âBoth of you, fucking stop for Sao Saint here!â
Yang Zhenâs words almost scared the hell out of everyone. Everyone was looking at Yang Zhen with stunned expressions.
God damn it, was this how he greeted people?
A Tribulation Crossing Period Practitioner daring to talk like that to Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses. Yang Zhen was probably the first ever.
Everyoneâs faces turned pale. Was this even a greeting?
Leaving aside whether the two battling Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses would listen to Yang Zhen and stop fighting, just the fact that Yang Zhen dared to yell so aggressively at them. If they were provoked to anger, wouldnât a simple wave of their hand annihilate an entire squad?
No, not just a squad, itâs a major wipeout!
All the practitioners in and around the gate were scared silly by Yang Zhen, dumbfoundedly raising their heads to look at the two Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses still in battle.
Luckily, the two powerhouses seemed engrossed in the heat of battle and did not hear Yang Zhenâs words. It was good that they hadnât heard it, very good indeed.
That bastard Yang Zhen, he was really acting withoutâ¦
âDamn it, you two idiots, didnât you hear Sao Saintâs words?â
âSao Saint told you to stop, didnât you hear?â
âAre both of you stupid? Instead of cultivating properly, you show off here. Have you forgotten how you became these neither human nor ghost ugly freaks?â
Everyone: ââ¦â
Listenting to Yang Zhenâs continuous swearing, the vast majority of them couldnât bear it. They rushed toward Yang Zhen as soon as they could, intending to shut this bloody bastardâs mouth first.
With such a series of curses, even a deaf man could fucking hear.
Sure enough, just as everyone took two steps, all of them stopped in horror.
In mid-air, the wild wave of fluctuations ceased. The two Divine Transformation Stage powerhouses, one to the left and one to the right, simultaneously lowered their heads to look at Yang Zhen.
âItâs over!â Elder Qian froze for a moment, murmuring to himself, âYoung friend Yangâ¦this is too reckless!â
Hearing Elder Qianâs words, everyone present wanted to nod in agreement.
Yes, it was not just reckless, but downright foolish. If it wasnât foolishness, who would do such a stupid thing?
It was like trying to pull apart two fierce beasts while they were locking horns. If they didnât turn around and pierce you full of holes, it would be unfair to your stupidity!
Everyone was looking at Yang Zhen as if they were looking at an idiot.
The next moment, everyoneâs faces turned pale.
The black puppet roared and punched towards Yang Zhen. Their fists waved in mid-air. Everyone felt waves of violent air rushing at them, as if the sky was crashing and the earth was sinking. The terrifying form made everyone instinctively retreat, looking at Yang Zhen with horror.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
It was over. If Yang Zhen died, who would lead everyone out?
âBe careful, Yang Zhen!â
Countless people rushed towards Yang Zhen with anxious expressions, wanting to pull Yang Zhen back. But in this situation, who could reach Yang Zhenâs side, and who dared to reach his side?
Seeing the violent wave of a punch about to fall on Yang Zhenâs body, let alone Yang Zhen was just a Tribulation Crossing Phase Practitioner, even if he possesses Mahayana Phase cultivation, he would not be able to resist this attack from the terrifying powerhouse at the Divine Transformation Stage.
But all they could do was watch the scene unfold helplessly.
Just when everyone thought that Yang Zhen was going to be killed by a single punch, Yang Zhen suddenly looked up and said, âYe Lingyin!â
Yang Zhenâs words were very calm, as calm as if he was chatting about daily life.
But this ordinary name left everyone bewildered, not knowing what Yang Zhen was talking about. However, it was like a thunderbolt to the puppetâs ears. The eternally dull expression and the indifferent eyes flashed a light suddenly. He was shocked and burst out in a gush of heaven-reaching energy, rushing toward the black puppet at the Divine Transformation Stage.
Boomââ!
