Putting aside Empress Fengyu's feeling that something was about to happen, Yang Zhen himself had been feeling somewhat uneasy for the past two days.
Unlike Empress Fengyu, Yang Zhen did not possess Subtlety sensitivity to the universe. However, he did inherit a significant amount of Empress Fengyu's power, which, while making him somewhat paranoid, also deepened his understanding of power.
After all, it was the aura emanating from Empress Fengyu; such a profound understanding of heaven and earth was something that ordinary people could not comprehend.
In Yang Zhen's eyes, the Great Wilderness now seemed like a heavenly Heavenly Book, with places everywhere he could learn, study, and explore.
In just two days, Yang Zhen had already transformed all the power left to him by Empress Fengyu into his own, and his understanding of heaven and earth had become even more profound.
Especially in terms of spatial barriers, although Yang Zhen cannot control them as freely as Empress Fengyu, or even smooth out the void turbulence, ordinary Great Saint would not even have a chance to escape in front of Yang Zhen.
In mid-air, Yang Zhen made a thought and casually grabbed, and a spatial barrier suddenly formed in the space not far in front of him, sealing a bird flying in mid-air within it.
Unaware of the impact, the bird crashed into the spatial barrier with a thud, falling to the ground. It stared blankly and in utter shock at the transparent spatial barrier around it, its face filled with a disbelief at its very existence.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, casually dispelling the spatial barrier, his heart overflowing with joy.
If things continue like this, Yang Zhen might be able to truly grasp the mysteries of the Void Power, a power that no one has ever controlled before, and perhaps it will be realized in Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen already possessed Void Power within his body, but this power had not yet been integrated into the seed.
Although only a tiny wisp remains, this tiny wisp is more solid than any other force, even stubbornly so.
How could such power disappear?
It will likely remain so until Yang Zhen has complete control over it.
Han Yan'er, who was standing to the side, was taken aback and asked in surprise, "How did you do that?"
"What?" Yang Zhen looked at Han Yan'er with a strange expression.
"Spatial barrier? How did you master the spatial barrier?" Han Yan'er frowned, which puzzled Yang Zhen.
You're not normal!
Yang Zhen stared at Han Yan'er, looking her up and down again, and even took Han Yan'er hand and examined Han Yan'er inside and out.
There's nothing strange about it, but the strangest thing is that there's nothing strange about it.
With a gloating expression, Han Yan'er said, "Don't you think you can do anything? Now guess what's wrong with me?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback; this way of speaking was almost completely different from the Han Yan'er he knew.
"Could it be that you were impacted by refining the Land of Five Desolations, or perhaps you've gained some kind of enlightenment?" Yang Zhen asked with a strange expression.
Han Yan'er chuckled, rolled her eyes at Yang Zhen, and said, "So there are things you don't know."
Yang Zhen glared at him and said, "Tell me now!"
"No way!" Han Yan'er glared at Yang Zhen, ignored him, and walked forward on her own.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Han Yan'er, picked her up in his arms, Han Yan'er said, "Now it's just the two of us. If you don't tell, believe me, I'll eat you up in mid-air!"
"You... you're shameless!"
Han Yan'er stared in disbelief, seemingly at a loss, and blurted out, "What if... what if someone sees us?"
Yang Zhen grinned, winked at Han Yan'er, and said, "If I promise no one will see, can I eat you?"
Hearing Yang Zhen's almost made-up decision, Han Yan'er suddenly stopped struggling, squinted at Yang Zhen with a smile, opened her mouth but made no sound.
Yang Zhen brought his ear close to Han Yan'er's mouth and asked, "What did you say?"
Han Yan'er giggled and said, "I said... bring the sword!"
Aww!
With a shout, Yang Zhen threw Han Yan'er away and then sprinted forward.
Behind them, Han Yan'er, carrying the Sun Shadow Sword, pursued relentlessly.
" Yang Zhen, you stop right there!"
"Pah! Do you think I'm stupid? Who knows what happened to you? What if you actually cut this 'Sage of Saunter' down with one sword? Where Sage of Saunter I go to cry then?"
Han Yan'er laughed heartily and said, "If I cut you down, what would you need to cry for, your soul?"
Yang Zhen pursed his lips and continued running forward. Han Yan'er, who was behind him, suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Looking at Yang Zhen, who had appeared out of nowhere, she stumbled and bumped into Yang Zhen's arms. Before she could speak, Yang Zhen covered her mouth with his.
"Hmm..."
The once serene White Cloud Mountain is now bustling with activity.
The things Yang Zhen left behind were almost enough to cultivate Shangyuan Sect into a top-tier super sect in the vicinity.
However, at this moment, dark clouds shrouded half of White Cloud Mountain, causing people's hearts to tremble.
Inside the Shangyuan Sect, Liu Ruoning, dressed in white with her long hair flowing, was no longer the helpless little girl who had jumped off a cliff to escape marrying Duan Langcai of the Sword Attendant Sect.
At this moment, Liu Ruoning exuded the demeanor of a grandmaster. Gazing at the swirling, turbulent sea of blood in mid-air, she said in a deep voice, "Senior, it has been five days already. Why not show yourself and have a chat?"
Behind Liu Ruoning, the Supreme Elder Lu Chenghui and Elder Gou Shengtian, among others, held their breath, their faces filled with doubt.
There must be someone in mid-air, and a very powerful one at that.
Some people have witnessed it firsthand; the senior's entire body seemed to be flowing with blood, and his terrifying aura pressed down on everyone, making it impossible for them to lift their heads.
That terrifying aura was even stronger than the oppressive feeling emanating from Yang Zhen.
"When did the Shangyuan Sect offend such a powerful senior?" Gou Shengtian asked with a solemn expression, somewhat surprised and uncertain.
"Could it be... Yang Zhen?" True Person Changyue's face showed a worried expression.
If Yang Zhen really offended such a powerful senior, wouldn't the Shangyuan Sect be doomed to extinction?
Why did this senior surround them but not kill them, and not even speak to them?
Liu Ruoning's face showed a solemn expression as she stared at the sky and said again, "Senior, your strength is very strong, stronger than all of us. Even if the entire Shangyuan Sect were combined, they probably wouldn't be a match for you. But if you think the Shangyuan Sect is someone to be bullied, then you are very wrong. If..."
"No ifs!"
Suddenly, a sinister voice rang out from mid-air, as if stating a fact. "If I wanted to kill you, you would have been dead five days ago. Don't worry, that brat isn't coming, and none of you will die. I'm telling you!"
"Senior, who exactly are you?" Instead of feeling relieved, Liu Ruoning felt even heavier. She stared at the sea of blood in mid-air, a resolute expression on her face.
"The boy you're talking about, is he my junior brother... Yang Zhen?"
A terrifying shockwave surged in mid-air, causing the entire White Cloud Mountain to tremble and shake violently amidst the roar of heaven and earth, creating an extremely frightening scene.
All the disciples of the Shangyuan Sect turned pale; where had they ever seen such a terrifying aura?
"So that bastard's name is Yang Zhen?" the man muttered to himself, then let out a soft "Eh," and said, " Yang Zhen, that sounds familiar. But I don't care if his Yang Zhen or Yang Jia, he's dead!"