"What... what is that?"
Upon seeing the soul storm within the red light screen, everyone's faces showed astonishment.
It wasn't the divine soul power released by Shi Feifei. Shi Feifei's divine soul power was always known for its strangeness, and the divine soul storm in front of them was simply too violent.
Where is Yan Zixu?
Some people noticed that Yan Zixu had disappeared, their faces filled with confusion. They had just seen Yan Zixu's figure, but now the sky was filled with Yang Zhen. Where had Yan Zixu gone?
And then there's Shi Feifei; her exclamation just now was so dramatic and left much to the imagination. What happened to her?
The group of people looked at each other, bewildered by the raging storm of divine souls in mid-air.
This is unbelievable! Whose soul could unleash such terrifying power?
Could this be a martial art, or perhaps even an illusion?
No one could unleash such terrifying deep soul power. Let alone Yang Zhen, who was only at the Saint Realm, even Great Saint would be on the Final Step. This terrifying soul power was simply too immense!
Just then, a soft moan came from mid-air, making everyone's mind wander and their noses feel hot.
" Yang Zhen, you... you stop!"
Shi Feifei's voice came through, her tone filled with panic.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of everyone present widened in disbelief, becoming even bigger than a bull's eyes.
What exactly did that bastard Yang Zhen do?
What does "stop" mean?
Stop what?
Could it be that Yang Zhen couldn't withstand Shi Feifei's Divine Power and thus revealed his true male nature?
But even if it were exposed, it wouldn't be enough to justify taking action against Shi Feifei!
Everyone's faces were full of confusion, wishing they could have divine eyes to see through this storm of divine souls.
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, his laughter resembling that of a ruthless scoundrel.
What followed was a shocking scene that made everyone's eyes pop out.
Shi Feifei emerged from the mental storm, her clothes tattered and torn as if they had been ripped apart, barely concealing her body that made all men breathless.
"Beep... beep, damn it, Yang Zhen, that bastard, really has the guts to do that."
The eyes of the group of people nearly popped out of their sockets; among the tens of thousands of cultivators scattered across the mountains, not a single one blinked.
However, the next moment, a red mist erupted from Shi Feifei's body. When Shi Feifei reappeared, Shi Feifei was wearing a sky-blue robe, her jade-like face filled with murderous intent. Staring at the raging soul storm in mid-air, she screamed, " Yang Zhen, I'm going to kill you!"
Oh my goodness, listen to this! They're about to kill Yang Zhen.
Everyone wore strange expressions, staring intently into the soul storm, but they couldn't see anything.
What Heavenly Wrath thing that bastard Yang Zhen did? Could it be...?
A group of men with wildly different thought processes came up with all sorts of ideas, from the most conceivable to the most unthinkable.
"You couldn't withstand the soul-shattering impact yourself, so you blame me?"
As the storm of spiritual energy gradually subsided, Yang Zhen's lazy voice drifted back.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then all their eyes fell on Shi Feifei.
Shi Feifei's almond-shaped eyes blazed with fury as she stared at the dissipating soul storm in mid-air and shouted, "You wait! One day, I'll make you kneel at my feet and beg me to let you go!"
Yang Zhen blinked and said to the furious Shi Feifei, "Come on, I'm so scared. I don't know when this day will come."
"You..."
Shi Feifei gritted her teeth, staring at Yang Zhen. Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought, she burst into laughter. Her eyes sparkled, and she gazed at Yang Zhen with captivating charm, softly saying, "Shouldn't you... take responsibility for me?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback.
Everyone around was stunned.
"It's over, Yang Zhen still can't handle this vixen."
"No man could resist Shi Feifei; she's just too alluring."
"But where did Yan Zixu go?"
"Who cares where Yan Zixu went now? I just want to know what that bastard Yang Zhen did to Shi Feifei."
Seeing Yang Zhen's bewildered expression, Shi Feifei giggled, her eyes sparkling, and she even winked at Yang Zhen.
Even the disciples and successors of the Three Palaces admire the strong.
Yang Zhen's cultivation level at such a young age, coupled with his powerful spiritual energy, was an extremely strong shock to Shi Feifei.
Judging from Shi Feifei's expression, she was becoming increasingly interested in Yang Zhen.
Seeing Yang Zhen's bewildered expression, Shi Feifei became even more smug, raising her chin and giving Yang Zhen a provocative look.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, counting on his fingers, and said, "This is a bit difficult. Let me think... which woman are you that I've put in charge of? The tenth, or the twentieth? Oh dear, there are too many beauties; I really can't remember right now. Don't worry, once I figure it out, I'll take responsibility for you."
Upon hearing this, the jaws of everyone around nearly dropped to the floor.
This... Yang Zhen is truly shameless.
In this world, who doesn't care about their reputation?
Shi Feifei was already unbearable, but Yang Zhen, that bastard, actually treats reputation like dirt. I can't afford to mess with him.
Sure enough, upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Shi Feifei's face showed a look of utter astonishment; she was completely dumbfounded.
What else can you do?
Yang Zhen is such a bastard, he's shameless. What can you do about him?
Just as everyone was stunned, a hysterical roar came, like a monkey that had been trapped under a mountain for ten thousand years, its pain mixed with fear, soaring straight into the sky.
Yan Zixu!
Everyone was startled by the roar.
Even Shi Feifei seemed to only then remember that Yan Zixu was also in the soul storm.
The storm of spiritual energy had gradually dissipated, and the entire mountaintop had been leveled. Yan Zixu... was lying on the ground, or rather, he was crawling out of the ground.
Despite his dignified cultivation at the Great Saint Realm, it seemed as if he was using up all his strength just to burrow into the soil.
Shi Feifei was already lucky to be dressed in rags; Yan Zixu was completely exhausted, with not a single piece of cloth left on him, let alone clothes.
If they weren't covered in mud, many of the women present would have gasped and turned away.
" Yang Zhen..."
Yan Zixu stared intently at Yang Zhen with his only exposed eyes, uttering two words slowly and deliberately through clenched teeth, before bursting into a violent cough.
This cough expelled a lot of dirt.
Yang Zhen was startled and exclaimed, "Oh dear!" He said, "I'm so sorry, I was so engrossed in practicing that I forgot about you. Look at my memory! Should I get you some water to wash up?"
"You... you stay away."
Yan Zixu hurriedly retreated, his face filled with horror.
Are you too engrossed in your practice?
Damn it, while we were fighting tooth and nail, you were practicing martial arts?!
Such terrifying spiritual power, and it's just from your cultivation?
Yan Zixu felt like all his years of cultivation had gone to waste, staring at Yang Zhen with a dumbfounded expression, not even noticing that the mud on his body was almost completely gone.
Don't come any closer?
Yang Zhen was taken aback. "Don't come any closer? That's fine!"
"Ahem, about this Three Palaces team leader matter..."
"Here you go, all of it!" Yan Zixu retreated repeatedly, afraid that Yang Zhen would continue 'practicing'.
For some reason, Shi Feifei suddenly chuckled and muttered to herself, "Having a team leader like this doesn't seem so bad."