One sword?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's Yang Zhen and seeing the dazzling light emanating from him, Wan Quan burst into laughter, saying disdainfully, "Fancy!"
Buzz--!
A hundred ghosts paraded through the night, a terrifying Wu Guang, and ferocious dark light. Countless black shadows rushed towards Yang Zhen, among which a blood-red Sword Qi pierced through the sky and reached Yang Zhen's head in the blink of an eye.
Everyone gasped. No one expected Wan Quan to act so quickly. The crimson Sword Qi had already reached Yang Zhen's head before Yang Zhen could even react.
Wan Quan's body also disappeared into the air almost simultaneously, followed by hundreds of Ghost Shadow, rushing towards Yang Zhen.
The Three Origins Ghost Shadow Sword, A Hundred Ghosts Indistinguishable!
Rumble!
A terrifying shockwave swept over Yang Zhen, causing dust to billow and everything around him to rustle in the fierce wind.
Everyone stared wide-eyed and tensely at the source of the churning air. A figure suddenly darted out, landed on the ground with a thud, and rolled over a hundred feet before coming to a stop. He sprang to his feet with a thud, but coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground again.
"Impossible!"
Everyone stared blankly at Wan Quan, who was lying on the ground struggling to get up, their faces filled with absurdity.
The arrogant Wan Quan was actually defeated by Yang Zhen with a single sword strike?
Yang Zhen emerged from the dust, standing before Wan Quan. Shouldering his Great Deficiency Sword, he shook his head and said, "Disappointing! How could you do this? How can you be so untrustworthy? Aren't you at the Ninth Heaven of the Spirit Transformation Realm? Get up and keep fighting!"
Thump!
Wan Quan, who was about to get up, fell to the ground again.
It wasn't that Wan Quan didn't want to get up, but Yang Zhen's sword strike was just too powerful. Every bone in his body was throbbing with pain; he didn't know how many were broken. How could he possibly get up?
Even at his peak, Wan Quan couldn't withstand a single blow from Yang Zhen's door panel; how could he possibly fight back when he was severely injured?
Seeing Yang Zhen's disappointed expression, Wan Quan's face showed a look of existential doubt.
How... how is this possible?
It must be a scam, right?
How old is Yang Zhen, that he possesses such terrifying strength?
Just now, Wan Quan thought he could dodge it, but just as he was about to dodge, he suddenly found himself unable to move. It was as if some terrifying force was shaking his soul. It was a kind of tremor from the soul, as if he were facing a natural enemy. Only those who have experienced it firsthand can understand that kind of fear.
Wan Quan stared at Yang Zhen in horror as he walked towards him step by step, roaring, "What kind of power was that just now?"
A power never seen before, capable of directly shaking the mind?
No, it pierced through the entire soul, leaving no trace of power.
If Wan Quan hadn't had something that protected him, that sword strike would have already killed Wan Quan.
Yang Zhen did not answer Wan Quan's question. As for the power of momentum, Wan Quan, a cultivator who had been forced to cultivate like a duck, simply could not understand it. Sometimes, not all inheritances are beneficial to cultivators.
Just like Yang Zhen, if he wanted to find all sorts of inheritances, he would probably have already broken through to the Great Saint Realm by now.
But what can you do about it?
Such realms and cultivation levels, achieved through inheritance and the revival of heaven and earth, are utterly insignificant in the face of true powerhouses.
Yang Zhen arrived at Wan Quan's side, and with a loud Great Deficiency Sword in his hand burst forth with terrifying Wu Guang, making him appear like a War God, leaving everyone speechless.
"That thing on you can save your life once, but I don't know if you'll be lucky enough to survive this next sword strike."
At this point, Yang Zhen looked at Wan Quan with a half-smile and said, "If you survive this next sword strike, this ' Sage of Saunter' will let you go, how about that?"
But... but it's so good, my ass!
When I had the life-saving Spirit Treasure on me, I was almost killed by your sword. Now that the life-saving Spirit Treasure is shattered, no one can withstand your sword!
The people around Yang Zhen stared at him in astonishment, their faces filled with disbelief.
How can a person be so shameless?
To kill a person, you must first destroy their spirit. Yang Zhen's words could have directly angered Wan Quan to death, but it would have been more swift and decisive to kill Wan Quan with a single sword strike.
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with lingering fear. Who could have imagined that a disciple of the Shangyuan Sect who had disappeared for a while would return and be so terrifying?
Trembling with fear, everyone present became apprehensive, afraid that Yang Zhen had overheard their words. Given Yang Zhen's vengeful and vindictive nature, he might seek revenge later. What if he came to their sect for a 'visit'? Who could withstand that?
Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Elder Gou Shengtian, though his own face showed shock, understood why Yang Zhen had done this.
Gou Shengtian gave Wan Quan a deep look, knowing that Wan Quan was doomed to die today; he had already been made an example of by Yang Zhen.
Given Yang Zhen's personality, if his next sword strike fails to kill Wan Quan, Yang Zhen would likely find several reasons to give Wan Quan another chance, until Wan Quan finally dies.
Behind Wan Quan, Yue Yingying and the others wore expressions of surprise and disbelief, as if they had witnessed the most absurd thing in the world.
Especially Yue Yingying, whose bright eyes were filled with disbelief, stared at Yang Zhen with an unusually strange look.
