A surge of dense golden demonic energy rushed in. In mid-air, centered on Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, the golden demonic energy formed a giant funnel, frantically converging towards him.
Shuya and Chen Xiaotian were no longer thinking about why Yang Zhen could refine the golden demonic energy. They were now focused on refining as much golden demonic energy as possible.
This is, after all, the power left behind by the Emperor Realm expert, and after years of accumulation, it has been transformed by heaven and earth, forming a power almost like heaven and earth itself.
Who can directly absorb the power of heaven and earth?
Even though lightning power is generally considered the easiest to absorb, few people are willing to try it easily, because it can be fatal.
The primordial energy of heaven and earth is not included; it is merely a form of energy and cannot be considered the power of heaven and earth.
Golden demonic energy, a power cultivated by human cultivators, exists between the forces of heaven and earth, making it relatively the easiest form of power to refine.
Although it was the easiest to refine, among the many cultivators present, only Yang Zhen and Shuya dared to try, and... they shocked everyone.
Watching the two Devil Cultivator cultivators desperately refine the energy, their tiny, finger-thick stream of power seemed like child's play compared to Yang Zhen's tree-trunk-like stream of power.
Unfortunately, Yang Zhen a Daoist cultivator!
One can only imagine how much psychological Yin Shadow those present must have suffered.
Especially Shuya and Chen Xiaotian, while desperately refining the essence, kept stealing glances at Yang Zhen, constantly questioning their existence.
In reality, Yang Zhen himself was questioning his existence. What the hell was going on?
In Yang Zhen's understanding, this kind of power is harmful to Daoist cultivators and can even be fatal if one is not careful.
Yang Zhen only tried refining it, and it caused such a terrifying effect. If word got out, the entire Great Wilderness would probably be shaken.
A Daoist cultivator refining golden demonic energy at a speed ten or twenty times faster than Devil Venerable Shuya and Chen Xiaotian— who the hell would believe that?
The violent air currents in mid-air continued, and just as Yang Zhen began to plunder the golden demonic energy above Chen Xiaotian and Shuya's heads, Yang Zhen suddenly shuddered, a look of pain appearing on his face.
This time, Yang Zhen's pained expression wasn't faked; it was genuine pain.
A terrifying strangling force swept in from mid-air, filling his entire mind.
Within the Divine Sense space, a terrifying, turbulent power, as if capable of destroying the world, forcefully annihilated the Divine Sense world that Yang Zhen had established.
A terrifying golden demonic aura replaced it, enveloping the soybean inside the brain and even erasing the sprout that had emerged from it, turning it back into a black bead.
Yang Zhen stared dumbfounded at everything that was happening before him, wanting to curse, but not knowing where to begin.
For so long, something had been growing inside his head. Now, after finally managing to fuse all his power together to form a golden soybean sprout, it had turned into a black bead.
The black beads are crystal clear, and at first glance they seem to be able to see through them, but this is only a visual perception. The black beads, which are as black as ink yet shiny, look like chocolate beans. Within the black, there is gold, and from a distance, it looks like a black bead emitting a golden light.
The next moment, all the power within Yang Zhen's body erupted instantly, causing the surrounding world to distort with a deafening boom.
Chen Xiaotian and Shuya were desperately trying to snatch the golden demonic energy from Yang Zhen. Although they were struggling to compete, they were willing to take as much as they could.
Just as the two were beginning to feel their strength waning, Yang Zhen unleashed a burst of energy.
Rumble!
As the terrifying shockwave sent the two flying, Shuya and Chen Xiaotian's expressions changed drastically. They then roared at Yang Zhen, "You bastard, your behavior is too disgusting! You actually resorted to underhanded tactics!"
There was nothing that could be done about it. If he could have taken action, Chen Xiaotian would never have spoken to Yang Zhen in such a furious and exasperated manner.
Yang Zhen's current state is too strange. He can control the golden demonic energy. Not to mention Chen Xiaotian himself, even if Shuya and Chen Xiaotian joined forces, they might not be a match for Yang Zhen in this state.
Shuya's face was also filled with anger. After staggering to the ground, he watched as Yang Zhen absorbed the last trace of golden demonic energy and stared at Yang Zhen, saying, "Boy, you've gone too far."
Yang Zhen ignored the two guys; in fact, he was too busy to care about anything else.
Within his Divine Sense realm, the terrifying phenomena left Yang Zhen feeling utterly helpless.
The entire world seemed to have undergone a complete transformation; beneath the chaos, a strange new world slowly coalesced.
The sky was clear, and a series of bell tolls, like Heavenly Sound Grand Chant, were interspersed with birdsong.
bird?
Damn it, how did birds get into the realm of Divine Sense?
Just as Yang Zhen was completely bewildered, the rumbling golden demonic energy in mid-air suddenly materialized, and soon an ancient palace radiating a dark golden light appeared before Yang Zhen.
Upon seeing the palace appear, Yang Zhen's eyes widened in surprise.
This palace is exactly the same as the Ice Palace, as if it was designed by the same person.
Where was the ice palace found?
Yang Zhen had forgotten, but the rumors he heard afterward suggested that the Ice Palace and the Star Spring Sword in his hand were inextricably linked to that guy.
But this black palace before them was exactly the same as the Ice Palace. Could it be that this black palace was also related to that guy?
Thinking about this, Yang Zhen became even more curious about this guy, who seemed to be everywhere, like a rat.
Even the Devil Emperor of the Devil Domain has an inextricable relationship with this guy; that's truly unbelievable.
when!
A clear, resonant sound, like a bell tolling in an empty valley, rang out, startling Yang Zhen. A look of astonishment appeared on his face.
Suddenly, a dark golden light shot out from inside the black palace, rushing towards Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen curled his lip. He was currently only an ideology, not even a soul, but a wisp of Divine Sense. This dark golden aura seemed to be able to see him.
Even if we could see it, so what?
Within this Sage of Saunter's Divine Sense space, what could possibly harm this Sage of Saunter?
Yang Zhen gave the dark golden aura the middle finger without even flinching.
Just as the dark golden aura was about to pass through his body, Yang Zhen suddenly felt an irresistible force coming from him. Like a mortal being charged by a tall wild bull, he was sent flying backward with a bang.
Yang Zhen was certain that his expression right now was one of utter utter bewilderment.
What the heck?
It actually managed to collide with his Divine Sense within the Divine Sense space?
How could something so ethereal and intangible actually be bumped into?
The next moment, excruciating pain shot through Yang Zhen, who was completely overwhelmed by immense agony.
Grass!
Outside, a burst of dark golden light suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and endless patterns of heaven and earth condensed in mid-air, so intricate and complex that the group of people watching were dumbfounded.
No one knew what had happened to Yang Zhen, and as they looked at each other in bewilderment, all their gazes fell on Shuya and Chen Xiaotian.
Shuya looked at Chen Xiaotian with a puzzled expression. Chen Xiaotian was also completely bewildered, staring blankly at the patterns in mid-air. Suddenly, he exclaimed, " Devil Runes!"
Upon hearing this, a collective gasp filled the air, and countless Devil Cultivator rushed forward in a frenzy.