"What?"
Yang Zhen's words silenced the entire reception room. Everyone stared at him in surprise, their expressions filled with doubt and uncertainty. The Yang Zhen Fang Household patriarch, in particular, turned to Yang Hongye with a grim expression and asked in a deep voice, "Is this true?"
Yang Hongye and Aunt Lian were also taken aback, looking at Yang Zhen with uncertain expressions. Seeing Yang Zhen's calm demeanor, Yang Hongye gritted her teeth and nodded, saying, "It is indeed true!"
"Red Leaves!" Aunt Lian whispered, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.
The Yang Household's calligraphy is extremely famous in Hanwu City, and countless powerful forces covet it, but they have refrained from making a move due to pride. Now, not to mention that everyone is in the Fang Household, their situation is already extremely dangerous, and the Han Household members are also present. The Han Household patriarch has even examined that calligraphy before and has always admired it, wanting to understand its mysteries.
By speaking at this moment, Yang Zhen had offended both the Fang Household and Han Household simultaneously. In such a situation, how could Yang Zhen and his companions possibly protect themselves?
What unsettled Aunt Lian was that Yang Zhen actually smiled after hearing Yang Hongye's words.
"Snort!"
The Fang Household patriarch's expression was grim and uncertain as he stared at Yang Zhen and demanded, "May I ask this young friend's name, and who his master is?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen chuckled and said, "My name is Yang Zhen. Don't worry, I don't have any distinguished lineage or teachers. I'm just a distant cousin of Hongye."
Distant cousin?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Yang Hongye and Aunt Lian were stunned and looked at Yang Zhen blankly.
The people in the hall also looked puzzled, their gazes shifting between Yang Zhen and Yang Hongye.
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly remembered something and said to the Fang Household patriarch, "Oh, by the way, I came here this time because I have something to do in North Isle. Aren't you going to celebrate that ancestor's birthday? Would you mind letting me hitch a ride?"
Yang Zhen's words echoed throughout the hall, and everyone stared at Yang Zhen in utter bewilderment.
"You scoundrel!" the Fang Household patriarch roared, pointing at Yang Zhen and asking, "Arrogant brat, spouting nonsense! I ask you, was Yang'er's injury caused by you?"
"Yang'er?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "I don't know anything about sheep or cows."
"You bastard, you still want to argue even now? If you didn't cause these injuries to me, did I inflict them myself?" Fang Yang limped to the front of the crowd, his face contorted with rage. He pointed at Yang Zhen, about to speak, when suddenly a figure flashed past his eyes.
Snap!
A crisp sound rang out, Fang Yang let out a miserable scream. He spun several times in mid-air before collapsing to the ground with a thud. When he struggled to get up, his face was already red and swollen.
Yang Zhen casually waved his hand, walked back to his original position, and with a wave of his hand, the stone slabs in the hall cracked inch by inch. A burst of True Essence rose up, and as earth and stones flew, a seat even more magnificent than the seat of the Fang Household patriarch appeared in front of everyone.
After sitting down, Yang Zhen frowned, sighed, and said, "It seems that a proper discussion is out of the question?"
Everyone was shocked by the sudden scene, staring at Yang Zhen with horror. The Fang Household members swarmed around him, their expressions grim and uncertain as they looked at Yang Zhen, especially the Fang Household patriarch, whose expression revealed a hint of greed.
boom--!
A monstrous aura erupted from Fang Yang, accompanied by roars, as he charged towards Yang Zhen like a ferocious beast. He was clearly enraged, but Fang Quan held him back tightly from behind, shouting in a deep voice, " Fang Yang, stop! Are you a match for him?"
Everyone gasped, staring at Yang Zhen in horror.
Just now, Yang Zhen's movements were so ethereal that none of the group could see them clearly before Fang Yang Zhen a mid-air somersault and landed.
Yang Hongye and Aunt Lian exchanged a glance, then exclaimed in unison. Seeing the tense atmosphere, they immediately drew their swords and stood in front of Yang Zhen.
The Han Household patriarch looked at Yang Zhen with surprise, a serious look flashing in his eyes, before turning to the young woman behind him.
A sudden glint of light flashed in the eyes of Han Yan'er, the young woman from the Han Household. She stared intently at Yang Zhen, her eyes filled with amazement.
"Good! Good! Good!"
