I have seen the origin of the magic pattern, why would I care about my life? Damn it, this is a typical case of valuing money over life.

The puppet demon bugs erupted, and the Quanyang Demon Emperor was in chaos. In this state, all living things in the world were the targets of the Quanyang Demon Emperor's fight. Who dared to rush forward rashly? Not to mention the origin of the magic pattern, even if the opportunity to become an emperor was right in front of him, no one dared to rush forward.

Seeing Yang Zhen rushing forward like this, everyone had a look of confusion on their faces.

A wry smile flashed across the face of the Nine Dragon Saint, and he sighed, "This is really Yang Zhen's style."

The mean cat laughed strangely, and stood aside, looking at Yang Zhen excitedly, saying: "Damn, this is Yang Zhen. Running away has never been Yang Zhen's character. Now it's going to be fun."

The Holy Lord of Nine Dragons glared at the mean cat and said, "In such a dangerous situation, what can he do if he rushes forward? There are so many bugs, and each one can penetrate the body's protective holy energy. Anyway, I can't rush forward, and I will definitely die."

The mean cat sneered and said, "That's you, Yang boy will be fine."

"You really have unconditional trust in Yang Zhen."

"That's awesome kid!"

The mean cat curled his lips and said, "Just shout six six six here."

Chen Xiaotian's face flashed with a look of doubt and uncertainty. Seeing Yang Zhen getting closer and closer to those puppet demon insects, he sneered and said, "I want to see how long this bastard can hold on."

The mean cat laughed and said, "Then you better keep your eyes open. If you are not careful, you might miss the wonderful moment."

Chen Xiaotian glared at the mean cat and snorted, "Yeah, I accidentally missed how this bastard died."

At this point, Chen Xiaotian and Jianmao stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

Shu Ya stared at Yang Zhen intently, and after hearing what Chen Xiaotian said, he said, "Be prepared."

"Ready?"

Chen Xiaotian was stunned, then laughed and said, "What preparations are you making? Could this bastard really be able to snatch the origin of the magic pattern?"

"Maybe!" Shu Yai's eyes were fixed on Yang Zhen, and he answered Chen Xiaotian's words with a serious face.

The mean cat on the side laughed and looked at Chen Xiaotian teasingly.

Even the Demon Lord Shu Yai thought that Yang Zhen could succeed. Chen Xiaotian's face was burning with pain, as if he had been clawed by a mean cat.

Chen Xiaotian snorted coldly, took a deep look at Shu Ya, then looked at Yang Zhen, as if he was sure that Yang Zhen could not get the origin of the magic pattern at all, and said loudly: "Under this circumstance, if Yang Zhen can still get the origin of the magic pattern, I will go back to the Demon Realm and never return to the main world."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked at Chen Xiaotian in confusion.

Angry! Chen Xiaotian was so angry and embarrassed that he even made such a vow.

Once Yang Zhen really obtains the origin of the magic pattern, Chen Xiaotian must return to the Demon Sect and enter the Demon Realm and will never be able to return to the main world.

Of course, Chen Xiaotian can break his promise, but if he is thick-skinned enough and refuses to leave the main realm, then this oath will probably become the biggest obstacle on his road to becoming an emperor, and he may even be punished by heaven.

The mean cat looked at Chen Xiaotian with a playful expression, and shouted to Yang Zhen: "Boy, did you hear that? Someone swore."

Yang Zhen exclaimed, turned around and looked at Chen Xiaotian with a strange expression, then grinned at Chen Xiaotian with a meaningful smile.

To others, this smile was just a simple grin, but for some reason, when people saw Chen Xiaotian's eyes, they felt a creepy feeling.

Chen Xiaotian had forgotten how long it had been since he had this feeling.

A tense and exciting feeling appeared on the body of a lord, and Chen Xiaotian's state of mind, which had not changed for many years, actually loosened a little.

A strange aura burst out from Chen Xiaotian's body, shocking everyone around him.

Shu Ya was especially shocked. He looked at Chen Xiaotian in disbelief and exclaimed, "The opportunity to become an emperor!"

Hearing this, everyone was surprised again, and looked at Chen Xiaotian with disbelief and envy.

Who could have thought that Chen Xiaotian found the opportunity to become emperor just by making a vow.

In other words, if Yang Zhen died at the hands of the puppet demon insect, Chen Xiaotian might be able to break through the emperor realm in one fell swoop and become a powerful emperor.

The mean cat had a confused look on his face, and he said with a cry of "Oh!" "Damn, this old guy's luck is a little too good, isn't it?"

Jiulong Saint took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the luck is indeed good, but... it is really absurd to use Yang Zhen's life as an opportunity."

The mean cat waved his hand and said, "Don't worry!"

"Don't worry?" Jiulong Saint's expression darkened, staring at the mean cat and said, "Under such circumstances, how can I not worry? Tell me why you don't have to worry."

The mean cat laughed strangely, looked at Chen Xiaotian with a playful expression, and said lazily: "Because this guy will never be able to break through the emperor realm in this lifetime."

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Chen Xiaotian: “???”

Shu Ya had a strange look on his face, Chen Xiaotian snorted coldly, and everyone around was dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief.

At this moment, there was a loud earth-shaking noise, and a ball of horrifying fire suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen's body. The tragic and eerie fire wave swept across the world, like an ancient demon crawling out from the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, which made people shudder.

The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped a lot, even the puppet demon insects froze and all looked towards Yang Zhen.

“Netherworld Fire?” Chen Xiaotian showed a look of shock on his face, narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly and said: “No wonder he dared to rush forward in front of so many puppet demon insects, it turns out that this is his greatest reliance, but it’s a pity... If you think that the Netherworld Fire can save your life, you are totally wrong.”

As soon as Chen Xiaotian finished his words, those puppet demon insects, who were eyeing him eagerly, let out bursts of hissing and rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Boom! The air waves rolled, and the puppet demon insects continued to fall one after another. Under the dark pressure that covered the sky and blocked out the sun, Yang Zhen was covered in the blink of an eye.

Countless insect corpses fell from mid-air and landed on the ground layer by layer. The Netherworld Fire on Yang Zhen's body was also shrinking at a terrifying speed.

Seeing this scene, many people were shocked.

That was the Netherworld's Karma Fire, which was capable of burning everything in the world, but it was actually being shaken by these puppet demon insects.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to die among the puppet demon insects, the puppet demon insects in the sky suddenly surged, and a huge figure appeared in the air.

"It's you! It's you!"

Roars were heard one after another, and the murderous aura of the Quanyang Demon Emperor was overwhelming. Waves of destructive aura burst out from his body, making people shudder.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them in confusion, and this time they also heard the words from the Demon Emperor Quanyang.

Hoarse, roaring, and filled with murderous intent.

The mean cat looked at the Quanyang Demon Emperor in bewilderment, muttering to himself: "Damn, this old fellow, the Quanyang Demon Emperor, knows Yang Zhen?"

At this point, the mean cat shook his head and said, "Impossible, how could he know Yang kid, he must have recognized the wrong person, right?"

(End of this chapter)