The terrifying tremor caused the surrounding earth to shake. Han Yan'er saw the snow fox rush out and disappear into the world in the blink of an eye. She hurriedly cried out and followed after it.
Hua Youyue glanced thoughtfully at the depths of the mountains and said, "This level of fluctuation seems to indicate that some kind of restriction has been shaken."
Gong Sanhe and Death Shadow's expressions changed, and they hurriedly said, "Quick, quick, kid, let's go take a look. That snow fox's reaction is too strange; there might really be remnants of other Demon Race among them."
Yang Zhen originally didn't want to go, but since it concerned the Demon Race, he couldn't suppress his curiosity. Besides, Yang Zhen Han Yan'er didn't have much True Essence in her body at the moment, and it would be bad if she encountered danger. So he hurriedly called out and followed.
The Shameless Cat chuckled strangely, its eyes darting around, and followed after them with great interest.
Hua Youyue, who was at the back, gave the Shameless Cat a deep look, then leaped up and chased after Yang Zhen and the others.
The closer they got to the depths of the mountains, the more intense the terrifying tremors became. Han Yan'er had just recovered some of her True Essence and dared not use it casually, but the snow fox's speed was simply too fast, and she almost lost it in the end.
Yang Zhen leaped into the air, and with a surge of True Essence beneath his feet, a Somersault Cloud appeared. Amidst Han Yan'er's exclamation, he pulled her up and said, "I'll take you away."
"Who asked you to take me!" Han Yan'er glared at Yang Zhen, but didn't leave. Clearly, her feet were more obedient than her mouth.
The Shameless Cat chuckled and leaped forward, saying, "Kid, looks like this is going to be interesting. If there are any other remnants of the Demon Race race still alive, what are you planning to do?"
Yang Zhen curled his lip and said, "Like I said, what does this have to do with me, this Sage of Saunter? Since these Demon Race exist, they have their own destiny. Who can interfere except for the wicked heavens?"
The Shameless Cat clicked its tongue in amazement and said, "I never thought you'd start bringing up God now."
"In this world, who doesn't invoke the heavens?" Yang Zhen glared, clearly disdainful of the Shameless Cat's words.
"Have!"
Han Yan'er said firmly.
"Huh?" Yang Zhen was taken aback and looked at Yang Zhen.
Gong Sanhe and Death Shadow laughed heartily, saying, "Kid, there really was once a person in this world who didn't take the heavens seriously."
Yang Zhen became interested and turned to look at Gong Sanhe and Death Shadow, asking, "Who is it?"
Who's so arrogant as to disregard the heavens? Although Yang Zhen also disregards the heavens, there's a world of difference between him not taking it seriously and others knowing he doesn't.
Yang Zhen didn't take it seriously, but dared not say it aloud.
Damn it, in the Cultivation World, even a vow can come true. The rules of heaven and earth exist everywhere. All sorts of variables and fixed numbers left Yang Zhen completely bewildered. Even making a choice required using two small slips of paper to Opening Heaven.
In this situation, anyone who dares to disregard fate will likely be struck by lightning.
Gong Sanhe and Death Shadow seemed hesitant to mention that person's name. Upon hearing this, they looked up at the sky, and only after confirming that the heavens were not angered did they speak, "That person was a fleeting figure, yet he left an indelible mark on the world. He fought against the heavens with only one sword, and even slashed countless times at the heavens. In that era, no one could match him, and his fame has shaken the ages. Even now, people have not forgotten him!"
Yang Zhen was taken aback. He seemed to have heard of this kind of thing before, but he also seemed to have never heard of such a person. He suddenly felt a little strange. "Damn, is there really someone even more reckless than this ' Sage of Saunter '?"
Hua Youyue nodded and said, "There is indeed such a person, who, with only one sword, angrily slashed through three hundred and sixty Heavenly Tribulation."
Boom!
Suddenly, a fierce storm arose in mid-air, with bolts of lightning displaying the might of heaven. Yang Zhen was startled and stared dumbfounded at the blood moon shrouded in mist, the rolling thunder, and the turbulent dark clouds, his face completely bewildered.
