They got beaten up! They got beaten up!
Who could have imagined that the Yaoguang Holy Son would be beaten up?
The Yaoguang Holy Son, who could have killed Yang Zhen with a single sword strike, was actually utterly defeated by Yang Zhen?
Everyone was terrified. Bai Xinsi, her face pale, stared at Yang Zhen, who was covered in blood, and exclaimed in astonishment, "No wonder he's a cannibalistic maniac! Yang Zhen's outburst is so terrifying!"
The young female disciple's face was deathly pale, a stark contrast to Yang Zhen. Upon hearing Bai Xinsi's words, she shuddered and said with a chill, "He... he wouldn't have eaten the Yaoguang Holy Son, would he?"
Bai Xinsi was taken aback and hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean, 'ate the Yaoguang Holy Son '?"
Upon hearing this, the young female disciple and the group around her breathed a sigh of relief. So Yang Zhen wasn't really a cannibal after all.
Bai Xinsi's voice drifted over. "Even if Yang Zhen wanted to eat it, Senior Diao wouldn't agree."
For some reason, hearing Bai Xinsi's words sent a chill down everyone's spine, and they even broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that Yang Zhen might actually pounce on him and bite the Yaoguang Holy Son.
"Stop... stop!"
A look of absurdity flashed across Diao Wutian's face, and it took him a long time to react.
When that roar was unleashed and reverberated throughout the universe, there was no part of the Yaoguang Holy Son's body that remained intact.
The scheming person in Yang Zhen's mind completely tormented the Yaoguang Holy Son.
Although he was a little tired, he felt so damn comfortable. Yang Zhen to burst out laughing, but then he thought that it wasn't appropriate right now and the environment didn't allow it, so he forced himself to hold it back.
Seeing Diao Wutian rushing forward without any regard for his dignity, Yang Zhen was startled and hurriedly threw the Yaoguang Holy Land back to Diao Wutian.
That's why I said we had to keep a low profile this time. Now look what happened, we gave the Yaoguang Holy Son a good beating, it felt great, but what's next?
Judging from Lao Diao Mao's expression, he was clearly furious.
What happens if you anger a Great Saint?
Yang Zhen knew without even thinking that this time he would have to work even harder than before.
" Yaoguang, Yaoguang, are you alright?"
Diao Wutian's face flickered with surprise and uncertainty. While waving his hand to have a group of the Saint Realm experts surround Yang Zhen, he took out more than a dozen medicine bottles from his pocket and stuffed the pills inside into the mouth of the Yaoguang Holy Son.
Perhaps he was too worried about the safety of the Yaoguang Holy Son, Diao Wutian didn't even know what kind of pills they were. Yang Zhen, on the other hand, saw clearly that there was a Yang-Boosting Living Spirit Pill. What it was used for was obvious even to a fool.
Sure enough, after Yaoguang swayed and woke up, he immediately curled up into a ball, covering his head and mumbling something incoherently.
Upon recognizing Diao Wutian beside him, the Yaoguang Holy Son's face flushed red. Staring at Yang Zhen, he shouted hoarsely, "Kill him! Kill him for me! No, don't kill him! I want to kill him with my own hands!"
A series of heart-wrenching screams filled the air, causing everyone to feel a pang of sympathy. The victim had been brutally beaten; what deep-seated hatred could lead to such a conflict—a situation where killing was both desired and avoided?
The Yaoguang Holy Son was a Saint Realm expert, and one of the strongest among the Saint Realm experts. Even such a person couldn't do anything to Yang Zhen, and was even beaten black and blue by Yang Zhen. The other Saint Realm experts of Yaoguang Holy Land dared not make any rash moves. They could only surround him. As long as Yang Zhen couldn't escape, their mission was accomplished.
He's not some distant relative's nephew. It would be embarrassing for the Yaoguang Holy Son to be beaten up like this, but who would be willing to risk their life to fight Yang Zhen in something so potentially deadly?
