They... they ran away?
Seeing Yang Zhen suddenly grab the Devil Pattern Origin and run away, everyone was dumbfounded.
Putting aside the fact that Yang Zhen ran so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye, the fact that he grabbed the Devil Pattern Origin Yang Zhen stuffed it into his pocket was enough to catch everyone off guard.
A group of Daoist cultivators looked at each other with blank expressions, as if a person named Yang Zhen had never appeared here before.
Those Devil Cultivator were even more pathetic, as if they had forgotten Chen Xiaotian's words. They were petrified, staring blankly in the direction where Yang Zhen, the Shameless Cat, and the others had disappeared. It wasn't until the Devil Emperor Quanyang roared that everyone reacted, but it was too late.
Yang Zhen has already disappeared. What's the point of chasing and intercepting him now?
Besides, with so many directions in the world, who knows which direction Yang Zhen will chase after?
Not to mention that the Devil Emperor Quanyang wouldn't let Yang Zhen go, even Chen Xiaotian and a group of Devil Cultivator wouldn't let Yang Zhen go, and there are also many Daoist cultivators with ulterior motives. Once they find Yang Zhen, wouldn't they just divide him up among themselves?
It was impossible for him not to run, and it was impossible for him to run too slowly either. So it was quite reasonable for Yang Zhen to run away in a flash.
The Devil Emperor Quanyang roared repeatedly, seemingly searching for the Devil Pattern Origin, somewhat unable to believe that it had been snatched away right under his nose.
When everyone remembered Chen Xiaotian's arrival, they all looked at Chen Xiaotian. The poor old man still hadn't shut his mouth, staring wide-eyed at the direction Yang Zhen had disappeared. Shuya called out twice from the side, but he didn't hear her.
"You bastard!"
Chen Xiaotian suddenly took a deep breath and roared angrily, "You damned brat, give me back my Devil Pattern Origin!"
With a roar, Chen Xiaotian abandoned the Devil Cultivator covering the mountains and fields, leaping forward and chasing after Yang Zhen at an extremely terrifying speed.
Shuya's face showed an absurd expression as he shouted at the group of Devil Cultivator, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and chase after them! We must find Yang Zhen no matter what!"
boom--!
Countless waves of energy erupted, all rushing towards the direction where Yang Zhen had disappeared.
Emperor Su Palace and the others exchanged bewildered glances, especially the old woman, who was now so shocked by Yang Zhen that she was starting to question her own existence.
Before coming here, Emperor Su Palace and the others were determined that even if they couldn't obtain the Devil Pattern Origin, they would at least make a copy to take back, because the Devil Pattern Origin was of vital importance to the Emperor Su Palace, and he was also very anxious about it.
The Emperor Su Palace, which should have been the home ground and shone brightly, ended up being ignored by everyone, with no one even mentioning its name in awe or exclamation. This huge contrast is hard to accept.
Especially her mother-in-law, who couldn't stand Yang Zhen no matter what, had an expression of disbelief on her face, as if it were utterly absurd.
That bastard Yang Zhen not only turned the entire Slug Bank Mountain upside down, but also stole the Devil Pattern Origin from the Devil Emperor Quanyang?
Thinking of the Devil Pattern Origin, a look of anxiety flashed across the old woman's face as she said to the Empress of Emperor Su Palace, "Your Majesty, what should we do?"
A look of surprise flashed in the Empress's eyes, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Let's chase after them too!"
As soon as the people from the Emperor Su Palace moved, the other Dao cultivators simultaneously unleashed their fastest speed in history, chasing after the direction where Yang Zhen had disappeared.
Moo!
A deafening roar resounded as the Heaven-Splitting Ox of the Emperor Su Palace roared to the sky, unleashing unparalleled speed and leaving everyone behind.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xiaotian and Shuya roared in anger, and an extremely powerful scorpion materialized in mid-air.
Chen Xiaotian was already annoyed by the Heaven-Splitting Ox of the Emperor Su Palace, but for some reason, when he saw the Heavenly Scorpion that condensed in mid-air, he felt like he was about to explode with anger.
Only now did he suddenly realize that the Heavenly Scorpion he had spent a thousand years refining was still in the hands of that little bastard Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen absolutely deserves to die. Even if he doesn't die, he should be taught a lesson he'll never forget.
