Yang Zhen's decision to stay did not surprise Guo Hu and Que'er.
However, the two did not rush to leave the Tomb of Departed Souls, but instead followed Yang Zhen to the location of the Heart of Heaven and Earth.
"Not far ahead lies the location of the Heart of Heaven and Earth, young friend Yang. This journey is fraught with peril. Throughout history, no one from the Beiqi Clan has ever succeeded. All fortuitous opportunity and destiny depend on you."
Looking at the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison not far ahead, Guo Hu said, "This is the place where heaven and earth meet, the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison, where the Heart of Heaven and Earth resides."
At this point, Guo Hu pondered for a moment, then continued, "Don't force things that are impossible. Since its appearance, only one person has been able to successfully refine the Heart of Heaven and Earth. You... take care of yourself."
Yang Zhen laughed heartily and strode towards the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison, waving his hand and saying, "Senior, don't worry, I'm most afraid of death. I won't do things I know I shouldn't do, but..."
Reaching the edge of the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison, Yang Zhen paused for a moment, then turned and grinned, saying, "However, I haven't yet encountered anything I wanted to do but couldn't!"
With that, Yang Zhen leaped into the air, leaving a dashing silhouette as he crashed directly into the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison.
"Young friend Yang..." Guo Hu and Que'er's expressions changed drastically as they looked at Yang Zhen in astonishment.
Within the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison, Yang Zhen's body was suddenly engulfed in raging flames, and terrifying bolts of lightning, like long serpents, surged and undulated around Yang Zhen.
Rumble!
The entire world seemed to tremble, and waves of violent energy surged in from all directions. The flames on Yang Zhen's body became even more ferocious, and under the endless lightning, Yang Zhen's skin turned charred almost instantly, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"... careful!"
Before Guo Hu could finish speaking, Yang Zhen collapsed to the ground.
The two looked at each other, their expressions a mixture of bewilderment and regret.
"Dead?" Que'er stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the figure lying motionless on the ground, still engulfed in terrifying flames, with endless lightning crackling down on it. Even if he wasn't dead, he couldn't be saved in this condition.
Guo Hu opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. His eyes flashed with absurdity as he said, "That shouldn't be the case. If young friend Yang can move freely in and out of the Heavenly Punishment, how could he be unable to withstand the erosion of the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison?"
"Could he be faking it?" Que'er's expression brightened with joy.
Guo Hu shook his head and said, "It's not an act. Can you still sense the life force in Young Friend Yang?"
Seeing that Yang Zhen was almost completely burned to ashes, Que'er's eyes flashed with disbelief, and she exclaimed, "Impossible! How... how could he die so easily?"
Guo Hu sighed and said, " The fortuitous opportunity heaven and earth are predestined, and life and death are determined by fate. It can only be said that young friend Yang is not destined for the Heart of Heaven and Earth. Let's leave. Once the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison is activated, the Tomb of Departed Souls will be greatly changed. If we delay any longer, neither of us will be able to leave this place."
Que'er kept turning back to look at Yang Zhen, a strange look flashing in her eyes. After a long while, she sighed and turned her head away.
Not long after the two left, Yang Zhen staggered to his feet, brushed off the scabs on his body, and sat on the ground with a bewildered expression, looking at the violent surroundings with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
"Damn it, this shouldn't be happening. This place isn't as scary as I imagined, so why am I feeling this Sage of Saunter aura?"
As soon as Yang Zhen entered, an overwhelming pressure surged down from mid-air, like a terrifying mountain, making it hard for Yang Zhen to breathe.
This was the Will of Heaven and Earth, a Will of Heaven and Earth that Yang Zhen had never encountered before. Just now, Yang Zhen actually experienced the terrifying feeling of being intolerable by Heaven and Earth Rejection that the Demon Race had described.
It felt as if the whole world wanted to kill him; the sense of countless auras targeting him left Yang Zhen somewhat bewildered.
"No... I didn't offend you that much?"
Yang Zhen sat on the ground, muttering to himself as he stared blankly into the air.
What did I do to deserve this? Why are they targeting me like this? Do they think they can erase this Sage of Saunter from the scene?
