Que'er is twenty-three years old this year, which is only the age of Demon Race, but in reality, it is about twice as old as the human calendar.
Because the growth cycle of Demon Race is twice as long as that of humans, while ordinary human cultivators can live for about 150 years, Demon Race can easily live for more than 300 years.
For many years, like other Demon Race, Que'er had lived in the Void Rock Realm and had never seen a human. Like other young Demon Race, Que'er's impression of humans was that they were ferocious and terrifying, the kind that would frighten children.
Having never seen a human man before, Que'er already had a strong mechanical interest in Yang Zhen, and now she was utterly shocked.
The child in front of me looks only about ten years old... Heaven have mercy, Yang Zhen has lived for over twenty years, but in the eyes of the Demon Race, he is actually only a teenager.
In Que'er's eyes, the young Yang Zhen was so audacious that he seemed to fear neither the heavens nor the earth. Moreover, with the Demon God above him, what... what was he doing?
Que'er covered her mouth, looking at Yang Zhen with a horrified expression as he cursed loudly, becoming happier with each curse, which gave Que'er an extremely absurd feeling.
Isn't he afraid of death?
If you were to choose the most terrifying being among the Demon Race, and ask a hundred Demon Race, all one Demon Race would answer that it is the heavens. The Demon Race is an existence that Heaven and Earth Rejection cannot tolerate. For countless millennia, they have lived in fear between heaven and earth. Their reverence for the heavens is something that human cultivators cannot understand.
At first, Que'er didn't react, but by the time she did, tribulation clouds had already begun to gather above Yang Zhen's head.
A look of utter terror flashed across Que'er's face; her once beautiful face was now completely bloodless, and her eyes were filled with panic and helplessness.
The next moment, Que'er suddenly gritted her teeth and rushed towards Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, tightly covering his mouth and shouting in a panic, "Young Master, you've gone mad! Such insults to the heavens will bring Heavenly Punishment!"
Yang Zhen was startled, but after understanding, he couldn't help but chuckle. He forcefully pried Que'er's hand away and grinned, saying, "Damn it, you scared this Sage of Saunter! I thought the Demon Race Sage of Saunter's heaven was more docile and wouldn't get angry easily. Since there's Heavenly Punishment, that's good. If your heavens were more magnanimous, we'd be finished."
"Wh... what do you mean?" Que'er stared blankly at Yang Zhen, her expression dazed, clearly not understanding what Yang Zhen meant.
Yang Zhen didn't explain. With a clever push, Que'er floated backward and landed to the side. He laughed loudly, "You little vixen, you're quite something! At first you were cursing and swearing, but now you're willing to risk your life to save me. Are you really that afraid of the heavens?"
Que'er collapsed to the ground with a thud, staring blankly at the increasingly terrifying tribulation clouds in the sky. Her face was deathly pale, and she even showed signs of despair.
It's no wonder that Que'er is timid; even the spirits of the patriarchs of the Beiqi Clan around her have become terrified and irritable, let alone a little demon girl who has never seen much of the world.
Yang Zhen was amazed. Each of these terrifying souls exuded the terrifying cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Although they had no cultivation level, they were still among the strongest. Yang Zhen could kill one or two of them, but over the years, this godforsaken place had gathered countless souls. If they really fought, they would be exhausted to death.
The commotion in mid-air suddenly subsided, startling Yang Zhen so much that he shuddered. He immediately continued cursing, "Damn it, what happened? It's quiet now? You damn heavens, you lousy heavens, you stinking heavens! If you're so capable, make your Heavenly Punishment even more severe! Ha, even a little bit more would be fine! You're not chickening out, are you? Believe me, this Sage of Saunter will poke a hole in your body... damn it!"
Boom!
A deafening roar resounded, making Yang Zhen's hair stand on end. Endless Lightning Essence filled the heavens and earth, and the terrifying tribulation clouds in the sky began to boil. The endless thunderbolts, like giant dragons, rushed towards Yang Zhen.
