The World-Ending Heavenly Lotus erupted, its power making it virtually invincible.
Within the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus, Yang Zhen would almost certainly perish if he touched a single ball of lightning, leaving only his soul lingering on.
Seeing Yang Zhen charging towards them with endless spheres of lightning, Elder Diao's expression changed drastically. He roared and said, "Form the Three Talents Sword Formation! As long as we can withstand one of the world-destroying lightning bolts, we can capture Yang Zhen's soul alive!"
Elder Jian and another elder roared in anger, and the two drew their swords at the same time, forming a huge Three Talents Sword Formation in mid-air.
Seeing that Yang Zhen had single-handedly forced three Great Saint to form the Three Talents Sword Formation, both the Holy Maiden Qingquan and the Yaoguang Holy Son turned deathly pale.
The Holy Maiden Qingquan murmured to herself, "How... how did he do that?"
Even the master of the Holy Maiden Qingquan was shocked and exclaimed, "I never expected this boy to be so stubborn. He'd rather give up this opportunity to temper his soul than cause trouble for the three Great Saint, and he even wants to kill one of them. What kind of environment could create such a stubborn person?"
Paranoia?
Upon hearing her master's words, the Holy Maiden Qingquan trembled.
For some reason, the image of Yang Zhen walking casually out of the crowd with just a sword and standing in front of Hua Youyue suddenly appeared in the mind of the Holy Maiden Qingquan.
Did Yang Zhen foresee this situation back then?
It must be. Otherwise, with his cultivation at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm Ninth Heavenly Layer, how could he possibly stand in front of Hua Youyue, facing three Great Saint alone with just his sword?
Mei Wuhua alone is probably not enough to make Yang Zhen so fearless.
In other words, Yang Zhen probably already prepared himself to break through to the Half-Step Great Saint level in front of three Great Saint and tens of thousands of cultivators when he came.
Only the power of Heavenly Punishment can restrain the three Great Saint.
However, when the Holy Maiden Qingquan looked at Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er, she became somewhat puzzled.
Yang Zhen risked his life, trying to use the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus to restrain the Great Saint, yet Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er still haven't left?
If they don't leave now, and Yang Zhen dies when facing the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus, they probably won't have the chance to leave even if they want to.
The Holy Maiden Qingquan could no longer see through Yang Zhen and his companions.
Just then, a deafening roar resounded, and endless shockwaves shook the surrounding space. The Holy Maiden Qingquan staggered and looked at Yang Zhen in horror.
Yang Zhen was suspended in mid-air, beneath the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus, his body covered in blood. Endless energy poured into his body, and under the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus, a Heavenly Punishment that even Great Saint dared not underestimate, Yang Zhen's Dragon-Elephant Prison-Shaking Body was already struggling to withstand it.
However, what made the Holy Maiden Qingquan tremble was that Yang Zhen still had that lazy smile on his face, as if this body was not his at all.
Rumble!
Terrifying lightning struck down from the sky; this indiscriminate attack from heaven and earth offered no chance of evasion.
A single bolt of lightning struck Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, and he fell from mid-air.
At the same time, the Three Talents Sword Formation also fell apart.
Elder Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, staring in horror at Yang Zhen as he fell. He laughed loudly and said, "Boy, you think you can kill me with just one ball of lightning from the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus? You're still too young. Your body is almost rotting by now, isn't it? Come on, I'm right here. Go ahead and try to kill me!"
Crack!
With a crisp sound, like bones cracking, the spot where Yang Zhen landed, amidst the charred remains, suddenly stirred.
Everyone was stunned by the crisp crack.
Could it be that Yang Zhen is still alive?
How could Yang Zhen survive under such circumstances? Has his body already achieved sainthood?
"Not good!"
Elder Jian's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly leaped into the air. "You two, protect me!"
As he spoke, Elder Jian closed his eyes amidst the endless thunder, his entire being instantly transforming into a world-destroying longsword.
Buzz--!
The longsword hummed, pointing towards the sky, and a terrifying aura capable of destroying the heavens and the earth rushed down from mid-air, causing chaos and collapse in the air wherever it passed.
"The power of the Saint Realm!"
Everyone around gasped in shock, their faces filled with horror as they stared at the long sword slashing down from the sky.
The Shameless Cat let out a screech and pointed at Elder Jian, cursing, "You shameless old man, you're really something, launching a sneak attack at a time like this! I wish your grave would be barren after you die!"
boom!
With a deafening roar, the spot where Yang Zhen stood was completely shattered by a single sword strike, leaving a bottomless ravine before everyone's eyes. Under the endless lightning strikes, the area was a scene of scorched earth and devastation.
Even with two Great Saint protecting him, Elder Jian's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing another bolt of lightning descend from the sky, he hurriedly dodged it and looked back, his face full of vigilance.
The World-Ending Heavenly Lotus has not disappeared!
If he hasn't disappeared, then that proves... Yang Zhen is still alive!
roar--!
A roar like a dragon's cry echoed throughout the entire Qianyuan Ridge.
A golden dragon suddenly flew out from the ravine that Elder Jian.
Upon seeing the golden dragon, Elder Jian's expression completely changed.
Saint Golden Dragon? How is this possible?
Just as Elder Jian was momentarily distracted, the golden dragon roared to the sky and spat a mouthful of saliva at Elder Jian.
Poor Elder Jian, despite all his calculations, never expected that a dignified golden dragon would spit, and he was immediately spit in the face.
"You bastard, you're asking for it!"
Elder Jian hastily wiped his face, then drew his sword and charged towards the golden dragon.
Inside the golden dragon, Yang Zhen's clothes were all torn to shreds. From a distance, he looked like a golden statue, spitting saliva with great gusto within the dragon.
"Damn, that felt good, that felt good! This is what Heavenly Tribulation should be like!"
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, merging with the dragon, roaring at the heavens, and shouted at the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus in mid-air, "Bring on a dozen or twenty more, and let's see if this so-called Great Saint can withstand it!"
You're the only one who can hold on; your whole family can hold on.
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Elder Jian was truly terrified.
If he takes another one, he will get hurt.
Even if Yang Zhen dies, he will still be injured.
Elder Jian did not want to get injured, because if the Great Saint were injured, the Principle of Heaven and Earth would notice, and if it were involved in karma and connected with the World-Ending Heavenly Lotus, even ten lives would not be enough to kill him.
Seeing Yang Zhen arrive on a dragon, Elder Jian roared, "Boy, you're courting death!"
"Pah, you old bastard, I, this Sage of Saunter, am just asking for death! Go ahead and bite me if you dare!"
boom!
A bolt of lightning struck Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, turning his body panel into a charred mess.
Elder Jian frowned, staring at Yang Zhen, and said, "You've messed up!"
"I know, but you didn't burn it!"
"You insolent fool, how could I possibly be foolish? If you continue to act recklessly, I... I'll fight you to the death!"
"Oh dear, I'm so scared! All three of you, come at me!"
Boom!
Another devastating bolt of lightning struck, and a large chunk of flesh fell from Yang Zhen's body.