As everyone stared at Yang Zhen in horror, a soft exclamation came from inside the wooden house, clearly audible to everyone present.
This soft exclamation contained no emotion whatsoever, like a mountain tiger that had stumbled upon a group of mountain rats, and among those rats, there happened to be one that was exceptionally plump.
Under such circumstances, the mountain tiger would probably only let out a soft "hmm" and wouldn't even entertain the thought that the mountain rat was plump and delicious.
Eating mice is a cat's job!
With just a soft "Eh," everyone present understood the meaning behind it, looking at Yang Zhen with surprise, as if wondering what made Yang Zhen so special that he could attract such attention from the powerful figures in the wooden house, who even used their Divine Sense sense to examine him twice.
Even more so, some looked at Yang Zhen with envy. It was inevitable that people would feel envious of someone who could be valued so highly by the Celestial Venerable Ziwei. However, no one noticed that Yang Zhen's eyes narrowed completely, and the corners of his usually carefree mouth curved into a smile that was neither a smile nor an anger.
Everyone had different expressions and their own thoughts, but including Shan Yang on the Snake Road, they all remained silent.
Even with Yang Zhen's terrifying Divine Sense space and soul power, he felt the crushing weight of Mount Tai. How much more so would others? How dare they act rashly before the Celestial Venerable Ziwei?
Now, facing the scrutiny of the Celestial Venerable Ziwei, no one dared to be too presumptuous. Such a powerful figure, in a fit of rage, could kill someone a hundred feet away with just a thought!
Spirit Maiden Hongluan looked at Yang Zhen with a worried expression, while Xiu'er stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Hua Youyue frowned slightly, placed her hand back into Yang Zhen's hand, and squeezed it firmly after turning it around.
A look of surprise flashed across Ink Pool Peak Mo Xueling's face as she looked at Yang Zhen with a curious expression.
"Spirit Maiden, Yang Zhen seems to have attracted the attention of the Celestial Venerable Ziwei. This kind of Divine Sense scrutiny is almost unbearable. Could it be that Yang Zhen did something to displease the Celestial Venerable Ziwei Celestial Venerable Ziwei and anger him?"
Aleida asked in a low voice behind Mo Xueling, his expression serious.
Upon hearing this, Mo Xueling shook her head and said, "I don't know why. I observe that although Yang Zhen Literary Talent Qi and seems to have some ability, such talent is not outstanding on Ink Pool Peak, but it is already rare in the East Sea. If he can withstand this scrutiny, he might be able to refine his Divine Sense space and gain immense benefits."
Aleida chuckled, then gave a soft snort, saying, "He's quite the fortuitous opportunity kid, but his attitude is a bit too arrogant. Ignorance is bliss, though. Once he realizes how vast the world is and how many extraordinary people there are, if he can restrain himself a little, that's fine. But if not, he'll definitely suffer a great loss!"
Mo Xueling glanced at Aleida and said, "Don't underestimate anyone in the world. Even you and I might not be able to withstand such Divine Sense scrutiny."
Aleida respectfully replied, "Yes, the Spirit Maiden is right!"
Despite this, Aleida's gaze toward Yang Zhen revealed a hint of disdain.
He had just sensed that Divine Sense power. Although it was as vast as the sea, the level of scrutiny it exerted was not enough to cause him to appear in such a disheveled state.
Moreover, among so many people present, only Yang Zhen showed signs of pain. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for Yang Zhen to be treated differently by the Celestial Venerable Ziwei. There was only one possibility: within Yang Zhen's Divine Sense Spirit Sea, his Divine Sense was weak, and his divine soul power was insufficient to keep him safe and sound in such a state of Divine Sense.
For a moment, most people looked at Yang Zhen with strange eyes, and it was clear that more than one person had realized this problem.
Of all those present, only Hua Youyue truly felt the terror of the Divine Sense power that Yang Zhen was enduring!
That vast, terrifying power, as boundless as the sea, blotted out the sky and rushed towards Yang Zhen like countless Sword-Ray, seemingly scrutinizing him, wanting to peel away every detail of Yang Zhen inside and out.
