Feng Zen"s Location, Somewhere In The City Of New Malar...
Feng trained so much with the demonic sword of Beelzebub, the sword shattered in pieces. When he thought all his incredibly hard training was for nothing, the red and black aura was sucked inside his body. His power level was a quadrillion, considered way more powerful than Jon Zen. That was why he adopted The Grandmaster Of The Zen Style Kungfu. He was a very dark cave meditating. Red and black aura was emitting off of Feng's body like smoke. Inside the cave slept a hungry hibernating bear that weighed over 4,000 pounds. As Feng walked up to the bear, it awoke in a fierce amount of rage. As the bear leaped towards Feng, Feng chuckled. He suddenly slapped the bear's head off with ease. After 12 minutes, the best was skinned alive and cooked as Feng's meal. Feng burped loudly as he digested the 4,000-pound bear thanks to his bottomless stomach. He picked the meat from his teeth with the bear's sharp bones. He a huge smile on his face. He continued to meditate exposing his quadrillion-level energy. Very lethal, very destructive. He clasped his hands together going into a deep state of concentration.
Feng exhaled all the bad energy out of his body. He stood on his feet and brushed the red dirt off his clothes, leaving the deceased bear's extremely dark cave. It was to return back to Jon Zen. He had important things to discuss with him. Very important discussions.
In front of Jon Zen's mansion...
In front of Jon Zen's mansion laid 3 guards that were expecting Feng. " Boss Feng." Leader Zen had requested to see you in his chambers instantly. Feng scoffed, pushing one of the guards to the side entering Jon Zen's chambers. The mansion"s floor was covered in blue powder for a reason. Feng walked up to the blue powder rubbing it in his fingers, even licking it. Feng found it wasn't powder but actually grounded up candy used to draw out something. Feng stood on his feet and walked into Jon Zen's chambers. When he was about to knock on the door, he realized that it was already open. The wooden door had many scratches and chunks of blood on it. He kicked the door of the hinges entering Jon's office. Jon Zen was nowhere to be found. All he saw was blood splatter on the antique stylish rug. He knew recently happened. The blood was still fresh. As he was inspecting the rug, a pair of red eyes stalked him.
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