A group of the Saint Realm experts looked at each other, none of them willing to make the first move.
Diao Wutian snorted coldly, released Yaoguang Holy Son, and walked step by step toward Yang Zhen.
At this moment, a hunched old man stopped Diao Wutian and said coldly, " Elder Diao, I can kill such an arrogant brat by myself. You should go and check on Yaoguang's injuries first, and try to prevent any lasting damage."
Upon hearing the hunchbacked old man's words, Diao Wutian's expression turned cold. He stared at Yang Zhen and said, " Elder Gui, you are kind enough. I want this brat's soul!"
Elder Gui revealed a sinister smile and nodded, saying, "The soul is no problem; I'll retrieve it for you right away!"
Yang Zhen is recovering; he has no choice but to recover. Who knows how many matches he'll have to fight? None of these old geezers are any good!
The constant back-and-forth battles made them act like they were deeply grieved and hated, as if Yang Zhen were an utterly wicked person, and that there was no need to talk about chivalry with someone like Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen wasn't intimidated. He glanced at Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er beside Mei Wuhua, took a deep breath, slung the Great Deficiency Sword over his shoulder, and waved to Elder Gui, saying, "Elder Gui, is it? I wonder what your signature technique is? Is it the Kamehameha?"
"What Kamehameha?" Elder Gui sneered, "Nonsense, boy, do you have anything to say before you die?"
Yang Zhen shook his head and said seriously, "No, come on, let's not waste time."
"What an arrogant brat! Do you know who you are facing?" Elder Gui clearly did not expect that Yang Zhen would still appear fearless when facing a true Great Saint.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, pointed at another old man next to Diao Wutian, and said, "Old man, don't just stand there watching. I might take down a Great Saint. You two should come at me together."
Another old man, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes after hearing Yang Zhen's words. Looking bewildered, he pointed to his own nose and asked, "Boy, are you talking to me?"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, I'm in a hurry, you guys should all come together."
The old man laughed heartily, and a monstrous aura suddenly erupted from his body as he walked step by step toward Yang Zhen.
For some reason, as the old man walked step by step, Yang Zhen suddenly had a strange feeling, as if the entire world was pressing down on him with the old man's steps.
This feeling was somewhat terrifying. Yang Zhen's very soul seemed to be trembling, as if he were facing a natural enemy. Yang Zhen hadn't felt that sense of powerlessness in a long time.
The old man laughed as he walked, looking at Yang Zhen with a playful expression, and said, "I've wanted to make a move for a long time, but I felt a little embarrassed. After all, I can't just rely on my age and bully others. If I were to make a move, it would be your decision, not mine. Even if you're trying to provoke me and make me refrain from attacking you because of my status, you've miscalculated."
Hearing the old man's words, Yang Zhen's heart sank.
Damn it! Although Yang Zhen didn't intend to provoke the old man, Yang Zhen could easily tell from the old man's words and tone that this old man was the real troublemaker.
This old man seems to be completely unrestrained by any rules or regulations, doing whatever he wants. Such an unconventional fellow is the most difficult to deal with.
Oh no, am Sage of Saunter going to die here today?
Yang Zhen looked up at the Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda, still radiating seven-colored light in mid-air, echoing the raging thunder in the sky. He let out a heavy sigh, sheathed the Great Deficiency Sword, smiled at the two Great Saint, took a deep breath, and murmured to himself:
" Desolate Heaven Sacrifice!"
Rumble!
A surge of violent energy from heaven and earth rushed in from the entire Qianyuan Ridge, and Yang Zhen even absorbed a significant amount of the aura of Heavenly Punishment in mid-air.
Facing two Great Saint, Yang Zhen was truly prepared to die this time.
That's nonsense. Even if Yang Zhen to live, it's probably impossible.
I just wonder if that Shameless Cat has the ability to bring the dead back to life, or perhaps, like Little Nezha, he could refine a Dao Body from lotus roots?
One man with two fists, fighting off two Great Saint!