" Yang Zhen... save me!"
A poignant smile bloomed on Hua Youyue's face, but two lines of clear tears fell into the air and landed on the Bone Mountain, splashing up a shimmering mess.
Everyone stared blankly at Hua Youyue. Her beauty seemed to dim the entire world, and her endless longing made everyone feel as if their hearts had stopped beating.
Even if Hua Youyue, that fleeting moment of beauty would be deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone present.
Suddenly, all of Yang Zhen's aura disappeared. He took a deep breath, and his emotions gradually calmed down, leaving everyone stunned.
Hua Youyue's words were so poignant that Yang Zhen's aura vanished completely?
Or is it that Yang Zhen is already severely injured and unable to use any of his strength?
On Bone Mountain, everyone looked at Yang Zhen with suspicion and uncertainty. Most of them even clenched their fists and gritted their teeth as they stared at Yang Zhen, their faces filled with a complex mix of hope and worry.
The Saint-level Divine Soul let out a soft "hmm," glanced strangely at Hua Youyue who had fallen into a daze again, and showed a hint of curiosity and confusion on its face. It turned back to Yang Zhen, imprinting Yang Zhen's figure deeply in its eyes, shook its head in disappointment, and slowly raised its hand, pointing a finger at Hua Youyue's forehead.
"Wait a moment!"
A deep voice rang out, and everyone's heart skipped a beat. Their eyes lit up and they stared intently at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen looked relaxed, even a little nonchalant. He let out a long sigh, looked up at Hua Youyue and the Saint-level Divine Soul on the stock chart, grinned, and said, "That's enough with that little girl's words."
Upon hearing this, the Saint-level Divine Soul was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Zhen suddenly made a casual gesture, and the Great Deficiency Sword shot into the sky with a bang, landing in Yang Zhen's hand.
"And another thing, before I, the Sage of Saunter, have even spoken, why are you in such a hurry to return to your place with the young lady?"
Snap!
With a soft sound, Yang Zhen, dragging the Great Deficiency Sword in one hand, stepped onto the Bone Mountain, crushing a white bone beneath his foot.
Upon seeing this scene, everyone's expression turned horrified, and their faces became filled with terror.
"A madman? Yang Zhen, this madman, really dares to walk up there like that?"
"Damn, this makes my blood boil! If I were favored by the Spirit Maiden Hua, I would do something just as crazy."
"What's the use of madness? One Spirit Wandering Realm, and the other is at the Saint level. The difference in their strength can't be described as just a small gap; it's like an insurmountable chasm."
"Quick... look! That Saint-level divine soul seems to be enraged!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they turned their horrified gazes toward the Saint-level Divine Soul.
Among the crowd, Little Dao Addict Han Yan'er was startled, but she was the only one who did not look at the Saint-level Divine Soul. Instead, she stared blankly at Yang Zhen, her eyes gradually becoming glazed over.
A strange aura emanated from Han Yan'er, extremely faint yet profoundly complex.
On the Bone Mountain, the Saint-level Divine Soul suddenly frowned, silently watching Yang Zhen. After a moment, he withdrew his finger, gave Yang Zhen a deep look, and said, "Young man, do you know what you're doing?"
Yang Zhen shook his head and continued walking towards the Bone Mountain. Behind him, the Great Deficiency Sword slashed across the countless corpses scattered across the mountainside, producing a series of crisp sounds.
"This Sage of Saunter doesn't need to know. Damn it, what Three Flowers Returning to Their Positions, what Three Flowers Ancient Scripture, what Three Flowers Holy Maiden? This Sage of Saunter only knows that the little girl is in danger, and this Sage of Saunter has said that if anyone bullies her, even if it's that damned heaven, this Sage of Saunter will stab her three times and six times!"
Boom--!
Suddenly, a deafening Thunderclap erupted in mid-air, and amidst the thunderous roar, the world fell into solemn silence.
Everyone was startled by Yang Zhen's arrogant demeanor and looked in horror at the divine Heavenly Wrath in mid-air.
A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Saint-level Divine Soul as he stared at Yang Zhen, a strange smile playing on his lips. He said, "Commendable courage, but your strength is too weak!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Saint-level Divine Soul suddenly pointed a finger at Yang Zhen.