Wan Quan couldn't even withstand a single sword strike and was injured by Yang Zhen?
What will Wan Quan rely on to defend against the next sword strike?
Everyone's eyes fell on Wan Quan's face. Even a ghost could see that Wan Quan was terrified, staring blankly at Yang Zhen with a look of horror on his face.
Just as Yang Zhen's face was about to show impatience, Wan Quan suddenly burst into laughter. He struggled to his feet, still laughing, and pointed a trembling finger at Yang Zhen, saying, "Kid, you're good, you're very good!"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, looking at Wan Quan, who was already exhausted, with surprise. He couldn't figure out what was going on. He said with a strange expression, "Of course I'm fine, but you're not. Did my sword strike go a little too hard and mess up your head?"
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone instinctively turned their heads away.
That's outrageous! Yang Zhen, that bastard, he's really relentless in his anger. If someone else had said that, they probably would have been so angry they'd vomit blood.
However, Wan Quan seemed completely unconcerned about his life, his face gleaming with excitement as he stared at Yang Zhen and asked, "The power that just erupted from your body, was that the power of heaven and earth? Was it... the legendary 'momentum'?"
Yang Zhen exclaimed in surprise, "It seems the inheritance you received is quite extraordinary, you even know about power?"
At this point, Yang Zhen nodded, then continued with a strange expression, "That's right, it's the power of momentum, the purest power in the world. Are you interested?"
Yang Zhen looked at Wan Quan with a leisurely air, and before Wan Quan could speak, he said with a half-smile, "You seem a bit fearless. Dao Body you have some hidden strength? Or... are you waiting for someone?"
Upon hearing this, everyone around gasped, staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
"Look, Wan Quan's expression has changed. Doesn't that mean Yang Zhen was right?"
"Is Yang Zhen a human or a ghost? At a time like this, he still has the mind to joke with Wan Quan. Could it be that Yang Zhen already knew Wan Quan was stalling for time and was deliberately waiting for the person behind Wan Quan to arrive?"
"This is terrifying! Yang Zhen is such a monster! Who can match his cunning and aura?"
Seeing the change in Wan Quan's expression, he suddenly burst into laughter, seemingly insane, and pointed his long sword at Yang Zhen, saying, "Boy, if I'm not mistaken, you also possess a legacy, and perhaps more than one. The world is undergoing a great transformation, with various holy lands and legacies emerging one after another. This is no longer the time for us to control the world."
At this point, Wan Quan glanced back at the several Dao Body from mid-air, a relieved smile appearing on his face. He laughed heartily, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and said to Yang Zhen, "Today, the ultimate winner is still me. Although I don't know where you got the courage from, knowing that I'm stalling for time, you still managed to remain calm. However... I can tell you, today you will die, everyone in the Shangyuan Sect will die, and the inheritance within you will ultimately fall into my hands."
What!
Upon hearing Wan Quan's words, not only the others present, but even disciples of the Sword Attendant Sect like Yue Yingying were taken aback and looked at the newcomer with surprise.
There were seven people in total, all of whom were emanating terrifying cultivation fluctuations at the Heavenly Cycle Realm. Under the violent air waves that blotted out the sky, endless lightning condensed in mid-air, rumbling and crashing, exuding a world-destroying power.
"My god, so many experts at the Heavenly Cycle Realm! What kind of beings has Wan Quan offended?"
"Seven Heavenly Cycle Realm... Clearly, Wan Quan has pledged allegiance to an extraordinary being. But what force could possibly send seven Heavenly Cycle Realm experts at once?"
The surrounding crowd buzzed with discussion. Yang Zhen also looked up in surprise, never expecting that such a remote and impoverished place as Youzhou Continent could gather seven experts at the Heavenly Cycle Realm.
I have no idea when that old bastard Wan Quan actually sided with such a powerful patron.
Seeing the ferocious look flashing on Wan Quan's face, clearly indicating his desire to fight Yang Zhen to the death, Yang Zhen chuckled and was about to speak when Gou Shengtian suddenly let out a strange cry:
" Yang Chen, quickly activate the mountain-protecting formation! Ruxue, take the disciples and Yang Zhen and leave this place. I can only hold them off for a short while. Go now!"
A terrifying wave of fire suddenly erupted from Gou Shengtian's body, almost igniting his soul, which startled Yang Zhen.
With Gou Shengtian's cultivation level, once he ignites his divine soul, even Yang Zhen can't stop him. He hurriedly slapped Gou Shengtian on the shoulder and said, "Elder, what are you doing? Are you risking your life?"
Gou Shengtian staggered, looking at the seven Heavenly Cycle Realm experts who had already reached above their heads. A look of despair appeared on his face as he said, "Kid, it's too late to fight now. That damned Wan Quan actually betrayed us and joined such a powerful being. Seven Heavenly Cycle Realm experts! Even if we activate all the mountain-protecting formations, it won't be enough to stop them."
Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Since it's too late, let's just watch the show from the back. Oh, and when things get exciting, don't forget to shout '666'!"
"Wh... what?" The astonishment on Gou Shengtian and the others' faces was so intense it was almost palpable.
At a time like this, who's in the mood to watch a play?
Let's see how you, Yang Zhen, get beaten up by seven Heavenly Cycle Realm!