Sure enough, it was a senior figure that Yang Zhen had offended!
Upon hearing the words of the person in the sea of blood, everyone in the Shangyuan Sect felt a chill run down their spines, their faces showing shock and worry.
"What should we do? It really is Senior Uncle Yang Zhen who caused this trouble. With such a powerful senior, what will happen after Senior Uncle Yang Zhen returns...?"
"Sect Master, let's fight him! We're all going to die anyway. If we die, Uncle-Master Yang Zhen will definitely avenge us."
"Yes, Sect Master, if Junior Brother Yang Zhen returns, he might die with us. That would be such a pointless death!"
"This senior has quite the arrogance. Junior Uncle Yang Zhen is not someone to be trifled with; he can accomplish anything. Since this senior is so powerful, why doesn't he go directly to Junior Uncle Yang Zhen instead of making things difficult for us?"
"Hmm? Junior sister, what you're saying makes some sense."
"That's right!" the junior sister scoffed, the eldest sister looking down on the people in the sea of blood.
Gou Shengtian sneered and said, "What do you know? This senior in front of us is at least a Great Saint Realm, maybe even a Saint Venerable. What is Yang Zhen's cultivation level now? At most, he can't be higher than the Saint Realm. How could he possibly be his match?"
Upon hearing this, everyone shuddered, staring in horror at the terrifying sea of blood-red clouds in mid-air.
Among the many disciples present, there wasn't even a single Saint Realm; there were even Nascent Soul Realm stage disciples. How could they possibly comprehend the terror of Saint Venerable expert?
The junior sister looked dazed and asked True Person Changyue beside her, "Grandmaster, what is the cultivation level above Saint Venerable?"
True Person Changyue gave a forced smile and explained, "Above the Saint Venerable realm is the Emperor Realm. I've heard that with the opening of the Great Wilderness, Emperor Realm experts have already appeared, but... Emperor Realm experts are legendary figures, how could there be so many?"
"I see. Then Junior Uncle Yang Zhen... he might already be an Emperor Realm expert!"
Looking at their junior sister, who was acting like a devoted fan, everyone shook their heads and smiled wryly.
Emperor Realm expert? How is that possible?
"That's not right!" Gou Shengtian's face showed a solemn expression as he said, "Although the Saint Venerable Realm is powerful, there is another realm above the Saint Venerable realm, not just the Emperor Realm, which is unknown to most people!"
The junior sister's eyes suddenly widened, and she asked excitedly, "Second Grandmaster, what's the realm above Saint Venerable called?"
" The Final Step!" Gou Shengtian said in a deep voice.
" The Final Step?" A strange look flashed in the junior sister's eyes. She shook her head and said, "What an awful name. Junior Uncle isn't at the Final Step; he's Emperor Realm expert, a Great Emperor, and he's about to come and save us riding on a seven-colored thundercloud."
It's hopeless!
The surrounding disciples looked bewildered, staring blankly at their junior sister.
At this moment, the sounds from the sea of blood disappeared again, leaving only a terrifying sea of blood enveloping White Cloud Mountain. What a magnificent yet terrifying sight it was, like a celestial phenomenon, making people shudder.
Within five days, the entire Youzhou Continent knew about this matter: the Shangyuan Sect in White Cloud Mountain was shrouded in a sea of blood by a senior of unknown power, making it impossible for him to enter or leave.
Many people are speculating about what powerful figure Shangyuan Sect has offended to be besieged to such an extent.
Even those recently emerged forces in the Great Wilderness were quite wary of them, and they had thoroughly investigated all other places, but did not go to the Shangyuan Sect.
As a result, the legends surrounding the Shangyuan Sect became even more bizarre in the chaotic Youzhou Continent.
Some say that the Shangyuan Sect is finished, and that you can hear ghostly wails and howls in the middle of the night, which gives you a creepy feeling if you get close.
The Shangyuan Sect has become a battlefield of carnage, a hellish Abyss connected to the Nine Nether Purgatory.
Located a mountain range away from the Shangyuan Sect, on the edge of the Youzhou Continent, this place is relatively better, but the news has already been sent over.
Inside the teahouse, many people were discussing this matter.
"Have you heard? The Shangyuan Sect ultimately couldn't escape its fate. Now it's full of corpses, it's a truly gruesome sight. Everyone is dead, their flesh and blood are gone, and blood is constantly flowing from the ground. It's pitiful!"
"What? It's gotten to this point? Yesterday they said only a portion of the people had died, and we could still hear ghostly wails and howls in the middle of the night."
"That was yesterday. You haven't seen such a terrifying scene. A sea of blood engulfed White Cloud Mountain, and the entire mountain was gone!"
Everyone in the teahouse stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with astonishment.
"Things have gotten so chaotic. Shangyuan Sect isn't the only sect to have suffered. All the surrounding forces have been destroyed by the Great Wilderness experts, and those that weren't destroyed have become vassals!"
No one noticed that a table inside the teahouse had turned to dust.
Only after the man and woman quietly disappeared into the teahouse did the table suddenly turn into dust with a loud bang, drifting and scattering onto the ground.
Everyone gasped in shock, staring in disbelief at the bizarre scene, falling silent and no one daring to utter another word.
In mid-air, Han Yan'er, her face filled with worry, hesitated for a moment before taking Yang Zhen's hand and saying, "Don't get agitated!"
Yang Zhen smiled and grinned, saying, "I'm not excited. I never get excited. If the Shangyuan Sect is gone, then this world... has no reason to exist!"
" Yang Zhen!" Han Yan'er's face showed a solemn expression as she said, "You must guard your true self!"
It's hard to imagine what terrifying Yang Zhen would become if Shangyuan Sect truly turned into a living Purgatory as everyone says.
Does this mean the entire universe is no longer necessary?
Others would scoff at these words, but for some reason, Han Yan'er felt a chill run down her spine.
A thousand miles is but a short distance. Yang Zhen only rested with Han Yan'er for a while, inquired about some information in the teahouse, and had something to eat.
In his current state of extreme anxiety, a thousand miles is at Yang Zhen's feet in no time at all.
When Yang Zhen arrived near the Shangyuan Sect, he suddenly relaxed.
He could sense that the familiar aura still White Cloud Mountain, and even though a sea of blood enveloped the sky, his senior sister and the others were still alive.
"It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead!" Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and even the somewhat familiar aura in the sea of blood was no longer so repulsive to him!
Han Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief even more than Yang Zhen. She glared at Yang Zhen with a hint of resentment, a very rare expression that made Yang Zhen's eyes widen in disbelief.
" Little Dao Addict, you're concerned about this Sage of Saunter!"
"Who cares about you?" Han Yan'er glanced at Yang Zhen and turned her head away!
Yang Zhen laughed heartily and said to the crowd in the Blood Sea, "Brother, I'm here. You can show yourself now. Let this Sage of Saunter Sage of Saunter see who dares to block my door!"
boom!
A deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth, and the sea of blood gradually dissipated, revealing a human figure!
" The Saint Venerable, indeed the Saint Venerable!"
Countless members of the Shangyuan Sect exclaimed in unison.
Yang Zhen looked bewildered and said, "Brother, you're late!"