Buzz--!
A terrifying shockwave rushed towards Yang Zhen, and Mo Xueling, Han Yan'er, and the others were terrified, exclaiming in unison.
puff--!
Yang Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning, but his body remained as firm as a rock. He continued to walk forward, and before long, under this terrifying pressure, he actually reached the mountainside.
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the Saint-level Divine Soul, as if Hua Youyue herself was quietly watching Yang Zhen.
"Young man, you are one of the most talented and resilient geniuses I have ever seen. It's just a pity that some powers are beyond your comprehension, and some things are beyond your control!"
At this point, the terrifying aura emanating from the Saint-level divine soul became even more overwhelming.
Yang Zhen could barely stand; he staggered like a frail old man, only able to stay upright by leaning on the Great Deficiency Sword.
"Yeah?"
Yang Zhen looked up and grinned, his mouth full of bright red blood, but his face was deathly pale, devoid of any vitality.
The Saint-level Divine Soul nodded and said, " The Bone Mountain Great Restriction is highly valued even by Saint-level experts. Although I cannot unleash its full power yet, it is not something a mere Spirit Wandering Realm youth like you can ascend."
"I want to try!" Yang Zhen looked up at the mountaintop.
Rumble--!
With a casual wave of his Saint-level divine soul, the entire Bone Mountain seemed to erupt, and terrifying waves of energy, like the might of heaven, suddenly condensed in mid-air and rushed towards Yang Zhen.
boom--!
Yang Zhen's body was directly knocked down by this overwhelming force, smashing all the bones on the ground into fragments.
Yang Zhen, who had already vomited blood countless times, had a blurry vision, his eyes bloodshot, as if they were filled with a layer of blood.
" Yang Zhen... Yang Zhen... Don't go any further!"
Hua Youyue woke up at some point, looking at Yang Zhen with an anxious expression. She struggled with her emotions, but her body seemed unable to move at all.
"Young man, don't you understand? Before the power of heaven and earth, you are so insignificant that you can't even stand up. Even if you have lofty ambitions and risk your life, you cannot change the inevitable outcome of separation by death!"
The Saint-level Divine Soul sighed, its gaze toward Yang Zhen growing increasingly cold, as if Hua Youyue was doomed to die, and Yang Zhen was ultimately insignificant in its eyes.
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen, who was covered in blood, with complicated expressions. Mo Xueling was pale, Great Master Su and Tian Rou hugged each other and cried their eyes out, Han Xun'er stared at Yang Zhen, her mysterious and profound aura growing even stronger.
Among the crowd present, almost no one was optimistic about Yang Zhen. After all, the difference in strength between a cultivator in the Spirit Wandering Realm and a Saint-level Divine Soul was simply too great.
Moreover, just as the Saint-level Divine Soul said, Yang Zhen will face not only a Saint-level Divine Soul, but also the Bone Mountain Great Restriction.
In this situation, Yang Zhen's death is almost certain.
Countless people sighed inwardly, their gazes towards Yang Zhen filled with incomprehension. Was it worth it?
However, just as the Bone Mountain Great Restriction erupted, Yang Zhen struggled to his feet once again, a more nonchalant expression on his face, staring at the Saint-level divine soul with awe.
"Damn it, you're making it sound so tragic and pitiful, do you think this is a tragedy?"
As Yang Zhen Yang Zhen each word, an aura of unparalleled resolve suddenly erupted from his body. His life and soul seemed to burn intensely, and golden waves of fire burst forth from his body. Dazzling golden patterns spread out from Yang Zhen's body.
Do you think this is a sadomasochistic drama?
Yang Zhen's voice still lingered. The next moment, Yang Zhen, all alone, walked step by step towards the Bone Mountain again.
"I'll tell you a secret!" Yang Zhen's voice was tinged with amusement.
"What?" The Saint-level Divine Soul was stunned.
"This isn't a sadomasochistic drama... it's a fucking wish-fulfillment story!"
boom--!
A colossal token, obscuring the sky and the sun, appeared out of nowhere, its overwhelming nine characters shining brightly, causing a tremor in everyone's mind.
" Nine-Step Heaven-Ascending Token!" the Shameless Cat yelled, "Damn it, kid, stop right now!"