The Fang Household patriarch was furious. He said "Good!" three times, then slowly stood up and stared intently at Yang Zhen, saying, " Yang Zhen, you're so young yet you have such skills. No wonder you dare to come to my Fang Household alone and cause trouble. But if you think you can act with impunity in Hanwu City, you're sorely mistaken."
Yang Zhen sat casually in his seat, scoffed at the words, and said, "Old man, if I had known your Sage of Saunter Fang Household was so unreasonable and overbearing, I wouldn't have walked in; I would have fought my way in. Damn it, it's one thing for a prestigious Lineage to use underhanded and despicable means to wipe out the Yang Household, but now that Sage of Saunter speaking politely, you keep cursing at me. Didn't your mother teach you the five virtues and four beauties of being a decent human being?"
The Fang Household patriarch's expression was ashen, his anger palpable. He glared at Yang Zhen and roared, "What a sharp-tongued brat! Men, seize him! Take him alive or dead!"
boom--!
Inside the hall, a dozen or so experts at the Void Refinement Realm unleashed towering waves of energy that instantly filled the entire hall, rushing towards Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen shook his head and sighed, saying, "I wanted to be a good person!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhen placed his hands on either side of his seat, and with a loud boom, terrifying waves of energy erupted from his body. His Earth Treasury Technique was as fierce as a dragon, and earth snakes swaggered and roared as they weaved through the group of more than a dozen Void Refinement Realm experts. With each muffled thud, a Void Refinement Realm expert was transformed into a terracotta warrior.
The terrifying waves of earth elemental energy surged like the sky, and the undulating earth snakes howled in the wind. In a short while, all the dozen or so Void Refinement Realm experts in the hall were turned into immobile terracotta warriors, which looked extremely eerie.
Yang Zhen stood up, beckoned to Old Man Fang, and said, "Come on, come on, you come too, let's finish it off in one go and save ourselves the trouble!"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen looked at Old Man Han with a strange expression and asked in surprise, "Old man, are you related to this old man? Do you want to come at us together?"
Old Man Han's eyes twitched violently. After a moment of contemplation, he smiled and said, "I am Han Jingtian, the ancestor of the Han Household, and I am not a relative of the Fang Household."
Yang Zhen cupped his hands and said, "So you are Elder Han from the Han Household, the number one Aristocratic Clan in Hanwu City. Let me teach this old man Fang a lesson before I come to pay my respects!"
Old Han's expression was strange as he said, "Of course, of course!"
"Damn it!" The Fang Household patriarch roared in fury, and a violent surge of True Essence suddenly erupted from behind him. The raging energy soared into the sky, shaking the entire roof.
Such a terrifying surge of True Essence alarmed the entire Fang Household. Countless people rushed towards this place, one or two of them glaring at each other with grim faces and boundless murderous intent.
Yang Zhen looked at Old Man Fang with surprise. As expected of a powerful expert in the Spirit Wandering Realm, a master who had broken through to the Spirit Wandering State, a magnificent golden palace had actually materialized behind him.
As the palace illusion was completed, waves of powerful True Essence surged forth in all directions, a truly terrifying sight.
Yang Hongye and Aunt Lian exclaimed in surprise, saying to Yang Zhen, "Young Master, be careful! This is the Fang Household's secret Holy Palace Phantom, extremely powerful. Ordinary True Essence simply cannot break through its defenses."
Yang Zhen exclaimed "Oh my!", her gaze fixed intently on the palace behind Old Man Fang, muttering to herself, "So this is how it's done?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhen's back was also filled with bursts of True Essence, and a series of roars and howls came from behind, like the cries of dragons and elephants.
Old Man Fang laughed heartily, looking at Yang Zhen and saying, " Yang Zhen, you brat, how can the phantom of an ordinary ferocious beast compare to the ultimate techniques of my Fang Household's Holy Palace?"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "That's true, but... how about this?"
boom!
As soon as Yang Zhen finished speaking, the dragon and elephant phantom behind him suddenly exploded, forming a huge circular phantom. The center of the phantom shone with six-pointed light, and in the middle of the six-pointed star, a huge tank gradually condensed.
Amazing defense, huh? Let me show you the power of my Blue Planet's super tank and blast you to death, you old geezer.
"What... what is this?" The Fang Household patriarch was completely bewildered.