Yang Zhen was actually starting to regret it.
When people get angry, there are only two outcomes. Some people smash everything they do when they're angry, and their performance drops by more than half. But others are different; they're as fierce as a bull in heat, and they can do everything exceptionally well.
Clearly, Yan Zixu belonged to this bull. Except for not being able to exhale through his nose, his aura was more solid, and dragon-shaped patterns coiled around him, making him as composed as an Emperor Venerable.
This is an extraordinary individual, and so is Shi Feifei in red. Her ability to cultivate Divine Power to such a terrifying degree clearly indicates she is not someone easily dealt with.
Yang Zhen was a little scared, so he decided to use more force when he struck.
Dong Tianming and the Purple Star Holy Maiden had already retreated to the side, but none of Yan Zixu's people retreated. They all stared at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, wishing they could rush up and beat him to death with a flurry of punches.
"You all step back!"
Yan Zixu's face revealed a playful expression. He took several deep breaths to calm his internal Qi and Blood and stared at Yang Zhen, saying, "If you think that angering me will benefit you, you are sorely mistaken."
The others seemed to want to stay, but were restrained by Yan Zixu's orders. Even Lu Yan grinned at Yang Zhen and stepped aside.
"I also wanted to watch the show from the sidelines, but I'm already angry."
Shi Feifei stared at Yang Zhen with a playful expression, seemingly showing no respect for Yan Zixu whatsoever.
Yan Zixu glanced at Shi Feifei and said, "Do as you please."
They really have to attack both of them at once!
The surrounding cultivators were all dumbfounded when they saw that Shi Feifei had actually stayed behind. Their eyes widened in disbelief.
Lin Miaoyi looked at Yang Zhen with some concern and asked, "Are you alright?"
Yang Zhen smiled and said, "This battle was inevitable anyway. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and won't beat them too badly."
Upon hearing this, everyone around burst into laughter.
"Are you kidding me? Where did this kid come from? Not only did he dare to speak rudely to Yan Zixu, but he also tried to beat them both up badly?"
"Didn't you hear him say that he wouldn't hit too hard? Beep... beep my god, I can't take it anymore, I'm about to die laughing."
"It is said that this person is Senior Zhou Tong's master!"
"Wh... what?"
Everyone was stunned by these unexpected words.
The cultivator, who was about to burst out laughing, turned pale; he was lucky he hadn't been scared to death.
Senior Zhou Tong's master?
Senior Zhou Tong is a powerful figure Final Step. He is the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Severance Sect. If this were to reach his ears, even ten lives wouldn't be enough to atone for his sins.
The group quietly dispersed, blending into the surrounding cultivators, and began a new round of watching the spectacle.
Yang Zhen was quite interested in Yan Zixu. His aura was rather strange. No matter how much an ordinary person cultivated, they wouldn't cultivate themselves to resemble an emperor. This dragon-shaped aura looked quite intimidating.
I wonder if this Sage of Saunter can do it; this is simply the ultimate tool for showing off.
Without hesitation, Yang Zhen suddenly closed his eyes under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Seeing that Yang Zhen had closed his eyes, Shi Feifei's eyes flashed with anger, and she almost rushed over to pry Yang Zhen's eyes open.
The Cultivation Method she practiced had an extremely powerful hallucinatory effect on the eyes of cultivators. Although one could still confront their inner self with their eyes closed, the effect was greatly reduced.
No one expected that Yang Zhen, a Saint Realm cultivator, would dare to close his eyes when facing two powerful enemies at the Great Saint Realm!
What's the difference between closing your eyes and courting death?
The group of people stared at each other in disbelief, wondering what Yang Zhen was up to!
A mocking look flashed across Yan Zixu's face. With a shake of his hands, a great dragon light shone around him, and a series of dragon roars echoed through the heavens, enveloping his entire body and giving everyone an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
The next moment, Yang Zhen's eyes snapped open, and he said with a sly grin, "Oh, so that's how it is..."
These words almost shattered the aura that Yan Zixu had painstakingly built up. He stared at Yang Zhen in utter bewilderment and asked angrily, "What?"
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Don't rush, I'll do an experiment!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Zixu flew into a rage.
"You damned brat, you want to do an experiment? I'll make you do an experiment, I'll make you do an experiment..."
Boom boom boom!
A series of dragon shadows rushed towards Yang Zhen, and the earth-shattering shockwaves distorted the surrounding space.
Shi Feifei stared at Yan Zixu, speechless, and muttered to herself, "He actually... is really angry!"
When did Yan Zixu ever get angry?
In any case, none of the people present had ever seen it.
Even though Yan Zixu has lost countless souls, no one has ever been known to anger him.
Even though Yang Zhen was so shameless just now, Yan Zixu Yang Zhen n't angered by him. But... Yang Zhen actually wants to conduct an experiment right in front of Yan Zixu. Who can tolerate that?
The dragon roared through the heavens, its terrifying energy waves transforming into streaks of golden dragon shadows that crashed down upon Yang Zhen.
As the dragon shadows were about to crash into Yang Zhen's face, enough to kill him or leave him disfigured, everyone around gasped in alarm.
Even Shi Feifei covered her mouth in surprise, her face full of absurdity.
Yang Zhen couldn't react?
So far, Yang Zhen has not reacted at all.
Lin Miaoyi and the others' expressions changed drastically, especially Dong Tianming and the Purple Star Holy Maiden, who exclaimed in unison, "Senior Brother Yan, please show mercy!"
As they spoke, the three of them rushed toward Yang Zhen together.
However, how could the three of them match the speed of Yan Zixu's furious attack?
Just at this critical moment, Yang Zhen suddenly moved, his hands also trembling, just like Yan Zixu had done just now.
"Roar--!"
A roar that shook the universe caused everyone around to stagger, their faces changing drastically as they stared at Yang Zhen in shock.
Yang Zhen was surrounded by black phantoms, like demons from the Nine Nether Purgatory, sending chills down one's spine.
What surprised everyone even more was that the aura surrounding Yang Zhen was the same as that of Yan Zixu, except that one was Holy Gang and the other was more like demonic energy.
" The Yang-Reflecting Instruction?" Yan Zixu staggered back several steps, staring blankly at Yang Zhen, and shook his head, saying, "No, this is impossible!"
"It's definitely not the Yang-Reflecting Instruction!" Yang Zhen grinned, looking at the rumbling and dissipating dragon shadows around him, and blinked, saying, "This kind of Divine Ability of Sage of Saunter is called the Despicable Demon Instruction '!"
Yang-Reflecting Instruction, Despicable Demon Instruction?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present swallowed hard.
This is a huge mess! That bastard Yang Zhen actually stole the Yang-Reflecting Instruction from Yan Zixu without anyone noticing, and even replaced it with his own Despicable Demon Instruction?
Dong Tianming and the Purple Star Holy Maiden quickly stopped, exchanged a glance, and then smiled wryly.
That bastard Yang Zhen is so dishonest! He said there was only a 10% chance of him altering someone else's Cultivation Method, but what about this time?
Just by glancing at Yan Zixu's aura, he was able to imitate it so convincingly. If it weren't for the significant difference in their auras, it would have been indistinguishable from the real thing.
Shi Feifei stared at Yang Zhen with bright eyes, then her expression changed drastically. Pointing at the dark shadows surrounding Yang Zhen, she muttered to herself, "What... what is that?"
" Qiongqi Heavenly Void?" Yan Zixu exclaimed in surprise, his face turning pale.