Seeing Yang Zhen walk up and head-on confront two Heavenly Cycle Realm experts, even the Shameless Cat was startled. Staring wide-eyed and bewildered, it exclaimed, "Holy crap, kid, are you crazy? You're going to fight two Heavenly Cycle Realm experts head-on like that? You'll die!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen turned around, smiled, and said, "Won't you play some background music?"
The Shameless Cat covered its mouth, looking pained. "I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable and want to cover my mouth. May I also give you some of my 'penis' to kill you?"
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, turned to the bewildered Bai Shengbo and Tai Zhongquan, and said loudly, "Didn't you two seniors want to kill me? If you don't make your move now, you won't have the chance later."
Bai Shengbo's face was ashen, his gaze fixed on Yang Zhen with suspicion and uncertainty. That sword strike just now was his full-force attack; who knew why it hadn't killed Yang Zhen?
Tai Zhongquan stared blankly at Yang Zhen, still unable to comprehend where Yang Zhen got the confidence to fight two against one. Did Yang Zhen know he was doomed to die today and wanted a dignified death?
That makes sense, since two powerful cultivators at the Zhou Heavenly Cycle Realm are here now. Even if Yang Zhen has extraordinary abilities, he can't overcome the suppression of their cultivation levels.
At that moment, Bai Shengbo's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he roared, "Everyone of the Gujin Clan, listen to my order! Leave this place immediately!"
The entire Gujin Clan roared in unison and charged towards Yang Zhen. However, halfway there, they all stopped and looked back blankly at Bai Shengbo, who had turned and run away. Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Seeing Bai Shengbo turn and run, everyone realized that he wasn't going to kill Yang Zhen, but rather to retreat. Why...?
Tai Zhongquan almost rushed forward as well, but after seeing Bai Shengbo turn and run, he suddenly seemed to remember something. His face turned pale as he looked up, and he let out a strange scream and roared, "Everyone from the Ancient Origin Sacred Land, run! Run!"
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed through the air, a thunderclap seemingly appearing out of nowhere.
Before anyone could react, the entire world seemed to darken instantly, and deafening thunder roared as waves of violent Will of Heaven and Earth swept in, engulfing almost everyone.
Countless people's faces changed drastically. By now, they all knew what had happened. They screamed and turned to run. Many even scrambled and rolled, using the fastest speed they had ever traveled, trying to get away from there as quickly as possible.
Yang Zhen looked at everyone with a half-smile, raised his hand, and craned his neck to say, "Seniors, why are you leaving so suddenly? Are you still going to fight? Everyone's been quite busy, coming all this way, and you're just going to leave without even having a fight?"
"Get out, get out of here right now, you madman, get out of here right now!" Bai Shengbo's face was pale, and he was trembling with anger.
That bastard Yang Zhen actually attracted Heavenly Punishment, and a special kind of Heavenly Punishment at that.
Damn it, is it really that easy for everyone to avoid a Heavenly Tribulation?
He lived in constant fear, State of Mind would fall behind, and a thunderbolt would strike him dead from mid-air.
Heavenly Tribulation are terrifying enough, let alone Heavenly Punishment. Heavenly Punishment are not a test for all living beings; they are outright annihilation. Anyone who provokes Heavenly Punishment, regardless of their species—human cultivators, Ancient Clan, Secret Clan, or Demon Race —cannot escape it. Every single one is treated equally. With a deafening roar, Heavenly Punishment Heavenly Punishment only affect those who have provoked them, but also all things in the surrounding world.
Once a mark is left on one's body by Heavenly Punishment, it is almost certain that they will be targeted by heaven and earth every time, making their tribulations much more difficult than those of others.
Bai Shengbo and Tai Zhongquan were not Little White who had never experienced Heavenly Tribulation before; they had seen their fair share of Heavenly Punishment Heavenly Punishment, but they had never witnessed one so terrifying.
One moment the sky was clear and blue, the next, streaks of yellowish lightning descended from the heavens.
Huang Lei?
What kind of Heavenly Punishment is this?
I've never even heard of it, let alone seen it.
The reason Bai Shengbo turned and ran was because as Yang Zhen walked forward step by step, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The air around him seemed to become heavy, and the hairs on his body were getting cold. Bai Shengbo hadn't felt that feeling of being targeted by a natural enemy in a long time.
Just because he hasn't felt it for a long time doesn't mean Bai Shengbo has forgotten. To this day, he still vividly remembers the Heavenly Tribulation he experienced when he was first born.
It was a pale red lightning bolt. Bai Shengbo, who had just boasted after his birth, couldn't withstand even one Lightning Tribulation and was struck directly to the ground, lying sprawled out for a long time before he recovered.
He was a powerful cultivator at the Heavenly Cycle Realm, having experienced countless Heavenly Tribulation, none of which could compare to the last Heavenly Tribulation. That time, he narrowly escaped death, which was why he insisted on braving the Thunder Marsh Fire Prison – to hone the cultivation level he would gain during the tribulation.
After that incident, Bai Shengbo developed Yin Shadow of special Heavenly Tribulation, becoming extremely nervous even on rainy days.
The higher one's realm, the more one can feel the terror of the Will of Heaven and Earth. It is said that heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, but damn it, that virtue is only for beings of the lower realm. The higher one's realm, the less tolerant heaven and earth are, and one may be struck down in an instant without any room for negotiation.
The Heavenly Punishment that Yang Zhen has attracted this time is several times more terrifying than the pale red heavenly Heavenly Tribulation that Bai Shengbo experienced.
What does "several times" mean?
Even if Bai Shengbo is only slightly touched, he'll be severely injured, if not killed.
Seeing Yang Zhen brazenly chasing after him, Bai Shengbo nearly jumped out of his skin and roared, "You bastard, don't follow me!"
No sooner had Bai Shengbo finished speaking than another furious roar rang out, "Old man, what are you doing following me?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Shengbo was about to nod when he suddenly felt something was amiss.
Old man?
Bai Shengbo turned around in a daze to look at Tai Zhongquan, who was perched on a flying sword, darting forward. Tai Zhongquan then launched into a tirade of curses. " Bai Shengbo, you old bastard! Yang Zhen is after you! I'm not ready for my tribulation yet! You... you... get out of here! Don't chase me!"
"You..." Bai Shengbo's face was filled with rage. He gritted his teeth and chased after Tai Zhongquan: "Old bastard Tai, you are too unethical! At this critical moment, I am also not prepared to undergo tribulation. Why don't you and I join forces to quickly kill Yang Zhen? Maybe the Heavenly Punishment will disappear."
"Okay!" Tai Zhongquan a deep breath and stopped.
Bai Shengbo's face lit up with joy. He quickly stopped, turned around, and roared at Yang Zhen, " Yang Zhen, you brat, don't think you can drag us both down to the Yellow Springs Purgatory just because you want to die! Die!"
boom--!
A deafening roar resounded as Bai Shengbo's True Essence erupted completely. Towering waves of energy surged into the sky like tornadoes, and amidst the clanging of his longsword, terrifying divine soul power surged toward Yang Zhen.
"Brother Tai, come with me and kill Yang Zhen as soon as possible."
"..."
"Brother Tai? Tai... Tai Zhongquan, I'll beat your own mother to death... to death... to death..."
Frustrated echoes resounded throughout the heavens and earth, but Tai Zhongquan had already leaped tens of thousands of feet away on his flying sword.