Half a month had passed since Feng Hao chatted with the Sovereign of Good and Evil. During this time, Feng Hao had directly entered seclusion, pondering on how to survive Heaven's Wrath.
After half a month, even Xian 'er and Huangfu Wushuang did not have much chance to see Feng Hao, let alone the others. However, everyone seemed to have vaguely sensed that something was amiss, and did not disturb Feng Hao's seclusion.
Feng Hao was in seclusion at the back of the mountain, but today, Xiao Yu and Feng Shao Yun quietly stood at the foot of the mountain, lost in thought as they looked at the back of the mountain.
"Master, do you have something to say to me by bringing me here?" Feng Shaoyun respectfully stood behind Xiao Yu. Over the past half a month since his return to Divine City, he had gradually assimilated into the city. However, the misunderstanding between Feng Hao and Huangfu Wushuang had yet to be dispelled. Hence, he followed behind Xiao Yu all day long.
"Xiao Yun, do you know? Your father may not be a good father, but he is definitely a righteous person who can bravely shoulder responsibility. You should not hate him." Xiao Yu unhurriedly said.
Feng Shao Yun's body trembled. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I know."
"You know, but you still don't understand." Xiao Yu laughed self-mockingly. Pointing at the back of the mountain, she said, "Your father is currently attempting to break through to the next realm, not for himself, but for you, and more importantly, for us. If he fails, I'm afraid he will directly perish."
Feng Shao Yun was silent, but his expression was extremely complicated. He did not know what to say.
"The reason why I'm telling you is because I don't want you to continue hating him. You really can't blame him for what happened back then." Xiao Yu sighed. "Forget it, there's no point in talking about this. Let's go, I'll explain the Dao Scripture to you."
"Master, I want to stay here for a while." Unexpectedly, Feng Shao Yun actually rejected, and instead requested to stay for a while.
Xiao Yu was also slightly startled for a moment. However, he did not object as he nodded his head and left, leaving Feng Shao Yun alone here. There were some things that should not be said too obviously, and it was fine to let Feng Shao Yun think about it himself.
Following Xiao Yu's departure, Feng Shao Yun was the only one left standing at the back of the mountain. He quietly stared at the back of the mountain. Feng Shao Yun could feel the presence of a powerful dragon in the back of the mountain. That was his father, Feng Hao.
Various scenes flashed through Feng Xiao Yun's mind, and his emotions became more and more complicated. He knew that he should not hate Feng Hao, but how could the past be so easily erased?
"If you don't die and admit that you're my father, so what?"
Feng Shao Yun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly muttered to himself. He took one last deep look at the back of the mountain before turning around and leaving. Feng Hao naturally did not know that his son's opinion of him had gradually changed.
If Feng Hao knew about this, he really did not know whether to laugh or cry.
At this moment, Feng Hao was sitting on the peak of the back of the mountain, motionless like a stone statue. In the past half a month, he had been thinking about the same question every day, and that was how to face the divine retribution this time.
The divine retribution this time was even more terrifying than the one he had encountered last time. There was no doubt about this, and it was precisely because of this that he did not have the confidence to face the divine retribution this time.
Feng Hao's statue-like body slightly moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. His brows were still filled with worry.
"Sigh, just how can I face the power of divine retribution?" Feng Hao said in a somewhat vexed tone. It had already been half a month, but he did not have the slightest confidence. What he lacked now was how to face the divine retribution!
Feng Hao's face was filled with distress. Half a month had passed since he went into closed-door cultivation. He slowly stood up, and the dust on his robe fell off. Upon seeing this, Feng Hao could not help but smile bitterly.
He stood on the peak of the mountain and looked at the scenery in the distance, but he suddenly saw a goshawk flying by. At first, Feng Hao did not notice the goshawk, but the goshawk kept wandering around the back of the mountain, which piqued Feng Hao's interest.
'What's the goshawk doing?'
Feng Hao took a closer look and knew that the goshawk was letting its chick fly. The poor little goshawk would always be carried by its parents to a certain height before letting go, allowing the little goshawk to flap its wings.
In the beginning, the little goshawk could not fly at all. It could only flap its wings in mid-air, but it was useless. Most of the time, it would fall from the sky.
Nevertheless, Feng Hao found it strange because the goshawk did not show any mercy to its chick at all. No matter what, it would repeat the same action every time, causing the little goshawk to fall from the sky.
The process kept repeating, and after falling many times, the little goshawk finally learned to maintain its balance in the air. Nevertheless, it could not hold on for long, and it would fall from the sky like before.
Upon seeing that, Fenghao curled his lips into a smile and mumbled, "This goshawk's really ruthless."
However, Feng Hao's body trembled as soon as he finished speaking, and he seemed to have thought of something. He stared at the little goshawk and did not give up even after falling many times.
"I get it now — it's because I'm afraid."
Feng Hao's expression slowly returned to normal after a brief moment, and he mumbled to himself. He finally figured out the root of the problem — the root of everything was his fear.
On the other hand, the Dao of Battle Will that he had been cultivating didn't require him to fear anything, not even the heavens, let alone the Heavenly Wrath. However, Fenghao had made a mistake. He had already grown fearful of the Heavenly Wrath, which was why such a phenomenon occurred.
Since he cultivated the path of battle intent, there was no need for him to be afraid of anything.
The Dao of Battle Will originally required one to be courageous and fearless. Only this was the true Dao of Battle Will. Fenghao's heart was filled with fear, so he naturally couldn't comprehend this point.
However, after experiencing the simple scene of nature, he understood the principle, thus he let go. 'I'll cultivate my longsword with my battle intent, so there's nothing to be afraid of in this world.'
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