Yang Zhen and his group forced Heavenly Spring Sacred Land to retreat, an event that caused a huge sensation in North Isle.
The rumors intensified, with some saying that the Spirit Transformation Realm expert from Heavenly Spring Sacred Land only spared Yang Zhen out of a fondness for talent; otherwise, even with the protection of Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, Yang Zhen and his two companions would not have escaped unscathed.
Some people say that Yang Zhen is not afraid of the Spirit Transformation Realm experts from the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land at all. Yang Zhen has killed Spirit Transformation Realm experts before, so what's wrong with killing one more?
As these two conflicting opinions spread rapidly, the time for the opening of the High Antiquity Ruins drew ever closer.
The entire North Isle was in an uproar, with countless people heading towards it, causing a slight change in the natural energy of the North Isle North Isle, with the waves becoming increasingly turbulent the further north one went.
The discussions about the High Antiquity Ruins grew louder and louder, and many cultivators seemed to have forgotten about Yang Zhen and Li Cangxu.
Until one day, Li Cangxu spread the word that he would wait for Yang Zhen in the High Antiquity Ruins.
Everyone then realized that Li Cangxu had used Yang Zhen as a Dao Entry, and that Spirit Transformation Realm expert from Heavenly Spring Sacred Land probably had no intention of killing Yang Zhen at all; he wanted Li Cangxu to personally resolve this matter with Yang Zhen.
For a time, while people were looking forward to the opening of the High Antiquity Ruins, they were also secretly anticipating the great battle between Li Cangxu and Yang Zhen.
In the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain, amidst the icy snow, two snow lotuses bloom on the mountaintop, gazing serenely at the setting sun.
Yang Zhen, dressed in a snow-white robe, seemed to blend into the world. As his long hair fluttered in the wind, he glanced back at Hua Youyue Hua Youyue at that moment was also looking at Yang Zhen.
"Are you really going?"
Hua Youyue's voice was calm, her face serene, yet a faint smile played at the corners of her lips. She looked at Yang Zhen as if she were looking at the whole world, as if everything around her was irrelevant.
Yang Zhen looked at Hua Youyue with a grin, not answering the question, but instead asking, "What brings you two here?"
Hua Youyue was taken aback, turned her head to look at the setting sun in the distance, and said, "We... we're worried about you!"
Yang Zhen took Hua Youyue's hand and said in a serious tone, "Little girl, do you remember when I told you that I'm actually very capable!"
Hua Youyue nodded, looking at their clasped hands, and without any hesitation, grasped Yang Zhen's hand in return, saying, "There's something wrong with this world, I..."
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, pulled Hua Youyue into his arms, and laughed wildly while looking at the Yun Duo in the sky.
Hua Youyue quieted down, rested her head on Yang Zhen's shoulder, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.
"Is there something wrong with this world?" Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes. "Of course there's something wrong, a big problem at that, but what does it have to do with us?"
Hua Youyue looked up at Yang Zhen, her expression showing surprise.
"Are you worried I'll die?" Yang Zhen looked down at Hua Youyue.
A radiant smile suddenly bloomed on Hua Youyue's face, and for a moment, time itself seemed to stand still.
Yang Zhen could feel his own heartbeat, and he could also feel Hua Youyue's heartbeat. Strangely enough, at this moment, when their eyes met, any words seemed inadequate to express their feelings.
"When I came here, I was worried you would die. After seeing you, I was worried I would die. It's strange, but at this moment, it seems that even if I were to die, it wouldn't matter..."
Hua Youyue didn't avoid Yang Zhen's eyes. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in her crystal-clear eyes, which were like the surface of water. "This feeling... is strange, but... it's very good... um..."
The next moment, Hua Youyue's eyes widened suddenly, staring unblinkingly at Yang Zhen, who was so close to her. His powerful masculine aura instantly dissipated all the strength in her body, leaving her stiff as she had never been before. It took her a long time to relax.
