All the air in the Xutian Emperor Palace seemed to be stagnant, and an irritating atmosphere filled the entire world.

Boom! At some point, a sound as if the world was turning upside down was heard outside the Xutian Emperor Palace.

The hair of everyone present stood up, even the women's long hair was floating in the air without any wind.

"This breath, this breath..."

The mean cat showed a panic expression on his face and screamed: "Run, kid!"

This shout scared everyone and they all looked towards the cheap cat.

The mean cat…dug a hole in the solid stone ground and went in with a whoosh.

Seeing such skillful movements, many people almost subconsciously followed the cat to dig the hole, but after thinking about it, damn, it was a bit difficult to dig.

Even a fearless guy like Jianmao became so panicked that he even dug a hole. It was obvious that what was going to happen next would be absolutely devastating.

Boom! Before anyone could react, a terrifying wave erupted from the Tianxin Stone, sending everyone present flying onto the wall of the Xutian Emperor's Palace, where they were hit with a bang.

Yang Zhen stood there with a solemn expression on his face. Because of his great force, he plowed a groove on the stone ground.

"Digging grass, this is going to be a big deal!"

Yang Zhen muttered to himself and looked up at the dome of the Xutian Imperial Palace.

Boom! After a terrifying thunderbolt struck, the entire Xutian Imperial Palace began to collapse, as if it had weathered in an instant, turning into fine yarn that fell all over the ground.

Amidst the flying dust, a smooth streak rose up into the sky and rushed towards the air.

Even Yang Zhen only saw a palm-sized seal-like object that flashed by with golden light.

Not even the taillights were left for everyone.

Many people were choked by the sudden collapse and started coughing. They quickly reached out their hands to disperse the dust around them.

The Demon Emperor and Old Man Wangyue's faces changed drastically, and they jumped up almost at the same time and rushed into the air.

"Fuck, so ruthless!"

Yang Zhen cursed loudly and was about to jump up to chase them, but he saw two people descending at a faster speed than they had rushed up, with looks of panic on their faces.

After landing, the two of them moved in unison and drew a... dragon-shaped mark on the ground.

With a loud bang, the two men crawled into the hole they had dug. The gravel rolled over and buried themselves in almost a breath of time, and even their breath was completely stopped.

Something big must have happened.

These are two powerful emperors. Are they going to bury themselves like this?

A solemn look flashed across Yang Zhen's face as he leapt towards Hua Youyue and the Three Saint Ladies.

Rumble! In the air, after the dust had settled, no sunlight came in, but it was pitch black, as if there was a sky curtain covering everyone.

The rumbling sound of terrifying thunder seemed to echo in everyone's ears. The monks with low cultivation levels present almost instantly began to bleed from all their orifices, with looks of pain on their faces.

Death won’t happen overnight, but the horror of it is what makes people collapse.

Many people began to wail and wanted to run away.

The Great Sage of Nine Dragons showed a trace of shock on his face, and said to Yang Zhen: "Yang Zhen, hurry up, this is a punishment from heaven, a punishment that will destroy the world!"

Yang Zhen's movement in mid-air suddenly stopped.

"I wonder what the hell it is. It turns out to be a world-destroying punishment from heaven."

Since it is a punishment from heaven, there is nothing to worry about.

Yang Zhen grinned at the Three Saint Ladies and Hua Youyue and said, "You two, wait here for me. I'll be back soon."

Having said that, Yang Zhen ignored the absurd and horrified look on the face of the Nine Dragon Saint and leaped into the air.

The world-destroying punishment from heaven, something that even the emperor-level strongmen dug a pit to bury themselves in, Yang Zhen actually rushed forward like this? Seeing this scene, everyone thought that Yang Zhen was crazy, and very crazy.

Boom! In the midair, in the black clouds, there was a sudden deafening sound, and an endless shock wave swept towards the ground. Seeing this scene, almost everyone fell to the ground.

If this happened to you, even a sanctified body wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Boom! The air wave exploded, and Yang Zhen's figure suddenly dropped. The overwhelming air wave suddenly dissipated.

The people who survived the disaster looked at Yang Zhen in mid-air in confusion, with ridiculous expressions on their faces.

Yang Zhen... broke the oppression of heavenly punishment with one punch?

Rumble, the sky and the earth made a loud noise, and there were endless black clouds with flashes of lightning. The black thunders were like long dragons, surging and tumbling, making people shudder.

Seeing the black clouds in the sky, Yang Zhen was so scared that he almost turned around and ran away.

However, this time, he couldn't run away.

Next are the Three Saint Ladies and Hua Youyue. If Yang Zhen runs away, everyone present will probably die here.

Looking at the black thunder surging in the air, Yang Zhen grinned, looked at Hua Youyue deeply, and leaped into the air and continued to rush.

Hua Youyue trembled all over, staggered two steps, and a look of worry appeared on her face.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

She understood the look in Yang Zhen's eyes.

This was the first time that Yang Zhen showed an uncertain look.

The black world-destroying punishment from heaven killed the Three Flowers Saint and she had no choice but to reincarnate as Hua Youyue.

The Empress of the Su Imperial Palace turned pale, and she pulled her mother-in-law and said, "Grandma, is there anyone in this world who can withstand the punishment of the world-destroying heaven?"

The mother-in-law shook her head subconsciously and said dully, "What a joke! If someone could withstand the world-destroying punishment, the catastrophe of heaven and earth back then wouldn't have been so tragic."

The Empress of the Su Palace staggered, her face pale.

In mid-air, under the world-destroying punishment from heaven, a palm-sized seal floated slowly, as if absorbing the vital energy between heaven and earth. Amidst the golden light, it became increasingly crystal clear, revealing a mysterious aura.

Yang Zhen was in mid-air, and he didn't know when he had already grasped the Xingquan Sword in his hand.

Lines appeared in the air, and flowers of different colors appeared beside Yang Zhen.

"Desolate Heaven Festival!"

Buzz! As the heaven and earth were in turmoil, all the energy within a hundred miles swept towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen's aura broke through to the finishing touch in the blink of an eye.

"Come on, let me see if you can take me in."

Yang Zhen looked like a madman, his hair flying wildly, his clothes fluttering, and he leaped into the air with a sword.

The world-destroying punishment seemed to be completely enraged by Yang Zhen. With a bang, three black thunders fell.

Three at a time! Seeing this scene, the hairs of everyone present stood up and they wailed.

If Yang Zhen couldn't resist, these three black thunders would be enough to kill everyone present.

Boom! Three bolts of lightning fell on Yang Zhen in the blink of an eye, exploding, causing space to vibrate and turbulent currents in the void to run rampant everywhere.

Countless void forces exploded, making people shudder.

If this thing fell on everyone, let alone bearing it, who wouldn't be beheaded? "Here it comes, the world-destroying punishment. The world-destroying punishment back then was so terrifying, and the reason why no one could bear its weight was because of this eruption of the turbulent void."

Boom! The air exploded, and the void was filled with horror. Everyone stared at the scene in the air in a daze, forgetting where they were.

This scene is no longer something that human monks can see. Anyone who sees it will die.

After an unknown amount of time, the vibrations in the air slowly stopped.

Han Yan'er, who was far away in the Three Flowers Holy Land, sat cross-legged on the cloud platform with her eyes closed. Then she suddenly opened her eyes and a mouthful of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

"Yang Zhen!"

A look of horror flashed across Han Yan'er's face, and she blurted out subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)