The concubine moved as quickly as a lightning bolt, striking last but arriving first, pressing a finger on the puppetâs back. The terrifying puppet, whose ferocity chilled to the bone, staggered and let out a deafening roar.
Roarââ!
After a thunderingly loud roar, a hint of bloodlust flashed across the puppetâs eyes, as it aimed a fist towards the concubine, Ye Lingyin.
Everyone was shocked by the scene, no one expected that Yang Zhen merely uttering a name would prompt the stunning concubine to attack the puppet.
âThis⦠Theyâre fighting again?â
âCould it be this concubineâs name is Ye Lingyin? How did Yang Zhen find out?â
âWhat in the world has happened, can anyone tell me?â
Everyone stared in disbelief at the two Practitioners of the Divine Transformation Stage battling once again.
Yang Zhen was also taken aback, hadnât expected that after he mentioned Ye Lingyinâs name, the puppet was still aggressive. Clearly, the puppet had forgotten Ye Lingyinâs name.
Could it be that this puppet wasnât the Circulation Phase powerhouse of the Undying Clan, or maybe its current state had completely erased the past from its memory?
He couldnât let them fight anymore.
Yang Zhen frownedâif the two kept fighting, the relics of the Sacred Land of the Undying Clan would certainly be destroyed. If either of them were hurt, that wasnât what Yang Zhen wanted.
Both were a pitiful pair, destroyed by a monstrous creature, one turned into a concubine, the other into a puppet. Their tragic fate was bad enough, and now they were hitting each other.
Why the rush?
Seeing everyone scattering once again in fear, Yang Zhen took a deep breath and rushed towards them.
âOh, shit!â
Everyone present was startled, stunned by Yang Zhenâs sudden act.
What in hell was Yang Zhen thinking? Two Practitioners of the Divine Transformation Stage were fighting again, and instead of retreating, he was rushing in?
Then, following the catâs inquiry, under Qian Lingshengâs pressing questions, the cat relayed what Yang Zhen had told it. Tears welled up in Qian Lingshengâs eyes as she whispered, âSo these two had such a tragic past, is Yang Zhen trying to stop them from killing each other?â
Sighing, the cat said, âTheyâre all just pitiful.â
Qian Lingsheng stared at Yang Zhen who was rushing up recklessly, as if he wasnât dealing with two Practitioners at the Divine Transformation Stage. How many people present could match his resolve?
âNever expected that beneath Yang Zhenâs rebellious demeanor was a heart full of kindness and heroism.â
Elder Qian sighed, clearly having heard the catâs words.
Unconsciously nodding, Qian Lingsheng uttered words just as everyone stared at Yang Zhen, hanging in the air, in astonishment. Many even began to express their admiration.
âHave we been wrong about Yang Zhen all along?â
âLooking back, Yang Zhen has always been low-key. Itâs just some narrow-minded people who didnât like Yang Zhenâs demeanor. But in reality, Yang Zhen is a man of great compassion and benevolence.â
âItâs a pity. Weâre unable to assist Yang Zhen, and despite his good heart, what can he do as a practitioner of the Tribulation Crossing Period? Heâs rushing forward, and his fate seems to be instant death.â
Upon hearing these words, no one was happier than Lu Tianwei. Barely opening his eyes to see Yang Zhen, who seemed on the edge of madness, charging up to fight the two Practitioners of the Divine Transformation Stage, his face broke into an ecstatic smile.
âThat bastard, heâs actually trying to prevent two Practitioners at the Divine Transformation Stage from fighting. Heâs clearly courting death.â
Lu Tianwei let out a hearty laugh, and his eyes flashed with excitement at the sight of Yang Zhen, who seemed hell-bent on his own destruction.
Just then, a shocking event unfolded.
Yang Zhen made his way to Ye Lingyinâs side, turned to her and said, âYou get out of the way, let the Sao Saint knock this jerk awake.â
What the hell?
Upon hearing Yang Zhenâs words, everyone present was taken aback.