" Yang Zhen!"
Upon hearing this unique voice, all the chilling cultivators present gasped in surprise and almost instantly turned their gazes toward the source of the sound.
Elder Qian and Lu Qiju were both shocked, looking at Yang Zhen with suspicion and disbelief, their faces filled with horror.
She swore! Yang Zhen swore!
Yang Zhen, with a nonchalant and even slightly mocking tone, gave a thorough dressing-down to a Spirit Transformation Realm expert who had killed two Mahayana Realm stage experts in the blink of an eye.
As expected of Yang Zhen!
Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched Yang Zhen brazenly carrying the Great Deficiency Sword, accompanied by two scoundrels Shameless Cat and Flirtatious Chicken.
Even the Black Death Clan was taken aback, looking at Yang Zhen with a blank expression, seemingly stunned by Yang Zhen's scolding.
Everyone stared blankly at Yang Zhen, mechanically turning their necks as Yang Zhen moved.
Yang Zhen, casually carrying the Great Deficiency Sword, didn't even glance at the Black Death Clan still holding Han Yan'er and Hua Youyue by the neck. He turned to look at the even more nonchalant, Shameless Cat and slapped him. "Damn it, where's the background music?"
"What's the background music?" The Shameless Cat was startled when Yang Zhen slapped it.
"It's ding ding ding ding!"
"Ding ding ding ding ding?" The Shameless Cat looked bewildered, then suddenly realized, coughed, and solemnly chanted. "Ding ding ding ding ding, facing countless waves with pride, ding ding ding, passion like the red sun, ding ding ding ding ding..."
Everyone was stunned, their lips twitching uncontrollably.
Damn, no wonder he's Yang Zhen, he can still do something so absurd at a time like this, but... so cool!
Most people's breathing quickened as they looked at Yang Zhen with excitement. Although Yang Zhen was just a cultivator who had recently succeeded in his tribulation, his way of appearing, his arrogant attitude of not even glancing at the Black Death Clan, and his domineering aura still made everyone's blood boil.
Even though that Shameless Cat sang terribly, he still managed to pull everyone's minds back from being intimidated by the Black Death Clan's powerful figures.
The thought that tens of thousands of cultivators were silenced by a single Black Death Clan expert filled them with shame. Now, they all used Yang Zhen as an outlet for their pent-up emotions, erupting in unison.
Yang Zhen, head held high and chest puffed out, walked up to the Black Death Clan, grinning at the powerful Black Death Clan member. He curled his lip and said, "Damn it, what kind of skill is it to bully two girls? If you're so capable, fight this ' Sage of Saunter 'Sage of Saunter! If I don't beat you until you piss yourself, I won't bring background music when I go out from now on!"
Hua Youyue looked anxious, and she and Han Yan'er said almost simultaneously, " Yang Zhen, let's go!"
Hehehehe...
A series of angry yet mocking laughs rang out. The Black Death Clan expert tossed Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er aside and looked at Yang Zhen with great interest, his eyes, gleaming with an eerie light, growing even brighter.
"Interesting, interesting, another even more delicious-looking lad has arrived, I almost couldn't resist."
At this point, the Black Death Clan expert narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen staggered, and the two, Shameless Cat and Flirtatious Chicken, changed their expressions drastically, scrambling to Hua Youyue's side.
Buzz!
A deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth, startling everyone around.
Even Elder Qian and Lu Qiju changed drastically, exclaiming in surprise, "What a powerful aura! It has actually locked down the surrounding space. Is this the power of the Spirit Transformation Realm?"
Upon hearing Elder Qian's words, everyone present gasped in surprise.
Having locked onto the surrounding space, this powerful member of the Black Death Clan was clearly determined to kill Yang Zhen. Moreover, everyone had the illusion that a hint of excitement had flashed in the eyes of this usually playful Black Death Clan member, as if Yang Zhen was not a person, but a delicious dish.
"What exactly is Yang Zhen trying to do? Doesn't this madman know how vast the gap is between himself and Spirit Transformation Realm expert?"
Lu Qiju's expression gradually changed. He glanced at Elder Qian, who was holding the Soul-Slaying Saber, and his expression became gloomy and uncertain.
