A grandfather and grandson, who were wandering around carrying a family heirloom, were spotted by people from Heavenly Joy Holy Land.
The matter is simple; it all depends on how the two sides behave. Yang Zhen felt that with the world undergoing such a dramatic change and various forces emerging, it was best to keep a low profile since no one knew the true nature of these forces.
But in the scene before them, the people from Heavenly Joy Holy Land clearly didn't know what it meant to be low-key. Their arrogant demeanor towards the grandfather and grandson was practically as if they had "I'm the boss" written all over their heads.
Yang Zhen was watching with great interest until the girl said something.
Perhaps seeing the resentment and suppressed anger in Lin Dong's eyes, the girl's disgust deepened. Pointing at the boy, she said, " Uncle Niu, go break his legs and destroy his Dantian and Sea of Consciousness. I want to see how much longer he can endure."
Upon hearing this, the boy opposite finally showed a look of horror on his face. His face turned pale, and he stared intently at the girl, repeatedly trying to rush forward and fight her to the death.
The old man, who was only at the Spirit Transformation Realm stage, was furious upon hearing this. He roared, " Han Wushuang, don't push your luck! We were just passing through when you inquired about our belongings and now you want to buy them from us. These items are for my grandfather and grandson to use in our ancestral reunification ceremony; they have no other use for you. Why are you being so aggressive?"
The girl called Han Wushuang scoffed and said, "Whether it's useful or not isn't up to you to decide. I'll ask you one last time, are you selling or not?"
A look of grief and indignation flashed across the old man's face. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Dong's expression changed again. He pulled the old man and said, "Grandpa, you can't sell it!"
Upon hearing this, the last trace of color drained from the old man's face. He turned around, forced a smile, and shook his head, saying, "Child, remember this: no matter the circumstances, you only have one life. Only by preserving your life can you survive, and only then will the future hold many possibilities. Even if my Holy Race is reduced to a single person, I still have Emperor Blood flowing through my veins. You must live on, no matter what."
The old man's face hardened with determination. He casually took out a full moon cloud disc, his face filled with reluctance, but his gaze remained fixed on Han Wushuang. He said, " Heavenly Joy Holy Land is, after all, a legacy from the Great Wilderness era. If word gets out that they have humiliated us, grandfather and grandson, it would be beneath our dignity. In any case, we are nothing but down-on-our-luck people. After we give you this cloud disc, could you let us leave?"
Han Wushuang's face lit up with surprise, and as he laughed heartily, his expression grew increasingly sinister. Despite his young age, his eyes were filled with malice and malice as he stared at the cloud disc in the old man's hand, saying, "I'm sorry, Heavenly Joy Holy Land never does anything that will cause endless trouble. But don't worry, there's no one else here. Even if we kill you two, it won't get out, let alone affect your status."
"You!"
Upon hearing this, the old man was consumed by rage, spitting out a mouthful of blood. A violent shockwave erupted from him, and his soul burned fiercely.
"Grandfather!"
A look of despair flashed across Lin Dong's face, and his eyes gradually turned bloodshot. " Han Wushuang, if I, Lin Dong, do not die today, I will surely make your Heavenly Joy Holy Land suffer endless destruction one day!"
roar!
A violent surge of energy erupted from Lin Dong's body as well. His gaze was fixed on a young woman beside Han Wushuang, and he said, word by word, "And you, are you really going to abandon me?"
Han Wushuang seemed to thoroughly enjoy this feeling. Upon hearing this, he showed no leniency whatsoever, but instead burst into laughter. He turned to another young woman beside him and said, "See this? This is Lin Dong, your childhood sweetheart. What 'descendant of an Great Emperor,' what 'recognizing one's ancestors'? Now, with the world undergoing such a great change, those without the protection of a sacred land have all been reduced to lowly trash. Life and death are predestined; how can you decide for yourselves?"
Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, only then noticing that there was a young woman next to Han Wushuang, with a pained expression on her face and a tear streaming down her cheek to the ground.
So that's how it was—betrayal by my childhood sweetheart!
Yang Zhen had been wondering why the grandfather and granddaughter, who possessed such a vital family heirloom, would so easily reveal it to others. But after seeing his childhood sweetheart, Yang Zhen understood completely.
Betrayal, blatant betrayal—this is the kind of plot Yang Zhen dislikes the most!
Sure enough, the young woman screamed and roared, " Lin Dong, are you still so stubborn? I have no hope with you. You can't even give me the most basic Cultivation Resources. How can I continue to stay by your side?"
