Not to mention Yang Zhen, even the Shameless Cat was excitedly squealing after seeing the leader being slapped away and unable to get up for a long time.
The terror of the Evil Shadow Black Taotie lies not in how much it can devour in one gulp, but in its ability to make others daydream at any time.
This thing is a nightmare for people with weak willpower. One slap and they're in a daydream, trembling for ages before they can get used to it. It's practically the same as the "stiffness" attribute, or even worse, because it's not passive and has no cooldown. The effect is immediate.
If you encounter a particularly lecherous person, you could just slap them and they might just ejaculate uncontrollably, trembling to the peak of their life and entering a saintly state.
Oh shit!
The more I think about it, the more incredibly awesome it seems!
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, hoisted the Great Deficiency Sword onto his back, and said, "Congratulations, you got it right! Your reward is a daydream!"
boom--!
A terrifying power erupted from Yang Zhen's feet, causing the swamp ground to crack open. Dragging his Great Deficiency Sword, he swept up the mud like a storm and charged towards the leader.
The leader's face changed drastically. He hurriedly took two steps back and started babbling something to his clansmen who were still fighting Hua Youyue and the others. He was furious and hysterical.
Those Shanggen Secret Clan were still fighting Hua Youyue and the others suddenly trembled, their faces contorted with rage. They abandoned Hua Youyue and the others and charged towards Yang Zhen.
Hua Youyue and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they were about to rush towards Yang Zhen to help Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, his Great Deficiency Sword gleaming fiercely in his hand, and shouted, "Don't come any closer! I'll take on a hundred of you at once!"
Hua Youyue and the others were stunned for a moment, then stopped.
Mo Xueling said anxiously, " Yang Zhen, don't be reckless. Those Shanggen Secret Clan members have incredibly strange Movement Method, and their Swordsmanship is super... this..."
Hua Youyue wore a gentle smile, though she was also somewhat worried, she was mostly curious.
Faced with so many Shanggen Secret Clan, each possessing the ability to vanish at any moment, how could Yang Zhen possibly fight a hundred of them single-handedly?
The next moment, Hua Youyue and Mo Xueling exchanged a glance, both showing expressions of disbelief.
The others stared at Yang Zhen in utter bewilderment, while the Shameless Cat muttered to himself, "Damn it, do these rabbits have a peculiar fondness for being beaten? Why do they seem to enjoy it the more they're beaten?"
After those members of the Shanggen Secret Clan chased after Yang Zhen, they clearly underestimated the terrifying power of the Great Deficiency Sword. Many of them used their delicate little swords to block the Great Deficiency Sword, but they were naturally knocked away by Yang Zhen's Great Deficiency Sword. Their cries of pain, which were initially pitiful, turned into groans before they even hit the ground, making Yang Zhen's hair stand on end.
That's terrifying!
The leader's expression changed again, this time turning red. He shouted in a deep voice, " Yang Zhen's weapon is strange. Don't fight him head-on. Find an opportunity to kill him!"
Buzz--!
A deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth, and the cultivators of the Shanggen Secret Clan vanished en masse. The entire area around the swamp became shrouded in mist, and even Yang Zhen couldn't distinguish between the people and the confusing auras they were releasing.
"Damn it, so what if you can turn invisible?" Yang Zhen cursed!
"At the very least, I can easily kill you!" The leader's voice rang out, sinister and menacing, making Yang Zhen almost slam his Great Deficiency Sword down.
Although Yang Zhen couldn't sense the exact presence of those people, he could tell that they hadn't left but were circling around, trying to find an opportunity to strike and kill him.
This is the strength of the Shanggen Secret Clan in such a cursed place as the Forbidden Zone of Life. If they hide, they are virtually invincible; who can do anything to them?
Yang Zhen was a little puzzled. Three thousand years ago, the Medicine Madman seemed to have encountered the Shanggen Secret Clan here and Earth Treasury Root to form the word "Damn it" in mid-air and spread it out.
Three thousand years have passed, and these Shanggen Secret Clan are still here?
If these people aren't crazy, then they're not a group, so why are they so fixated on this place...? Yang Zhen chuckled.
It's obvious that the Shanggen Secret Clan has been obsessed with this place for at least three thousand years, so there must be something good here!
Thinking about good things made Yang Zhen feel better, and even the illusory figures around him seemed more pleasing to the eye. And when Yang Zhen was happy, he wanted to make others happy too; that's just how kind-hearted he was.
boom--!
"Multiple clones: Go to Limati!"
With a whoosh, dozens of Yang Zhen rushed in all directions, startling the leader of the Shanggen Secret Clan so much that he almost slipped into the swamp.
"Impossible! You... you actually dared to use the power of True Essence! You're dead! You're dead!"
Yang Zhen curled his lip, carried the Great Deficiency Sword, and approached the leader of the Shanggen Secret Clan. He squatted down and said, "Who told you that True Essence power can Shadow Clone? How could a goblin like you understand the methods of this Sage of Saunter?"
"We are the great Shanggen Secret Clan, not some goblins!"
Yang Zhen nudged the leader with his Great Deficiency Sword and asked, "What race?"
"Shangheng... the Secret Clan!" The leader trembled all over, his eyes rolled back, and he barely managed to grit his teeth and hold on.
The rest of the Shanggen Secret Clan members appeared one by one. Except for two unlucky ones who were killed by Yang Zhen's Great Deficiency chop, they all stared intently at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen glanced at the group of people behind him, and the rest of his clones, each containing a trace of his divine soul power, exploded with a bang.
Beat that bastard up!
boom--!
One of the Secret Clan was blasted away.
"This is real!" The others yelled and rushed towards Yang Zhen, only to be swatted away by Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen, who was squatting in front of the leader, shushed him and poked him with his Great Deficiency Sword. The leader shuddered again and whispered, "Don't tell them, okay? This is the real ' Sage of Saunter,' look how you shudder when I poke you!"
The leader looked at Yang Zhen with a terrified expression. "Devil, you're a devil!"
Yang Zhen slapped the leader on the head. "How could this ' Sage of Saunter' be something like a devil, something so lowly? I'm asking you, your invisibility is pretty amazing, how did you do it...?"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen glared at him and said, "If you dare to say it's a racial talent, I'll throw you into the swamp!"
The leader was almost in tears; his eyes had lost focus. Great Deficiency Sword's daydreaming ability was simply too powerful for him to handle.
Furthermore, Yang Zhen, that bastard, is practically a devil; he has the leader firmly under his control, both in terms of strength and cunning.
Seeing Yang Zhen's wide-eyed, terrified expression, the leader said in a tearful voice, "Truly... truly a talent!"
Yang Zhen sighed and shook his head, "This is impossible to play. You guys have talent, how am Sage of Saunter supposed to learn it? Tell me, how are we supposed to have a conversation like this?"
Upon hearing that Yang Zhen indeed wanted to learn this talent, the leader glanced at the Great Deficiency Sword with lingering fear. Just as Yang Zhen was about to slam the Great Deficiency Sword down, the leader swallowed hard, his neck stiffening as if he were facing certain death.
Bang bang bang!
More than twenty people landed in front of the leader, all with their eyes rolled back. Several of them vomited. What horrified the leader even more was that two of them had wet pockets and were hugging each other and kissing each other frantically. Those... those were two men.
"No, no, no... don't film..." The leader hurriedly waved his hands, creating a blurry image, and said hastily, "Well... it's not that you can't learn it."