Elder Qian's expression was solemn. He nodded to Lu Qiju, who reluctantly responded. Clearly, the two had not given up on taking action against the Black Death Clan's powerful members.
"Although I really wanted Yang Zhen to kill this dark-skinned guy, it's clearly impossible."
"So what? Who would have thought Yang Zhen would go to such lengths for his woman? Even if he dies today, he'll still be a hero."
"So what if he's a hero? He's facing a Spirit Transformation Realm expert. Killing Yang Zhen would be effortless for him."
Everyone instinctively stepped back, leaving the space to the Spirit Transformation Realm expert and Yang Zhen.
The Black Death Clan scrutinized Yang Zhen with great interest, then spoke in a hoarse, low voice, "Boy, do you know how insurmountable the gap is between you and me?"
Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I don't need to know. So what if you're at the Spirit Transformation Realm? This Sage of Saunter has a question for you!"
What did you say?
Not only the Black Death Clan, but also everyone around them looked at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen curiosity, wondering what questions he would ask at this point.
Yang Zhen grinned, slowly raised his Great Deficiency Sword, pointed it at the Black Death Clan expert, and asked, "In your life, have you ever risked your life for someone else?"
boom--!
The Great Deficiency Sword roared, shaking the heavens and earth, and waves of violent energy swept across the sky and earth. All the power in Yang Zhen's body erupted at this moment.
Yang Zhen's face also revealed an unprecedentedly solemn expression.
Rumble!
Yang Zhen took a step forward, and the entire earth rumbled. He leaped into the air and charged towards the Black Death Clan.
In your life, has anyone ever risked their life for someone else?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's powerful and resounding words, everyone held their breath, staring in horror at Yang Zhen's outburst, which resembled that of a madman.
Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er were both shocked, their bodies trembling with disbelief as they branded Yang Zhen, and the Sun and Moon Twin Swords in their hands emitted bursts of humming.
Yang Zhen, you have to fight with your life on the line!
This is probably the first time Yang Zhen has fought so desperately; what kind of power will he unleash?
The Black Death Clan looked bewildered, then sneered as Yang Zhen charged towards them, "Overestimating yourselves!"
boom--!
The Black Death Clan pointed, and a black Wu Guang that pierced the heavens and earth rushed towards Yang Zhen.
Everyone was stunned by the terrifying Wu Guang before their eyes.
"That's the power!"
" Yang Zhen, be careful, this power is strange!"
This is the aura that causes all cultivators to fall to the ground in mysterious ways, their fates unknown; it is a strange existence capable of sealing off a soul and a spirit.
"Be careful!" Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er shouted in unison, rushing towards the Black Death Clan expert almost simultaneously.
boom--!
Yang Zhen held the Great Deficiency Sword heavily against his chest, and immediately felt an overwhelming force surge through him. He was violently propelled backward until he crashed into a large mountain behind him before coming to a stop.
A surge of fear erupted, sending rocks flying and burying the spot where Yang Zhen was.
"This... Yang Zhen is dead?"
Everyone stared blankly at this bizarre scene. Although they had already guessed the ending, seeing Yang Zhen fall to his death in a single move still left them feeling frustrated.
"They must be dead. Two Mahayana Realm experts have died like this, how could Yang Zhen, a Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator, possibly survive?"
"What a pity, Yang Zhen was a genius, but heaven was jealous of him."
As the Black Death Clan cackled and turned to grab Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er who were rushing towards them, everyone gasped in shock, yet there was nothing they could do.
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts..."
boom--!
Earth and rocks flew everywhere, and a figure soared into the sky, laughing loudly, the Great Deficiency Sword in his hand gleaming with Wu Guang light.
"Happy!"
Yang Zhen let out a long roar, and under everyone's horrified gazes, he stretched his shoulders and said, "Damn it, you want to start a fight just like that? You should at least let this Sage of Saunter show his face, right?"
"Holy crap, they're still alive?"
"Is this Yang Zhen... is this Yang Zhen some kind of monster?"
"He remained unscathed even under such power; is Yang Zhen's body some kind of ferocious beast?"