brother now?" Mu Hanyan asked nervously.

"He should be fine for now. He can hold on for another ten or eight years without any problem. However, Mie Qianhen is a strong man in the Divine Martial Realm. It's just that he was seriously injured by the guardians of the gods, so he is under the control of others. It is likely that we will not be able to trap him for a long time." Feng Qingyu.

After hearing Feng Qingyu's words, Mu Hanyan finally felt a little relieved.

"Then why are you trapped in Divine Sword Gorge again?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"It's that old bastard, the Divine Lord!" Feng Qingyu was filled with rage again when he said this. He blew his beard and glared, "Although I found the spatial gap between the Divine Continent and the Holy Court Continent, I didn't know where it led to. As soon as I came out, I fell into the Divine Martial Realm. I didn't expect that this place was an ancient battlefield from nearly a million years ago, and it still retains the spirits of those ancient masters.

Originally, I wanted to take these guys to practice well for a while, and then take them to the Continent of Gods to explore and collect some good treasures to bring back to the Holy Court Continent. Who knew that the Lord God discovered my whereabouts. As soon as the old man saw me, he fought with me without saying a word. If I had not been here for some time by then, and had realized a lot of the most powerful mysteries of swordsmanship from those ancient strongmen, and had also figured out a set of sword formations for them, I would most likely have died at the hands of that old man.

We fought for a whole month, and in the end, he killed me, so he had to use this restriction to trap us. He was lucky, because if I hadn't learned the formation and sealing techniques of the Continent of Gods, he wouldn't have been able to trap me with this broken restriction.

As expected, just as Mu Hanyan had suspected, Feng Qingyu had indeed been imprisoned here by the Divine Lord. However, even she hadn't expected that, relying on those remnants of divine consciousness, Feng Qingyu had comprehended the profound mysteries of the sword path that could rival the Divine Lord's, and even devised a terrifyingly powerful sword formation for Zhuang Ping'an and the others. He was truly a prodigy that only appeared once in a million years on the Holy Court Continent!

Of course, this is also related to his cultivation. His strength has already reached the peak of swordsmanship, and he has been practicing hard in Beiyuan Wuyuan for many years. He is no stranger to the laws of heaven and earth in the Continent of Gods. In addition, those residual souls of gods are all super powerful people in ancient times. Only then can he have such an understanding. Otherwise, he would have died without leaving any trace if he met the Lord God.