"Young Master, be careful!" Que'er's voice was distorted as she looked at Yang Zhen with a resolute expression. Suddenly, a terrifying wave of True Essence erupted from her body and rushed towards Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen was taken aback. He stomped his foot heavily, and the ground beneath Que'er's feet instantly turned into a treadmill. No matter how fast Que'er ran with her eyes closed, she remained in the same spot and didn't get any closer to Yang Zhen.
"Stay put and don't move!"
Yang Zhen gave a low shout, and the treadmill under Que'er's feet immediately sped up.
Que'er felt her body being pushed backward, and only then did she gasp and open her eyes, staring at her feet in disbelief, her face filled with worry.
Yang Zhen was slightly taken aback when he saw the genuine expression on Que'er's face. This little girl was interesting. Whether she wanted Yang Zhen to save the Beiqi Clan or was genuinely grateful for Yang Zhen's enlightenment, her worry and concern were not feigned at all.
Damn it, who said Demon Race are a bunch of treacherous and cunning bastards? Come out here, this Sage of Saunter guarantees to beat you to death!
Judging from the Demon Race Yang Zhen had encountered, there were no humans more innocent than them.
Even that cunning old fox Duan Sihai actually uttered such deceitful words as " Ancient Life Sect, Duan Sihai " in front of countless cultivators with a straight face. Compared to people like Duan Sihai, the Demon Race is simply adorably naive.
Her naivety is almost on par with Yang, Sage of Saunter's!
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, tossed Que'er aside, and looked a little bewildered.
That's gone too far!
The terrifying tribulation clouds in mid-air suddenly turned blood red, shimmering with a majestic aura. The front half of the lightning was still silver-white, but the tail turned blood red.
Endless righteous energy and the power of thunderous punishment surged forth, causing Yang Zhen's hair to stand on end. Surrounded by raging Lightning Essence, Yang Zhen was now in a predicament.
Que'er had clearly noticed Yang Zhen's situation as well, her face filled with sorrow and despair.
Just then, Wu Guang Great Saint suddenly appeared in Yang Zhen's hand, accompanied by a series of angry roars. Under the intense Wu Guang, a terrifying figure appeared in mid-air.
"Roar!"
The Evil Shadow Black Taotie roared repeatedly, looked up, immediately shrank its neck, gave Yang Zhen a resentful look, and then roared again before charging into the air.
Rumble!
A terrifying giant wave surged forth, and endless lightning struck the Evil Shadow Black Taotie Evil Shadow Black Taotie, causing it to howl and roar in agony.
Yang Zhen stared in disbelief, his mouth agape, wondering if he'd seen things. That Xie Evil Shadow Black Taotie guy actually turned around and gave a resentful look?
Good heavens, this bastard's got some nerve!
Yang Zhen stared blankly at the howling Evil Shadow Black Taotie, then suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly shouted, "Damn it, hurry up and devour these lightning punishments! You're not using this rare opportunity to cultivate, are you addicted to getting beaten up?"
The Evil Shadow Black Taotie was stunned for a moment, stared blankly at Yang Zhen, then shuddered, roared fiercely at the sky, and swallowed a large mouthful of Lightning Essence!
"That's more like it!"
Yang Zhen laughed loudly and leaped towards the Heavenly Punishment.
The Que'er stared in disbelief and let out a gasp.
The next moment, Yang Zhen's cheerful voice came, and like an eel, he darted into the Heavenly Punishment.
boom!
A massive bolt of lightning struck Yang Zhen, causing sparks to fly everywhere. Yang Zhen let out a wail as his skin cracked open.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Damn it, you can even move the Fifth Dragon Elephant? I, this Sage of Saunter, am not impressed by anything else, I only admire you! Come on, bring on a few more, I, this Sage of Saunter, am going to unleash the Sixth Dragon Elephant!"
Within the barrier, the souls of thousands of Demon Race ancestors, along with a Que'er, all looked up in utter bewilderment at the unbelievable and absurd scene before them.
Is this even human?