There's no doubt that men who work hard are the most handsome.
Seeing Yang Zhen face the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace alone with his sword for Hua Youyue shocked everyone.
Especially among the many women present, those without dao companion had their eyes shining, dao companion cast resentful glances at them, making some of the male cultivators instantly feel ashamed.
"What do you know? Yang Zhen's behavior is that of a reckless fool. He knows that going up there will surely lead to his death, yet he still goes up to commit suicide. Isn't that just asking for trouble?"
"Yes... yes, Yang Zhen is doomed this time. Even the Holy Maiden Hua might not be able to save him."
"That's all you can say. At this moment, Yang Zhen is finally a real man!"
Unbeknownst to them, Yang Zhen had become the man in the eyes of many women present.
"Wow... it's inexplicable!"
A group of men were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred; they wished they could rush up, grab Yang Zhen, and beat him up.
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly turned around, grinned at the crowd on the ruins of Enlightenment Pavilion Mountain, and said, "Am I handsome?"
Wow!
The vast majority of women present cheered.
snort!
Countless men snorted coldly, wishing a bolt of lightning would immediately fall from the Violet Firmament Heavenly Palace to strike Yang Zhen, that bastard.
Handsome my foot! He won't look this handsome when the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace erupts in a bit.
Perhaps the heavens heard the countless men's devout prayers, for the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace suddenly shone brightly, and countless purple lightning bolts rushed toward Yang Zhen.
Within the vortex of the Violet Firmament Heavenly Palace and lightning, countless bolts of purple lightning crashed down upon Yang Zhen.
One second Yang Zhen was showing off, the next he was blasted to a crisp, his nose and tears almost flowing.
With deafening roars, thunderbolts erupted around Yang Zhen, and bolts of lightning struck him. Even though Yang Zhen's Yang Zhen Dragon-Elephant Prison-Shaking Body had reached its peak, he was still struck and fell step by step.
Seeing this, Yuan Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "The situation is settled. Yang Zhen is doomed. Even if you and I went up to the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace, we would probably be seriously injured. The punishment of heaven and earth is the purest power, and it cannot be resisted by any trickery."
Elder Wang's face was also solemn. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "As expected of the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace, its power is truly immense."
"No matter how many tricks Yang Zhen has up his sleeve, it's all just a farce. The Samsara Bell Samsara Bell will eventually fall into our hands. I just wonder if it will be even more difficult to refine after the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace incident."
Elder Wang chuckled and said, "Throughout history, when has such a supreme treasure as the Samsara Bell ever been easily refined?"
Yuan Tianyu chuckled and nodded, saying, "Indeed, the appearance of the Samsara Bell will inevitably bring devastation to vast areas. Yang Zhen is merely the first to suffer."
At this point, Yuan Tianyu turned his gaze to Yang Zhen again.
This was only the first bolt of lightning, yet it blasted Yang Zhen down from mid-air. If the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace were to fully unleash its power, what terrifying force would it unleash?
Just as Yang Zhen was falling from mid-air, his body billowing with green smoke, before the crowd could even gasp in surprise, Dao Body rushed forward and blocked Hua Youyue's head.
The gasps of surprise turned into gasps of breath. Seeing that Yang Zhen was already seriously injured by the first bolt of Purple Lightning, yet his speed was not affected at all, and he rushed to Hua Youyue's side at lightning speed, everyone felt like laughing.
"So true, they really haven't given up. Even if they charge up again, what can they do? A single Violet Firmament Heavenly Lightning will strike them down."
"I wonder how many times Yang Zhen can hold on. If he can't take it in the end, wouldn't he become a laughing stock?"
"How many times? If he can hold on the second time, I will respect him as a true man."
Many people were discussing it, and their gazes toward Yang Zhen ranged from mockery and pity to disdain. However, many couldn't help but laugh at Yang Zhen's disheveled appearance.
However, most of the women present were unable to laugh; they stared intently at Yang Zhen's wounds, lost in thought.
Yang Zhen was indeed injured. The Violet Firmament Heavenly Punishment was the most powerful Heavenly Punishment Yang Zhen had ever encountered. This level of power of heaven and earth was indeed beyond his ability to resist.
