Yang Zhen had no idea what the consequences would be after the Demon God Territory opened the Abyss, nor what the consequences would be after the Heaven-Deceiving Curtain was removed, or even what these Demon Puppet, these so-called disciples of the Holy Palace, were trying to do.
All he knows now is that he is dying.
Yang Zhen didn't know what would emerge after the Abyss opened, but once the Demon God Territory removed the Heaven-Deceiving Curtain, the terrifying lightning punishment from the heavens would definitely target him first, because no one present could compare to him in terms of being intolerable to Heaven and Earth Rejection.
And those Demon Puppet —although we don't know what Heavenly Wrath things they did 30,000 years ago, judging from the current situation, these guys are definitely the kind of people who are capable of anything.
Why these two forces are irreconcilable, we don't know, and we dare not ask.
Yang Zhen Yang Zhen really didn't want to care about their lives or deaths, so he originally planned to keep a low profile and just watch the show.
But now that they're all going to die, if Yang Zhen continues to watch the spectacle, he'll lose his own life.
This is simply unacceptable!
Seeing the terrifying Heavenly Punishment lightning in mid-air, the so-called Ten Thunder Heavenly Punishment, and looking at the precariously Heaven-Deceiving Curtain, as well as a group of people with red eyes who wanted to release the Abyss, Yang Zhen sighed and walked step by step towards the middle of the two sides.
This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned, and all eyes turned to Yang Zhen.
This was the first time Yang Zhen had ever faced so many eyes: tens of thousands of people with bloodshot eyes who wanted to rush up and fight, the Demon God Territory who were furious and about to pounce, plus hundreds of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm Demon Puppet in mid-air. Goodness, even though Yang Zhen had a thick skin, he had an urge to turn around and leave.
The Shameless Cat was startled, its eyes widening as it let out a shriek. "Hey kid, what are you doing there? Tired of living? Come back right now, let's see if we can break out!"
"Charge out?"
Yang Zhen curled his lip and said to the Shameless Cat, "Believe me, if we could break out, we'd already be outside."
"What did you say?" The Shameless Cat was stunned, and asked in surprise, "We can't get out?"
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "At my speed, even if I were to carry you, we wouldn't have enough time to break out before we were sealed off."
Yang Zhen did not hide this fact, nor did he need to. He could sense an extremely terrifying aura in the Abyss, but he was pressed for time at the time and did not have time to properly perceive it.
Now that the Abyss is stirring, Yang Zhen has a feeling that if the Demon God Territory were to open the Abyss, none of the people present would be able to escape, no matter what method they used.
Just look at the big, dark Mo Wu in mid-air, and you'll know that if these people can't stop Feng Wuya, they will definitely try to escape. At that time, tens of thousands of cultivators and Thought Power will not be as important as their own lives.
Awoo--!
A hysterical roar rang out, and the first cultivator to rush onto the stage lunged at Yang Zhen with bloodshot eyes.
Yes, it really did bite. With such a long neck, Yang Zhen was worried it might snap off with a snap.
With such speed and strength, Yang Zhen naturally wouldn't let him actually bite. He pressed his hand on the man's forehead and said to Feng Wuya, who was still in a daze on the stage, "Senior, don't rush to open the Abyss. Let's talk this out."
Can't we talk this out?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, not only Feng Wuya, but everyone on the stage was stunned.
As Yang Zhen unleashed countless Shadow Clone, each pressing one onto the forehead of the charging cultivator, Feng Wuya showed surprise for the first time. "You're Yang Zhen?"
Oh my?
Yang Zhen was somewhat surprised; had he become this famous now?
Even someone like Feng Wuya knows his name?
But now that we know his name, things will be much easier.
Yang Zhen turned his head and grinned, saying, "Yes, I am Yang Zhen. Senior, could you give me a moment to talk to these people?"
"Absurd!" Feng Wuya frowned, looking at the cultivators who were still rushing upwards, and said, "Look at these people, do you think they can talk to you calmly? They have already been Devil Transformation. This is a method used by the Demon Puppet to control people's minds. In time, the Demon Puppet will control even more people. Do you want to talk to them one by one?"
Yang Zhen sighed, about to speak, when the Central Emperor suddenly walked up with a strange expression and said, "Lord, why don't... let Yang Zhen give it a try?"
Feng Wuya was taken aback, glanced at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, opened his mouth but before he could say anything, the Heavenly Venerable Five Wheels also came to the group's side and said, "Boy, do you really have a way?"
This time, Feng Wuya was truly stunned. He frowned and said, " Yang Zhen, you only have less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Is that alright?"
"That works, that works. A cup of tea's time is enough to talk a lot." Yang Zhen grinned, just about to begin, when suddenly a cold snort came from behind him.
In mid-air, Mo Wu looked at Yang Zhen with a playful expression and said, "Boy, in tens of thousands of years, you are the most arrogant person I have ever seen. You actually want to talk to my puppet?"
Yang Zhen glanced at Mo Wu. This guy, whose face was obscured, didn't even dare to show his face. It wasn't surprising that he did something so Heavenly Wrath.
"Old man, I'm not trying to be mean, but even bad guys need to act like bad guys. If you were in our village, you'd be locked up for life, and serve as a perpetual negative example. You're miles worse than being a bad guy."
"You bastard!"
Mo Wu snorted coldly and said, "Boy, do you believe that I can turn you into a walking corpse with just one glare?"
Yang Zhen stared blankly at Mo Wu, his face full of disappointment. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "His intelligence is really disappointing. How has this guy managed to swagger around like this until now?"
Although the voice was soft, what were the cultivation levels of everyone present?
Almost everyone heard Yang Zhen's words, and they all stared at Yang Zhen in astonishment.
Mo Wu's face turned red, a real, deep red, a dark, purplish-red. He glared at Yang Zhen and roared, "I hate it when people say I'm mentally deficient!"
boom--!
An overwhelming and terrifying Literary Talent Qi burst forth from nowhere, as violent as a vast ocean, pouring down from mid-air and crashing towards Yang Zhen, sending chills down one's spine.
Everyone was startled, especially Feng Wuya, who snorted coldly and was about to help Yang Zhen resolve the situation when his expression froze, and then his face changed drastically.
Yang Zhen didn't even glance at the raging Literary Talent Qi; he simply grinned at the sky, and a golden light, like a sharp sword cleaving the heavens and earth, shot straight into the sky.
Buzz--!
Wherever the golden light passed, the black, torrent-like Literary Talent Qi disintegrated and vanished without a trace, as if destroyed by fire.
When it comes to Literary Talent Qi, we've never been afraid!
Countless Yang Zhen shattered and then transformed into golden light, soaring into the sky and instantly forming large characters that floated in mid-air.
When the three large characters of the Tao Te Ching appeared in everyone's sight, countless people were stunned. Even the ordinary cultivators with bloodshot eyes stopped and stared blankly at the golden characters that appeared in mid-air.
"Come, come, little sunflower class is in session! Today I'm going to teach you what... morality is!"
Both Feng Wuya and Mo Wu were astonished when they saw the golden characters, exclaiming in horror, "Impossible!"