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The so-called truth is, if you have a mortal enemy, youâve got to offend them to death! Even if you canât kill them, you best piss them off big time!
Such was the consistent style of Yang Zhen.
Damn it, if someoneâs trying to kill you, wouldnât you give them a hard time in return? Do you expect him to kneel down and beg for mercy?
If it were a different place, Yang Baiming would likely have used a hundred different ways to mess with Yang Zhen.
But the situation between them was simply irreconcilable. So Yang Zhen took his covertness to an extreme. Riding on the enormous centipede with its unmatched speed, he managed to injure the colossal creature to an almost unrecognizable state.
In a mere quarter of an hour, everyone present felt as if theyâd been through a farcified nightmare. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
No matter how Yang Baiming bellowed, the creature just amassed more and more injuries. People could even see through the crystal clear window the continuous belch of water, which was filling up the inside of the creature.
Considering what Yang Zhen had said earlier, about making Yang Baiming doggy paddle through the Sea Dragon Pool, everyone got chilly goosebumps down their spine.
A Divine Travel Stage powerhouse doggy paddling through the Sea Dragon
Pool?
Just the thought of it was terrifying!
Boom!
The destructive strength of the enormous centipede was so enormous that it punctured a massive hole in the creature, through which Sea Dragon Pool water violently rushed, instantly flooding the creatureâs insides.
With faces pale and turning dark blue, Yang Baiming pointed at Yang Zhen, gritting his teeth in indignation, âYang Zhen, even if I were to die and my soul to disintegrate, I would still not let you go!
With that, under all eyes present, Yang Baiming made a splash as he jumped into the Sea Dragon Pool, swimming quickly away.
âDamn it, the old geezerâs trying to escape! After him!â cried the chatty cat, relishing in the chaos.
Yang Zhen burst into laughter, steering the giant centipede in pursuit while ridiculing, âElder Yang, before you try to kill me, learn how to doggy paddle properly. Your form is disgraceful!â
âYang gur⦠gurâ¦â Incensed, Yang Baiming tried to curse at Yang Zhen, but only swallowed a mouthful of water. He stopped talking and started swimming more intensely.
âShut up and swim!â Yang Zhen called after him relentlessly.
Sitting inside the giant centipede, Wang Meiling gaped at the desperate swimming Yang Baiming. Realizing that the Sea Dragon Poolâs restrictions were weakening him, she felt awkward, âYang Zhen, kill him. Less trouble later on!â
Yang Zhen nodded, âDonât worry. Iâll show restraint in executing this. Iâm a merciful soul and wouldnât push it too far.â
The Chatty Cat gave Yang Zhen a hard look, and then took pleasure in watching Yang Baiming swim.
Wang Meiling couldnât decide whether to laugh or to cry as she glanced at Yang Zhen.
Restraint, he said. Can anyone do anything worse than what heâs doing right now?
in a world of cultivators, itâs survival of the fittest, and nobody would feel remorse over a dead man. Those who do wouldnât last long.
But watching the disgruntled Yang Baiming, she couldnât help feeling a twinge of regret. A mighty Divine Travel Stage powerhouse reduced to this by Yang Zhen.
In the end, Yang Zhen didnât kill Yang Baiming, the man drowned himself. He didnât make a splash, his body would just become a pile of bones at the bottom of the Sea Dragon Pool, chewed beyond recognition by the ferocious beasts.
Each person moved aside to let Yang Zhenâs giant centipede pass, climbing to either side. They proceeded steadily toward Emperor Island.
Inside the giant centipede, the Chatty Cat was still full of spirit as it kept a lookout for other prey. Suddenly, its eyes widened. âKiddo, are we about to run out of air? Holy crap! Hurry, letâs not play anymore. Move, or weâll die here too.â
Glancing at the Chatty Cat who was all jittery, Yang Zhen said, âI told you, my Dirty Detachment Gangâs submarine is beyond your comprehension. Give that valve over there, a twist, and see.â
âThe valve?â The scoundrel cat paused, looking behind the three of them and staring at the circular iron ring.
âHiss!â
A faint sound followed, and fresh air immediately filled the area. The scoundrel cat excitedly rushed to the valve, panting incessantly, an utterly content look on its face as it mumbled, âOh, there is such a procedure. Kid, letâs negotiate. Can you refine a big centipede for me too? I really love it.â Not just the Scoundrel Cat, even Wang Meiling, standing behind Yang Zhen, brightened up at this, though she restrained herself from commenting. Yang Zhen waved his hand nonchalantly, âWhatâs the point of wanting something like this that requires no special technique? If you like it, Iâll just give it to you.â
âReally?â The scoundrel catâs eyes shone with excitement.
Wang Meiling was taken aback, casting a somewhat envious glance at the Scoundrel Cat before shaking her head and laughing bitterly, as if finding it strange that she was actually envying a cat.
At that moment, the Sea Dragon Pool suddenly fluctuated again. Wild energy waves soared, and in the turbulent waves, countless large shuttle boats were tossed into the air. Only Elder Guâs broken sea shuttle remained stable.
The sudden scene startled everyone, their horrified faces exclaiming, âWhat just happened?â
âThis feels like someone touched a certain prohibition, could it be that those sky dragons have reached Emperor Island and triggered the prohibition?â âVery likely, our shuttle boats were moving too fast. Looking at the timing, if the sky dragons flew smoothly, they must have already landed.â Upon hearing the name âsky dragon,â Yang Zhen and the Scoundrel Cat froze. They exchanged glances, and simultaneously cursed, hastily steering the giant centipede towards the Emperor Island.
âI completely forgot about them in the sky!â Yang Zhen murmured to himself.
The giant centipede, watched with admiration and envy, swept ahead, rushing towards Emperor Island.
Inside the broken sea shuttle, Elder Gu looked at the fleeing giant centipede with a strange look on his face. He muttered to himself with a smile, âUnexpectedly, this young fellow actually refined such a powerful tool. It is practically invincible in the water.â
An old woman in the crowd scoffed and said, âIt just so happens to suit the characteristics of Sea Dragon Pool. If this centipede was in normal water, it probably couldnât withstand a single True Essence Cannon.â
The others nodded, mostly with frowns on their faces.
Elder Gu shook his head and said, âYang Zhen is not simple. Donât forget, he is the one who refined that pressure cooker.â
âHiss! Heâs still so young and with such a high talent, itâs terribly terrifying! âElder Gu, you mustnât give up on such a talented refiner.
âHumph, no matter how high his natural talent is, what achievement can such a temper have? Donât forget, he completely offended Mountian Hua this time.â The old woman said solemnly.
Elder Gu chuckled softly and stated, âLet it be, fate is already determined. Who knows what will happen tomorrow? I suggest all of you follow me and hurry to the island.â
Outside the Sea Dragon Pool, near the Emperor Stele, everyone was watching in shock towards Emperor Island.
A terrifying figure rushed past, its huge wings covering the sky, roaring towards the sky, charging towards a prohibition on the small island.
As a humming sound rang, all the energy in the world suddenly stopped, leaving a brief void.
Upon the sky dragon, a young man with a stern expression looked back. In mid-air, a dozen or so various flying beasts were wailing continuously, bleeding profusely, and falling towards Sea Dragon Pool.
After the young man riding the sky dragon disappeared into the light curtain, it seemed as if the entire world had been opened up, causing a huge surge of energy that gave everyone a dreadful feeling.
âThatâs Wan Tianchen, Wan Tianchen of Mountian Hua. I canât believe Wan Tianchen actually snatched a sky dragon!â
âWhat? The alleged figure with the highest talent among the three generations of Mountian Hua, Wan Tianchen?â