Translator: 549690339
Hum! Hum!
Low-pitched and rhythmic hums resonated from Yang Zhen, akin to the rhythm of a beating heart. As the sound descended, waves of bizarre, terrifying energy surged out from him in all directions.
The visible fluctuations of power were like a translucent halo, glittering with a hint of golden light, centered around Yang Zhen, it radiated and expanded outward. For a moment, everyone could feel this near ferocious power.
Those who touched this power were stunned, their expressions turned into horror as they gazed at Yang Zhen.
âWhatâ¦what kind of power is this?â
âThereâs no essence of True Essence; itâs just a pure power fluctuation, yet it can exude such an imposing manner!â
âThis is the condensation of the air compression from power eruption. To what extent is the physical power of Yang Zhen terrifying?â
In the midst of peopleâs stunned expressions, a disrespectful cat gazed at the power fluctuations on Yang Zhenâs body with gleaming eyes. They were like golden ripples, formed from the characters of talent script, continuously flowing on him.
The disrespectful cat sometimes looked just as bewildered as everyone else, but at times, it murmured to itself with a wrinkled brow: âDragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, why does this name feel so familiar to me? Strange, what kind of body forging method has this brat cultivated?â
At that moment, Yang Zhen suddenly stood up. The energy wave fluctuations on his body vanished without a trace. After giving everyone a look, he leisurely dressed himself, looked up and saw no more Heavenly Might Waterfall falling down, instantly feeling somewhat disappointed. He said to the disrespectful cat:
âDamn, this Sao Saint wasnât done playing, but itâs not coming out anymore. Okay, Iâll go in and look for the little lass first. After you come in, be sure to catchup with this Sao Saintâs pace, donât let this Sao Saint look down on youâ¦â
As he spoke, Yang Zhen jumped and disappeared in the highest destiny before everyone and the disrespectful cat could react.
Furious at his words, the disrespectful cat pointed towards where Yang Zhen disappeared and cursed: âDamn, boy, get your ass backhere for this cat, looking down on peopleâ¦cats, huh? When this cat was challenging such things, you were still a tinyâ¦damn, he just up and left, not a shred of respect! Wait till this cat also swallows twenty Heavenly Might Waterfalls, see if I donât laugh at you!â
Hearing the disrespectful cat cursing and swearing, people looked bewildered.
What on earth was happening in this world? It was bad enough that there was a monster like Yang Zhen, but a cat was able to act so arrogantly too?
Looking at the disrespectful cat, still swearing away, everyone felt dumbfounded. It was as if there was an understanding that people were like their pets.
The disrespectful cat and Yang Zhen, both infallibly disrespectful.
Young Master Fen sneered and walked over to the disrespectful cat. He gave the cat a disdainful glance and was about to step into the highest destiny when he suddenly heard the disrespectful cat shout: âWhoâs there?â
The sudden words startled Young Master Fen, who turned towards the disrespectful cat, only to see the cat looking at him with alarm. Quick as a flash, he turned again.
Just then, a cry of surprise rang out. The naughty figure of the disrespectful cat shot past from beside Young Master Fen.
Not good!
The color on Young Master Fenâs face changed as he saw Huang Mao behind him looking dumbfounded at him. Realizing he had been duped, his face turned livid. He hurriedly twisted his head just to see the disrespectful cat darting into the highest destiny with a triumphant swagger.
âHaha, you canât get in, can you? Does it piss you off? Are you surprised? Are you shocked?â The disrespectful cat capered around, even making a face at Young Master Fen, which made everyoneâs eyes twitch.
Too disrespectful! This disrespectful cat is even more disrespectful than Yang Zhen!
Young Master Fen looked at the disrespectful cat with a stunned expression, then laughed coldly, saying: âJust what are you that you would dare to enter the highest destiny? Since when can a cat endure Heavenly Might?â
Hearing Young Master Fenâs mockery and ridicule, the disrespectful cat didnât get angry, but instead muttered to itself: âThis must be what that brat Yang Zhen meant by âsour grapesâ, huh? Damn it, that kid always has these sharp phrases, so precise, hey, little guy, are grapes sour or not?â
âGrapes?â Young Master Fen chuckled and retorted, âOf course theyâre sour. What, a cat wants to eat grapes now?â
The disrespectful cat gave a weird laugh, licked the Heavenly Mightâs power with its tongue, tasted it, and said frowning, âJust as the kid said, it bites the tongue!â
Boom!
A terrifying Heavenly Might Waterfall coalesced in midair, causing everyone to let out a gasp. Shocked, they cried out, âA black Heavenly Might Waterfall⦠This⦠how is this possible?â
Everyone glanced up and, sure enough, they saw the Heavenly Might Waterfall that had gathered in midair was identical to the one they had seen when Yang Zhen was performing his powers.
âImpossible, itâs just a cat, yet it can summon a black Heavenly Might Waterfall!â
âWhat is the backstory of this damn cat?â
All of them were taken aback by the black Heavenly Might Waterfall in mid-air. Amidst the bustle of voices, they all froze, their faces a picture of astonishment as they watched the damn cat, its head thrown back, its mouth wide open and its tongue extended, rush towards the Heavenly Might Waterfall in excitement. Was it⦠was it going to eat it?
Hongluan Spiritual Girl and Xiuâer exchanged glances, before saying in unison, âLike master, like pet!â
Boom!
A monstrous wave of energy surged downward, carrying with it smacking sounds of chewing!
Leaping headfirst into it, Yang Zhen felt as if he was plunging into water. After a short moment of mental fog, when he came to his senses, he found himself inside the Spirit Road.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was ready to defend himself. He looked around for Lin Tianli, but seeing no signs of him, he scratched his head in confusion.
âThis kid seems to have quite the endurance, not staying behind to fight me, the Sao Saint?â
Not finding Lin Tianli, Yang Zhen began to examine his surroundings.
Before him lay a golden path that stretched out with no fork in the road. Even the flowers and trees lining the path had a golden glow to them.
âCould this be⦠the Golden Spirit Road that the little loli Xiuâer mentioned?â
Astonished, Yang Zhen gazed at the golden path. Stepping onto it, golden dust rose up around him like dandelions taking flight, swirling around him.
Feeling a wisp of strength sink into his skin, Yang Zhenâs expression changed.
This golden inscription could actually transform into the purest form of energy and slip inside his body. In this place, even without any intentional cultivation, oneâs power would rapidly escalate.
Yang Zhen, open-mouthed with astonishment, cursed softly, âNo wonder there are so many young talents with cultivation way off the charts. Just a walk round here, and even without doing anything, I, the Sao Saint, will be able to pull through to the Divine Travel Stage.â
Little did Yang Zhen know that, while many people were aware of this Golden Spirit Road, the only one to have succeeded in following it was him!
Boom!
The power within Yang Zhen suddenly erupted, a surge of wild energy writhing madly in the air, repelling the approaching golden inscriptions.
Knowing that this place was suitable for cultivation, Yang Zhen was in no hurry to move further. However, he didnât let his realm rise uncontrollably. Instead, he suppressed it as before, solely focusing on refining his internal energy to purity.
Within half an hour, Yang Zhen completed the power conversion. Although he was still at the Void Cultivation Stage, the power within him now could most definitely rival that at the Divine Travel Stage, and was purer and greater than the power of most at the Divine Travel Stage. His Dantian was not an ordinary Dantian.
This time, his Nascent Soul got quite a meal and seemed to have fattened a bit.
Just as Yang Zhen got up, stretching his arms and legs, a series of growls and roars rang out from not far off. These sounds, fraught with brutish rage, were actually louder than the catâs voice!