" Yang Zhen, you two-faced bastard, what are you wearing? Didn't you say you wouldn't forge any more Iron Armor?"
Oh dear, Holy Son Lin's words were filled with such indignation and rage, and his voice sounded so aggrieved and wronged that Yang Zhen even wondered if he had gone too far. He hurriedly explained, " Holy Son Lin, take a good look. What I, this Sage of Saunter, have forged is not some kind of Iron Armor. Don't wrong this kind-hearted Sage of Saunter."
"Damn it, I'm not stupid. What are you wearing if not Iron Armor?" With a loud bang, Holy Son Lin unleashed a terrifying wave of fire, burning all the surrounding undead Death Zhi to death.
Watching the group of Death Zhi turn to ash, Yang Zhen's lips twitched with heartache. Pointing at Holy Son Lin, he said, "Damn it, Sage of Saunter Holy Son Lin, I've told you, I'm not wearing some kind of Iron Armor Sage of Saunter. You... you better not take your anger out on my Death Zhi Sage of Saunter!"
"You... your Death Zhi?" Holy Son Lin was completely dumbfounded, almost having a group of Death Zhi crawl on his face, and hurriedly spat out a wave of fire.
"Wow, that's amazing!" Yang Zhen exclaimed in amazement, asking curiously, "How did you breathe fire?"
If this happened on Planet Blue, locking Holy Son Lin in a circus would make him rich in no time, right?
Holy Son Lin had no idea that Yang Zhen was actually planning this; in fact, he was still completely baffled by Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen was clearly wearing Iron Armor, but this shameless bastard's serious demeanor almost convinced Holy Son Lin. And that wasn't all; after burning a group of Death Zhi Death Zhi, Yang Zhen also claimed they were his?
This... He'd rather die than lose his mother! Doesn't Yang Zhen ever know what shame is?
Holy Son Lin, already exasperated from being chased by a horde of Death Zhi for so long, was now completely disoriented by Yang Zhen. Enraged, he pointed at Yang Zhen and roared, "Bastard, Yang Zhen, you bastard! If you're not wearing Iron Armor, then what are you?"
" Iron Armor Version 1.0, a bit higher than your version... Iron Armor Version 1.0!" Yang Zhen answered seriously, while simultaneously grabbing a handful of Death Zhi in his hand.
Yang Zhen's Iron Armor Version 1.0, is far superior to Holy Son Lin's stripped-down Iron Armor in terms of concealing his life force.
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Holy Son Lin stared blankly as Yang Zhen casually reached out and grabbed the Death Zhi in mid-air, yet the Death Zhi showed no intention of biting him. Suddenly, he understood.
Damn it, Yang Zhen's Iron Armor is definitely a bit more advanced than mine. That bastard Yang Zhen must have come up with new ideas and improved the Iron Armor after he got back.
wrong!
Holy Son Lin suddenly froze, then erupted in boundless rage, charging towards Yang Zhen with a desperate, all-or-nothing roar, " Yang Zhen, you shameless, despicable, vile bastard, isn't Iron Armor Version 1.0 still Iron Armor?"
boom--!
Holy Son Lin's Iron Armor unleashed a tremendous shockwave, propelling him like a cannonball towards Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen stared blankly at Holy Son Lin, then exclaimed, "Oh my, you actually discovered how well this Sage of Saunter hid himself?"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen suddenly turned around, leaving a series of afterimages in his wake. With the help of his Traversing the Void in Midair Movement Method, he seemed to shift positions like an alien, flashing past Holy Son Lin who was like a cannonball.
Thus, to everyone's astonishment, Holy Son Lin crashed headlong into the sky full of Death Zhi, even more proudly and arrogantly than when Yang Zhen was undergoing his tribulation and crashed headlong into the tribulation clouds.
Yang Zhen glanced back, silently mourned for Holy Son Lin for three seconds, and sighed, " Holy Son Lin's Yang Zhen is beyond compare; even my Qi-transformed horse couldn't catch up with him."
"No!"
The Second Clan Elder roared, and a Heavenly Fire erupted from his body. He shot into the fire like a giant cannonball, following Holy Son Lin, which startled Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen watched with a strange expression as the two disappeared into the sky full of Death Zhi. The Death Zhi immediately went berserk, and in the blink of an eye, a series of ghostly wails and howls could be heard coming from within.
There were simply too many Death Zhi. Yang Zhen sighed. Even if he wanted to save the two, it was too late. He could only catch a couple more to give them a better chance of survival.
At this moment, countless people on the flying boats witnessed this scene and felt a pang of pity.
"It's over. The chances of Holy Son Lin and the Second Clan Elder surviving this time are slim."
"How could the two of them survive such a terrifying wave of Death Zhi? It's just a rumor that the Death Zhi can't enter the depths of the Mo North Abyss, so why are there so many Death Zhi in this ruin?"
"Who can say for sure? The Mo North Abyss is extremely strange. Luckily, we didn't rush in, or we'd probably be the ones dead now."
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly exclaimed "Eh!", which startled everyone.
Seeing Yang Zhen standing there frozen in place, everyone was horrified.
"What is Yang Zhen up to now?"
" Yang Zhen's ideas are wildly imaginative, and now that he's in his Iron Armor, he's probably the safest person in the entire Mo North Abyss. Whatever he does, all we can do is watch."
"Why does that bastard always have such good luck?"
"Luck?" someone scoffed. "How can someone have such great luck all the time? Strength is also a part of luck. You all saw Yang Zhen's luck, but did you notice his terrifying strength?"
"Hiss! That makes sense, but Yang Zhen is just too despicable, always making people forget about his strength."
The Shameless Cat looked at Yang Zhen with a blank expression, and exchanged a glance with the Flirtatious Chicken beside him, who was also eager to try and eat the Death Zhi. They were both a little confused, obviously neither of them knew what Yang Zhen to do.
The reason Yang Zhen was stunned was that he accidentally killed one of the Death Zhi.
It was because of this Death Zhi that Yang Zhen accidentally crushed that he suddenly sensed a strange, pure energy.
This energy was extremely subtle; if Yang Zhen hadn't been highly focused, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all. After a moment, Yang Zhen was overjoyed; he could absorb and refine this extremely strange, pure energy!
Damn, this is amazing! How much of this energy can so many Death Zhi absorb?
Countless Death Zhi have died in the entire Sealed Land, but only Yang Zhen has discovered this trace of pure energy. It's not because Yang Zhen has exceptional talent, although his talent is indeed very strong.
The reason why only Yang Zhen could sense this power was because this power had an extremely similar aura to the Void Power seed within Yang Zhen's body that had not fluctuated at all.
Could these Death Zhi contain the Void Power?
Thinking of this, even with Yang Zhen's outspoken personality, he couldn't help but get excited and turned to rush towards the cultivators who were still desperately burning the Death Zhi.
"Damn it, let go of those mosquitoes, let me handle them!"
boom--!
A monstrous wave of energy erupted from Yang Zhen, instantly becoming overwhelming.
Driven by True Essence essence, the Half-Life Heavenly Fire exploded, and golden lotuses covered the sky, startling everyone. Even the vicious and ruthless Death Zhi were startled and instantly retreated several feet.
Yang Zhen laughed loudly and started chasing after the Death Zhi.
Seeing the terrifying horde of Death Zhi being chased all over the place by Yang Zhen alone, everyone present stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded.
Even the Shameless Cat gaped, staring blankly at Yang Zhen: "Damn it, when this kid goes crazy, he'll even chase bugs?"