Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er's "fight" lasted for a long time.
After the two reluctantly ceased hostilities, a palace had been built where they had been.
With Yang Zhen's current understanding of the Earth Treasury Technique, building a palace would be a piece of cake for him.
After a long silence, Yang Zhen looked at Han Yan'er with a peaceful smile and asked, "So, who exactly are you?"
Upon hearing this, Han Yan'er trembled violently, and her Moon Shadow Sword suddenly pointed at Yang Zhen, but stopped an inch from Yang Zhen's neck.
The sword tip hummed and trembled incessantly, much like Han Yan'er's expression at that moment.
Even with Han Yan'er's calm and collected demeanor, she was visibly startled, her gaze darting around as she asked, "You... how did you find out?"
Yang Zhen shrugged and said, "You need to understand, Han Yan'er is my woman. Even if I haven't laid a finger on her, she's still my woman."
A strange look flashed across Han Yan'er's face as she said, "I am Han Yan'er!"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "That's right, you are Han Yan'er. Perhaps I should ask you another way."
At this point, Yang Zhen stretched and said, "Whose second life are you, exactly?"
Han Yan'er stiffened, sheathed her longsword, stood by the window, and said, "I don't know either, it's just... many memories suddenly surfaced, I don't even know who I am now."
Yang Zhen was stunned. Someone who successfully reincarnated had forgotten who they were?
Thinking of this, Yang Zhen suddenly remembered the Shameless Cat.
This bastard doesn't even know who he is; he only has fragmented memories that sometimes work and sometimes are completely useless.
Yang Zhen looked at Han Yan'er with a strange expression and asked, "Is it that Ice Phoenix?"
Mentioning the Ice Phoenix, Han Yan'er nodded and said, "It's the Ice Phoenix. After the Ice Phoenix awakened, these memories erupted..."
Han Yan'er turned around, went to Yang Zhen's Yang Zhen, nestled close to him, and asked, " Yang Zhen, if... if I suddenly became a different person, would you...?"
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, took Han Yan'er's hand, and said, "What are you saying? Little girl, you are also Three Flowers Holy Maiden, but in the end, you still retained an independent personality. Whether you are Han Yan'er or Ice Phoenix, what difference does it make?"
Han Yan'er looked up at Yang Zhen, a smile appearing on her face, and asked, "You say... are we born with a mission?"
mission?
Yang Zhen for a moment and said, "In our village, there's a saying: 'With great power comes great responsibility.' If you truly have some kind of mission, it's not something you can shoulder right now. You... what memories have resurfaced?"
Han Yan'er murmured to herself, repeating Yang Zhen's words, and looked at Yang Zhen, saying, "I have a scene in my memory: amidst the destruction of heaven and earth, I stood alone in mid-air, facing the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth. Below me were countless cultivators. I could feel that if I couldn't hold on, they would die—many people, many... living beings!"
Yang Zhen was startled, looking at Han Yan'er with some surprise. After a long while, he gave a wry smile and said, "Damn it, it seems your identity isn't simple either. Those beings... could they be from the Myriad Races?"
Han Yan'er was taken aback, a look of shock appearing in her eyes. After a moment of contemplation, she nodded and said, "Yes!"
Myriad Races!
The Myriad Races have been extinct for tens of thousands of years. Since the Holy War, Myriad Races have vanished without a trace.
The Sha Clan, the Scale Clan, the Holy Race —these have all appeared. Could it be that Han Yan'er was actually the leader of Myriad Races back then?
Wow, that's quite impressive.
The descendants of the Dragon Clan have now emerged. Although we don't know their names, only that they include dragon messengers, this should be a sign that Myriad Races are about to be born.
Under Han Yan'er's complicated gaze, Yang Zhen laughed heartily, put his arm around Han Yan'er's shoulder, and said, "No matter what your past life was, you are now my woman, Yang Zhen's woman. No one can hurt you, and nothing can hurt you, not even heaven and earth!"
Han Yan'er stared blankly at Yang Zhen, then nodded and said, "I... am your woman!"
Yang Zhen suddenly had a feeling that no matter when the Samsara heaven and earth begins, if heaven were to destroy all living beings, then it would seem that heaven itself would have no reason to exist.
Damn it.
It would have been fine if this Sage of Saunter hadn't come, but now that I'm here, I might as well stay here properly. Survival of the fittest is the Principle of this blue planet.
In the Cultivation World, Yang Zhen to be the one who can change the will of heaven!
boom--!
A buzzing sound erupted from Yang Zhen's body, and all the power within him surged violently.
Han Yan'er had already eaten, and seeing Yang Zhen enter a state of enlightenment, she slowly withdrew from the palace.
Holy Palace of the Three Flowers Holy Land, the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable and Mei Wuhua exchanged a solemn glance. The Nine Dragons Saint Venerable said in a deep voice, "Recently, we have frequently seen suspicious people spying on the Holy Land. They clearly have ill intentions."
Hua Youyue nodded and said, "Don't worry about him. The current restrictions on the Holy Land are not something ordinary people can see through. Among the cultivators who have recently come to the Holy Land, are there any with ill intentions?"
Mentioning this, the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable laughed heartily and said, "It's strange, but the two or three thousand people who have recently come to the Holy Land have helped us uncover quite a few spies."
"Um?"
Hua Youyue was taken aback, looked at the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable, and asked, "Why is that?"
The Nine Dragons Saint Venerable glanced at Mei Wuhua Mei Wuhua, who laughed heartily and respectfully said, "Holy Lord, these two or three thousand people are extremely respectful to Holy Lord Yang. When they mention Holy Lord Yang, one can almost feel the Power of Faith. As for the others... hmph, we can easily find out the whole story after capturing them and questioning them a little."
"No one came because of your reputation?" Hua Youyue asked curiously.
Mei Wuhua nodded and said, "Yes, but not many. Most of them are people with ill intentions."
Hua Youyue pondered for a moment and then instructed, "Now is a critical time, and we will have to trouble you two seniors with these matters. We must not allow any internal traitors to cause trouble."
The Nine Dragons Saint Venerable nodded and asked, "Where did that brat Yang Zhen go?"
A strange look appeared on Hua Youyue's face as she looked northwest and said, "He... is with Sister Yan'er."
Nine Dragons Saint Venerable and Mei Wuhua exchanged a glance, about to speak, when a muffled thud suddenly came from outside the Holy Palace.
The two women's expressions changed, and they rushed outside. Hua Youyue frowned and asked, "What happened?"
No sooner had they finished speaking than the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable and Mei Wuhua returned, carrying a person covered in blood.
"Holy Lord, this person descended from mid-air, yet our Holy Land's restrictions did not hinder him at all."
There were no obstacles?
Hua Youyue was taken aback, then her expression changed.
If there are no obstacles, then it can only be two groups of people coming, either from the Yaoguang Holy Land or the Emperor Su Palace!
"Who comes here?" Hua Youyue asked as she walked down the path.
The man slowly awoke, looked around blankly, and then a look of wild joy appeared on his face. He knelt down with a thud and cried out, " Holy Lord Hua, Holy Lord Yang, where are you? I beg... I beg you, save the Emperor Su Palace!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the Birth Palace wore strange expressions.
Save the Emperor Su Palace?
The foundation of the Emperor Su Palace is in no way inferior to that of the Three Flowers Holy Land. Although it was affected by the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, who could possibly push the Emperor Su Palace to such an extent at this time?
After saying this, the blood-covered cultivator's eyes showed terror, he screamed, and his whole body exploded with a bang.
"Save..."
Before he could finish speaking, his soul was engulfed in a ghastly green flame and vanished into thin air.