The wind in his ears, the clouds in the sky, and Han Yan'er in the distance all came to a standstill. At this moment, the world consisted only of Yang Zhen and Hua Youyue. When both of them closed their eyes, Yang Zhen even forgot everything else.
Han Yan'er quietly left, the Sun Shadow Saint Weapon in her hand trembling violently. However, Han Yan'er seemed not to notice, her steps were somewhat chaotic, and she did not realize that the path she was on was not the way she came.
This moment is almost unprecedented!
Yang Zhen had never imagined that a woman's lips could be like that. It felt like they were electrified, making his whole head go numb and his tongue unable to straighten.
However, this feeling wasn't uncomfortable; I floated along, as if I were ascending to heaven.
Looking at Hua Youyue's face, which was flushed even more beautifully than a face without makeup, Yang Zhen stood up, took a deep breath, grinned, and shouted towards the distant mountains:
" Hua Youyue, you are my woman, Yang Zhen's woman. From this day forward, if anyone harms you, this Sage of Saunter will make them vanish into thin air. Even if the heavens try to bully you, this Sage of Saunter will tear a few holes in them."
With a slight blush on her face Hua Youyue stared blankly at Yang Zhen's retreating figure, a smile blooming on her lips—the most beautiful smile in the world.
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed through the air, followed by a flash of black lightning.
Hua Youyue shuddered, her expression suddenly changing. She slowly stood up, grasped Yang Zhen's hand, and looked solemnly at the now calm sky.
Rumble!
In the distant mountains, a surge of avalanche air, as if the heavens and earth were shaking, roared and surged, instantly forming a torrent that rushed down the mountain.
Yang Zhen was startled. "Damn, it really can cause an avalanche?"
Down the mountain, Han Yan'er slowly wielded her Sun Shadow Sword, her skirt fluttering, her every move as graceful as a fox or a rabbit, as powerful as a lion or a tiger!
Sword light and snow shadows swirled and flickered around Han Yan'er, who was dressed in green, while countless snowflakes danced and swirled around her, refusing to fall!
Rumble!
The terrifying avalanche torrent arrived in the blink of an eye, but Han Yan'er seemed not to hear it. Only the hum of her long sword arose, and torrents surged forth. Just as the massive avalanche torrent, which blotted out the sky, enveloped Han Yan'er, a Azure Luan phoenix soared into the sky. The torrent gradually subsided, but Han Yan'er's sword dance did not stop at all.
At that moment, it seemed as if the entire world was dancing in sync with Han Yan'er's movements.
Hua Youyue stood beside Yang Zhen, looking at the now calm sky, and said, "On the way here, Yan'er had a highly respected fortune teller calculate..."
At this point, Hua Youyue paused, looked up at Yang Zhen, and continued, "You really want to go to the High Antiquity Ruins?"
Yang Zhen smiled and said, "We've come this far, I'd really regret it if I didn't go. What does the divination say?"
Hua Youyue hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath. "The world is about to change. Of the sixteen High Antiquity Ruins, none of them include you!"
"What the heck?" Yang Zhen was taken aback!
How could he not be there? Did he die as soon as he went in?
Let alone the inevitable battle against the Spirit Transformation Realm expert from the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land, even with Li Cangxu's ambiguous relationship with him, this battle shouldn't be without him in every single one of the sixteen hexagrams.
Yang Zhen looked at Hua Youyue curiously and asked, "What did the fortune teller say in the end?"
Hua Youyue shook her head and said, "He said that the three hexagrams of the world, if they don't appear, they won't appear. Even the High Antiquity didn't go beyond the number three. If you're not in any of the hexagrams, then it's more bad luck than good."
Yang Zhen curled her lip. "Nonsense, you actually believe that?"
"This fortune teller is very famous!"
"So what?"
"So... Yan'er beat him up!"
Yang Zhen burst into laughter, unable to stop, squinting as he looked towards the High Antiquity Ruins, increasingly curious about what secrets they held.