Even if Yang Zhen could withstand the onslaught of Heavenly Punishment, his body wouldn't be able to endure it.
When the first bolt of the Violet Firmament Heavenly Punishment struck him, Yang Zhen could feel that his body's recovery ability seemed to be restricted by some mysterious force, making it difficult for him to quickly recover to his best condition.
Even the Dragon-Elephant Prison-Shaking Body could no longer withstand the terrifying impact of the Violet Firmament Heavenly Lightning, and even its divine soul was affected to some extent.
The might of heaven and earth is not something that weak humans can afford to underestimate.
Yang Zhen felt the turbulent energy within his body, took a deep breath, and fixed his gaze on the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace. He glanced back at Hua Youyue, about to speak, when a deafening roar shook the heavens and earth, making Yang Zhen's scalp tingle and his ears ring. All sounds from the outside world vanished.
When he fell from mid-air again, everything before his eyes was a sea of red. The jeers and whispers of countless people, and the cries of Han Yan'er as the Shameless Cat held her back, all flashed by like a silent movie before Yang Zhen's eyes.
boom--!
Yang Zhen's body crashed into the mountainside. He felt nothing, only an overwhelming, excruciating pain eroding every part of his body.
Feeling weak, Yang Zhen struggled to his feet. Without thinking, he leaped forward and charged once again toward the increasingly violent Violet Firmament Immortal Palace in mid-air.
The story of causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace was just a joke; the Heavenly Palace is not so easily disturbed.
Yang Zhen glanced at the still-quiet Hua Youyue, a self-deprecating smile appearing on his lips. Yuan Tianyu's mocking expression turned into surprise, and Elder Wang's face was filled with disbelief. Even the whispers around them disappeared.
At that moment, Yang Zhen suddenly entered a mysterious state of mind.
The world is silent, yet everywhere you look, there is the sound of nature.
The sky hummed, but Yang Zhen ignored it.
Looking down, he saw that every inch of his body was bleeding, the dark golden blood dripping down his body and drifting away in the gale.
Looking up, the Violet Firmament Heavenly Punishment that had condensed again in mid-air seemed even more violent than before. This time, even Yang Zhen didn't know if he could withstand it.
What exactly did Hua Youyue go through to lead to the reincarnation of the Three Flowers?
What exactly is this Violet Firmament Immortal Palace?
Rumble--!
A violent bolt of lightning struck Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, tearing his flesh apart. Waves of excruciating pain overwhelmed Yang Zhen, and blood blurred his vision, making it impossible for him to see anything clearly.
Yang Zhen didn't know how deep he had crashed into the ground, or even how he had managed to get up there, or whether he had ended up in front of Hua Youyue.
When I desperately opened my eyes and looked down, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I wasn't too far from Hua Youyue; if I moved a little, I could shield myself from her.
Yang Zhen grinned, looked up at the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace, and wanted to burst into laughter, but when he opened his mouth, blood gushed out.
This was the first time Yang Zhen had been injured so severely that he couldn't even cough.
The countless voices of discussion fell silent, and the eyes of countless men gradually became blank as they stared in disbelief at Yang Zhen in mid-air.
In this certain-death situation, Yang Zhen had a chance to escape every time he fell, but Yang Zhen didn't!
Han Yan'er sat on the ground, crying loudly, with terrifying starlight swirling around her, echoing the scattered stars in the sky.
Countless women, their eyes filled with tears, stared intently at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, who repeatedly soared into the air. At this moment, where was the trace of his former carefree demeanor?
Both the Azure Luan Saintess and the Black Lotus Saintess were horrified, and tears streamed down their faces.
"How much longer is this bastard going to hold out?"
The Azure Luan Saintess murmured to herself, and the Black Lotus Saintess beside her trembled, saying, "Perhaps, when he can no longer rise, perhaps, when he dies directly beneath the Violet Firmament Immortal Palace, I... am somewhat envious of the Holy Maiden Hua."
"And what about me?" The Azure Luan Saintess's gaze became complicated.
A woman could inspire a man to risk his life like that; even if he died, what is there to regret?