Damn it, this is infuriating! Absolutely infuriating!
The terrifying Heavenly Scorpion roared at the Heaven-Splitting Ox, its speed increasing dramatically, becoming no slower than the Heaven-Splitting Ox at all.
A hint of disdain flashed across the Heaven-Splitting Ox's face. It let out a moo and increased its speed once again.
However, Chen Xiaotian no longer had the mind to compete with the Gale Ox, and let the Heaven-Splitting Ox go ahead while he relentlessly pursued it from behind.
Along the way, countless cultivators and Daoists were gradually left behind, and many of them got into fights because of arguments, causing chaos in the area.
On Slug Bank Mountain, the Devil Emperor Quanyang stared blankly as countless people vanished before his eyes in the blink of an eye, feeling somewhat unable to react.
The Devil Emperor Quanyang had never fully recovered; he was currently only in the form of a puppet. It would be impossible for him to fully regain his sanity without a considerable amount of time.
Now that everyone has stolen their things and stood them up, all they can do Heavenly Wrath. Those Puppet Devil Insect are flying everywhere, and the entire Slug Bank Mountain has instantly become a living Purgatory.
Countless people died here, countless lives were lost, the Slug Bank Mountain roared incessantly, and terrifying demonic energy blotted out the sky. All the nearby cultivators left, and even some of the nearby sects began to discuss relocation in desperation.
They had no choice but to move; their terrifying power was simply beyond their ability to withstand.
If the Devil Emperor Quanyang were to emerge from the Slug Bank Mountain one day, they would be the first to suffer.
In mid-air, the Heaven-Swallowing Hou jumped and frolicked, clearly very excited to see Yang Zhen and the others return.
The Nine Dragons Saint Venerable was still in a daze, staring blankly at Yang Zhen's hand, then at Yang Zhen's chest, even reaching out to touch it, and asking, "Are you alright?"
Yang Zhen glared at the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, slapped his hand away, and landed on the back of the Heaven-Swallowing Hou. He grinned and said, " Slowpoke, you can't be slow now. There's a large group of people chasing us. Whether you can escape depends on you."
Upon hearing this, the Heaven-Swallowing Hou showed a hint of surprise on its face. Looking back, it immediately grinned, revealing a mocking smile that was so vivid that everyone stared in disbelief.
roar--!
A low growl rang out, and Yang Zhen's expression changed. He immediately shouted, "Hold on tight!"
boom--!
A terrifying phantom that blotted out the sky rushed forward. Its enormous body even created a sonic boom in mid-air, which shows how terrifying the speed of the Heaven-Swallowing Hou was.
Yang Zhen was astonished to see the Heaven-Swallowing Hou possess such terrifying speed for the first time, muttering to himself, "Damn, it's practically the perfect weapon for showing off and then running away."
The Shameless Cat's face gleamed with excitement as it rubbed its hands together and approached Yang Zhen, asking, "Kid, did you really manage to snatch the Devil Pattern Origin from the Devil Emperor Quanyang?"
Yang Zhen glanced at the Shameless Cat and said, "Otherwise, why do you think this Sage of Saunter would turn tail and run away?"
"Can you call this running?" The Shameless Cat glared, its face grave. "This is called a strategic retreat. Damn it, with so many people chasing you, it would be strange if you didn't run. But then again, can you really just pick up something like the Devil Pattern Origin with your bare hands?"
"Who said this Sage of Saunter held it with his hands?" Yang Zhen rolled his eyes at the Shameless Cat. This bastard's fur was getting longer and longer, but his knowledge was getting shorter and shorter.
Upon hearing this, the three— Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, Flirtatious Chicken, Shameless Cat— were all stunned.
Wasn't it held in your hands?
Yang Zhen chuckled, and with a casual wave of his hand, a slight burst of Void Power flashed by, startling the Shameless Cat so much that it jumped three feet high and grabbed the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable's hair tightly.
The poor Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, his head was grabbed by that Shameless Cat and tilted to the side, but his eyes suddenly widened in surprise, and he cried out as if he had seen a ghost.
" Void Power?"
"Impossible, kid, how could you possibly control the Void Power?"
"Cannot!"