"Damn it, I can't even say 360?"
Rumble!
Terrifying lightning churned within the dark, heavy clouds, once again revealing a blood-red edge to the clouds, creating a chilling sight.
"Young friend Yang, you must not speak so casually," Gong Sanhe hurriedly said.
"Don't worry, I'm just trying it out. Three hundred and sixty?"
Rumble!
Three hundred and sixty?
Rumble!
Everyone: "..."
Yang Zhen Zhenshi looked excited, then turned to Hua Youyue with a bewildered expression and said, "You really can't tell me?"
Hua Youyue nodded and said, "The might of Heaven is awe-inspiring; under the rules, who dares to presume to speak of Heaven's will?"
The Shameless Cat cackled and said, "Kid, you still have a long way to go. Compared to that guy, what you're doing now is nothing."
Yang Zhen curled his lip and said, "He is him, and this Sage of Saunter is this Sage of Saunter. He can Niu Bi as to angrily slay three hundred and sixty Heavenly Tribulation, but what about the last one? Was there even a three hundred and sixty-first one?"
Everyone was taken aback. Gong Sanhe smiled wryly and said, "Of course there are."
"Take a look?" Yang Zhen shrugged and said, "This ' Sage of Saunter' knew these people wouldn't have a good ending. After cutting down so many, they still got killed by the last strike."
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Gong Sanhe and Death Shadow both shook their heads and said, "Whether he's dead or not, we don't know. This person simply vanished without a trace. The world has searched the entire Cultivation World, but no one has found that name again. By the will of Heaven, even mentioning his name is forbidden, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Yang Zhen asked with great interest.
"Otherwise, the next time you undergo tribulation, it will be Heavenly Punishment!" the Shadow of Death Shadow said with a strange expression.
"Damn it, so arrogant?" Yang Zhen was taken aback. This was quite ruthless. Could it be that Heaven truly is a conscious being, constantly influencing all things in the world, especially living beings, with an immense will?
Rumble!
The thunderclouds in mid-air disappeared, but the tremors remained. A colossal object slowly emerged from the misty haze, the two large characters "High Antiquity it. Against the backdrop of the blood moon in mid-air, it appeared ancient and majestic.
" Ancient Spirit Clan!"
Gong Sanhe and Death Shadow exchanged glances. Gong Sanhe took a deep breath and continued, "I didn't expect even the Ancient Spirit Clan to get involved."
The Death Shadow chuckled and said, " The Ancient Spirit Clan has never liked this kind of thing, but I didn't expect them to be unable to hold back this time. Clearly, that old, immortal master of the Ancient Spirit Clan has figured something out again."
Gong Sanhe said with a wry smile, "It's always been like this. Wherever the Ancient Spirit Clan appears, there are always changes in the world. It has to be said that the Ancient Spirit Clan's mastery of the Constellation Technique is becoming increasingly profound."
"I just wonder if that bastard Qianhe has arrived yet. Perfect timing, I have some personal grudges with him to settle. I hope this old man hasn't disappointed me. But as far as I know, that old fellow Qianhe hasn't made any progress in recent years."
Gong Sanhe glanced at the Death Shadow and said, "You're overthinking it. The Ancient Spirit Clan hasn't made much progress in recent years, but in the last six months, Ancient Spirit Clan 've made leaps and bounds, already subtly surpassing several of the Great Saint."
"What?" The Death Shadow stared in disbelief.
Seeing the flying boats that blotted out the sky in mid-air, Yang Zhen was reminded of the Ancient Spirit Clan. Speaking of which, he had met the Holy Maiden Thousand Spirits of the Ancient Spirit Clan once. She seemed to be a woman who had stepped out of a traditional Chinese ink painting, exuding an ethereal aura. She wore no makeup, yet she was more outstanding than any other genius. How could Yang Zhen forget a woman who could rival the gentle and serene beauty of the young girl?