Even Hua Youyue, who was just by Yang Zhen's Yang Zhen, was on the verge of being caught in the raging storm, and felt an unbearable pressure. Her expression changed as she hoped that this scrutiny would pass quickly.
At the same time, Hua Youyue held Yang Zhen's hand even tighter. Knowing Yang Zhen's temperament, Hua Youyue was genuinely worried that Yang Zhen might do something foolish.
All eyes were on Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, who was almost completely soaked in sweat. If it weren't for Hua Youyue holding him up, his trembling legs would have given way.
To everyone's astonishment, this Divine Sense examination lasted inexplicably long.
" Yang Zhen, hang in there!" Hua Youyue murmured to herself, glancing at the wooden house with a rare look of dissatisfaction.
Just then, as Hua Youyue finished muttering to herself, Yang Zhen suddenly chuckled and slowly raised his head, which was dripping with sweat.
Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, Yang Zhen's eyes erupted with Heavenly Wrath. He slowly straightened up, pointed at the wooden house, and cursed, "Damn it, haven't you seen enough?"
boom!
The entire Snake Road seemed to tremble. Everyone was startled by Yang Zhen's Yang Zhen roar, staring at him in disbelief and horror.
Yang Zhen... he insulted a Heavenly Venerable?
Everyone was stunned, including Mo Xueling, who opened her lips in surprise, her sapphire blue-green eyes filled with disbelief.
Aleida, who was next to Mo Xueling, trembled violently and almost bit his tongue. He didn't even dare to exclaim. He stared at Yang Zhen for a moment, then turned his gaze to the wooden house, his face full of solemnity and worry.
Shan Yang, who was in the Snake Road, changed his expression. He had just raised one leg when he heard Yang Zhen's cursing. He trembled violently and froze on the spot, as if petrified. He didn't know whether to pull his leg back or not, and he didn't dare to put it down. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Damn it, run!"
The Shameless Cat's expression changed drastically, and he vanished in a flash. The Flirtatious Chicken chicken squawked in a panic, its two legs and two wings making it even faster than the Shameless Cat, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"He's gone mad! Yang Zhen has gone mad! He was just scrutinizing you, you could have just let it go, but this kid actually started cursing, he even insulted the Heavenly Venerable! Damn, this kid's amazing, absolutely incredible!"
"Crazy!" The Flirtatious Chicken glanced at Yang Zhen with lingering fear, her eyes suddenly widening in shock, and she yelled, "It's over!"
boom--!
A deafening roar resounded, and the entire Snake Road suddenly erupted with a violent, overwhelming shockwave. A Divine Sense blotted out the sky and seemed to pierce through heaven and earth, rushing towards Yang Zhen with a visible ferocity like a raging sea.
Rumble!
With a cold snort, the raging Divine Sense power, as vast as the ocean, transformed into a spear in mid-air. Using the heavens and earth as its framework, it dragged the surging and turbulent Divine Sense power as it charged forward.
Behind the spear lay an endless stream of Divine Sense power, visible to the naked eye, brimming with killing intent.
Only then did everyone realize the level of Divine Sense power that Yang Zhen was about to face.
Compared to these Divine Sense powers, what everyone just endured was merely a drop in the ocean.
At the same time, everyone was filled with doubt. What exactly had Yang Zhen done to provoke such a furious reaction from the Celestial Venerable Ziwei?
"Watch out!" Hua Youyue's expression changed drastically as she warned him, stepping forward to block Yang Zhen's path.
"Careful?" Yang Zhen roared, shoving Hua Youyue to Mo Xueling's side. He put his hands on his hips, pointed at the wooden house, and cursed, "Damn it, so what if you have high cultivation? So what if you're strong? Who are you trying to impress with that Sage of Saunter' do to you? You unleashed your ultimate attack right from the start! It's so frustrating, you know? Get out here, and this 'Five Strengths and Four Beauties 'Sage of Saunter will teach you a lesson!"
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's string of angry curses, everyone froze instantly, staring blankly at him, and swallowing hard.
"Before you, I am the heavens!" a deep voice rang out.
Before the words were even finished, Yang Zhen burst into laughter. "Even on this very day, this Sage of Saunter has been stabbed!"