Damn it, it must be the Heart of Heaven and Earth playing tricks. Even when Yang Zhen was bathing in the Lightning Tribulation or scrubbing himself in the Heavenly Punishment, he never felt such a chilling Will of Heaven and Earth. That feeling of being rejected by Heaven and Earth Rejection is really easy to make people despair.
Even Yang Zhen, who is fearless, was terrified just now.
On the other hand, anyone suddenly faced with the feeling that even God doesn't want them to live would probably be completely dumbfounded.
In this life, one can slay gods and demons alike, regardless of what monsters or demons they may be. Just charge in! They are beings that can be resisted. Even if one cannot defeat them now, at most one can hide in anonymity, find a secluded place to cultivate until one achieves mastery, and then emerge to seek revenge.
But if one is truly targeted by heaven and earth, how can one resist?
It was a terrifying feeling of being surrounded by the vastness of the world, with nowhere to hide and no way to resist; it was incredibly frustrating, and there was absolutely nothing you could do.
Sitting on the ground, Yang Zhen looked bewildered. He had always done as he pleased, and most of the problems he encountered could be easily solved. The biggest difficulty he had encountered in his cultivation so far was nothing more than being seriously injured, and there was no danger to his life.
Just now, Yang Zhen suddenly had a feeling that there was no way to avoid it, no way to hide, and no possibility of even hiding away to cultivate until he could come out and take revenge.
Heaven and Earth Rejection!
These four words sound a bit absurd, even a bit ridiculous, but when faced with this feeling, even Yang Zhen felt... a feeling of having no temper at all!
Rumble!
Terrifying explosions came from all directions. Hundreds of Saint-level restrictions in the entire Land of the Dead erupted, and boundless power of heaven and earth poured down from the sky, enveloping the entire Tomb of Departed Souls.
Under the overwhelming aura of destruction, the entire Tomb of Departed Souls was completely transformed into a forbidden zone. The terrifying Thunder Marsh Fire Prison exploded and surged, and the surrounding space was distorted into a misty haze by this destructive power. Ordinary people would feel a chill run down their spine just by glancing at it, let alone entering it.
After countless souls perished, the heavens and earth seemed to weep in terror, and all things became dim and lifeless. Thunder surged wildly, and streaks of purple lightning danced wildly in the air like purple dragons. Terrifying waves of fire rose into the sky, illuminating the entire firmament with light. The heavens and earth roared, blotting out the sun.
Countless Demon Race and human cultivators who were still fighting were startled by the terrifying shockwave emanating from the Tomb of Departed Souls and stopped in their tracks, staring in horror at the direction of the Tomb of Departed Souls.
Upon witnessing this scene, almost all the Demon Race cultivators knelt down in horror and respectfully kowtowed three times towards the Tomb of Departed Souls.
"Oh no, Pikachu, you heartless bastard, you actually detonated the Tomb of Departed Souls?"
Duan Sihai's face was ashen, covered in blood, and his clothes were tattered beyond recognition, making him look extremely disheveled.
Pikachu wasn't much better off, its face flashing with a cold light as it stared at Duan Sihai and said, "You're wrong. This isn't the Tomb of Departed Souls erupting; it's the complete eruption of the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison. From now on, no living being within a hundred miles of the Tomb of Departed Souls will be able to approach it."
" Thunder Marsh Fire Prison?"
A powerful human with a white beard standing nearby was shocked and exclaimed in horror, "This is the location of the Heart of Heaven and Earth and Earth, the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison! You bastards, do you want to plunge the world into turmoil once again?"
Pikachu laughed heartily, his face full of disdain. " The Heart of Heaven and Earth belongs to Heaven and Earth. Since you want it, we'll just give it to you. The Heart of Heaven and Earth is right there; if you want it, go and get it yourself!"
"You!" The old man's face turned ashen as he pointed at Pikachu and said coldly, "Under such a terrifying celestial phenomenon, who could possibly enter?"
boom!
A deafening roar startled everyone, who hurriedly looked towards the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison.
Two beautiful figures stood in mid-air, their robes fluttering, like fairies from heaven. One of them, a woman in white, held a long sword with a cold, sharp light, like moonlight, and suddenly slashed into the air.