Lin Dong staggered, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at a man beside Han Wushuang who had pulled the young woman into his arms, his eyes filled with disdain.
Seeing this ridiculous scene, Yang Zhen really couldn't stand it anymore; if she looked any longer, she'd get needle marks all over her body.
Before the young man could speak, Yang Zhen suddenly unleashed a devastatingly violent aura, with towering golden waves of energy. Behind him, the Qiongqi Heavenly Void roared furiously, its sound waves rolling and deafening.
After leaping down from the tree, Yang Zhen stared intently at the bloodshot in Lin Dong's eyes, sighed, and walked step by step to Lin Dong's side.
Yang Zhen's appearance startled everyone present. More than a dozen cultivators from the Heavenly Joy Holy Land exclaimed in unison, looking at Yang Zhen with suspicion and apprehension.
Such a terrifying aura emanating from someone at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm Ninth Heavenly Layer —how could everyone present not be shocked?
Seeing Yang Zhen's overwhelming aura, Han Wushuang, who had been arrogant and looking down on others, swallowed his question and stared at Yang Zhen with a look of horror in his eyes.
Lin Dong and the old man had already burned their divine souls. When they saw Yang Zhen, they both showed surprise, but they could not hide the despair on their faces.
Even if Yang Zhen's cultivation was extraordinary, even if Yang Zhen intended to save them, even if Yang Zhen could fight ten against one and kill everyone in the Heavenly Joy Holy Land, he still couldn't save the two whose divine souls had been burned.
However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Zhen walked up to the grandfather and grandson as if no one else was there, stretched out his hands, and patted each of them on the shoulder. The raging flames of their divine souls were extinguished just like that.
Seeing this unbelievable scene, Han Wushuang and the others were completely speechless with fear, their faces filled with panic.
Even Lin Dong and the old man showed expressions of horror, staring at Yang Zhen in shock, opening their mouths but unable to utter a word.
"You... you... who are you?" Han Wushuang finally mustered up his courage, hiding behind an old man from the Heavenly Joy Holy Land, and stared at Yang Zhen with a fierce but weak expression, asking.
Yang Zhen glanced back at Han Wushuang Han Wushuang didn't answer her. Instead, he turned to Lin Dong and respectfully said, "Young Master, I've come to take you home!"
Yeah, this is how you show off, right?
"What?" Han Wushuang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, her face filled with absurdity. "Who exactly are you?"
Not to mention Han Wushuang, even Lin Dong and his grandson were completely bewildered, clearly unaware of what had happened.
With his back to Han Wushuang and the others, Yang Zhen winked at Lin Dong. Turning around, his face was ashen as he stared at the young woman beside Han Wushuang and said, "Some people, for a single, invisible candy, lose the treasures of the entire world. Truly, every pitiful person has their hateful side... And you too!"
Yang Zhen glared at Han Wushuang and said, "So what if you're from Heavenly Joy Holy Land? Damn it, you're so insidious and vicious at such a young age. Be careful, things might not go smoothly. What are you glaring at me for? Come and bite me if you dare. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"No, impossible..." The woman, trembling in the young man's arms, stared at Yang Zhen with an almost crazed expression, saying, "It's impossible. Lin Dong has fallen so low that he only has his grandfather and grandson left. There's no way anyone would take him home. You're fake, you're fake, right? There's no way there could be a Holy Land's inheritance behind him."
"A Holy Land's inheritance?" Yang Zhen grinned and said to the young woman, "A Holy Land's inheritance is nothing. Your vision is limited to this. As for whether I'm a fake or not, you can open your eyes wide and take a good look. How could a frog in a well like you possibly understand the power and wealth behind my young master?"
As he spoke, Yang Zhen whistled into the air, and a moment later, a colossal object descended from the sky.
roar--!
How terrifying is the roar of the Heaven-Swallowing Hou?
The entire mountain forest trembled!
The faces of the people from Heavenly Joy Holy Land and Lin Dong and his grandson, who had finally managed to recover a little, turned pale again. They stared in horror at the Sky-Devouring Heaven-Swallowing Hou that blotted out the sky in mid-air, their legs trembling.
"Young Master, how's our mount?" Yang Zhen's lazy voice rang out, and the group of people swallowed hard upon hearing it.
Lin Dong burst into his grandfather's arms and cried his heart out!
This heart-wrenching outburst left Yang Zhen puzzled. She hadn't been putting on an act; why was she so emotional?