But everyone looked strange when they heard it.

Yang Zhen is really too shameless. If he does such a thing, the three islands in the East China Sea will probably be in chaos.

The Golden Eagle Emperor showed a look of not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and looked at Yang Zhen and said, "I never thought that Young Friend Yang would have such a high level of attainment in the art of literature."

Yang Zhen waved his hands and said, "Thank you for the compliment. Actually, it's not that I have such high attainments in the path of literature, but that I have such high attainments in all paths. No matter whether it is a big path or a small path, it is nothing to me."

The Golden Eagle Emperor and others were stunned. Just as they were about to speak, Hua Youyue came with his men.

"Senior Donghuang has come from afar, Youyue is sorry for not welcoming you in person, I hope you can forgive me."

When Yang Zhen saw the young girl bringing people out, he handed over the task of arranging the Emperor Donghuang and others to the young girl, and disappeared into the crowd with the mean cat.

In the next few days, no one in the Sanhua Holy Land saw Yang Zhen and Jianmao again.

Even the prostitutes rarely show up, and I don't know what they are doing secretly.

That day, several emperors were drinking together. The Golden Eagle Emperor couldn't help but sighed and said, "The world has changed so much. I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would actually see such a genius like Yang."

Emperor Donghuang shook his head and said, "Whether Yang Zhen is a natural genius or not, I am not too sure about this, but he... is indeed the greatest genius in history. He can do what others cannot. Things that happen to him often make people feel dumbfounded."

Hearing this, Emperor Aotian showed a nostalgic look on his face and said, "The last time I saw that person was about 30,000 years ago. It's a pity that the heavens are jealous of talents. He and Yang Zhen are both not tolerated by heaven and earth. I really don't know how they cultivated themselves to the point where they have to hide under the eyes of heaven and earth."

"Hiding?"

The Golden Eagle Emperor snorted coldly and said, "I have never seen Yang kid hiding. You have never seen Yang kid's appearance when he was going through a tribulation. He was so fierce, as if the heaven and earth owed him something."

The three of them burst into laughter. Emperor Aotian exclaimed, "Why didn't Yang come out? What on earth did he do?"

The Golden Eagle Emperor waved his hand and said, "Young man Yang has always been elusive. He now suspects that the heavenly punishment during the Sun Shining Time is related to the Wu Lin Clan. He will definitely investigate the Wu Lin Clan's affairs."

The two of them thought it made sense, but they didn't think about it any further and just started drinking.

…

The Sanhua Holy Land became more and more lively. During the time when Yang Zhen was away, almost half of the famous holy land inheritances in the world of cultivation came to the Sanhua Holy Land.

The people from the three palaces and six gates, led by Maosheng Palace, and the leader of Qinglian Sect came in person, bringing Lin Miaoyi with him, to congratulate Yang Zhen on his wedding.

Even people from the three kingdoms came, including Dajiang Kingdom, led by Yunjie of Lachan Temple, and Shuiling Kingdom also had people coming.

When Yao Lao from Changyue Tower brought Lan Fangyue to the Sanhua Holy Land, the entire Sanhua Holy Land became completely bustling.

Yao Lao was still the same, looking at Hua Youyue with disrespect, and asked angrily: "I knew that boy had ulterior motives a long time ago. Now the wedding date has been set. Where is Yang Zhen? Let him come out to see an old man like me. After all, it was me who brought him into the realm of alchemy."

Seeing that Yao Lao was still in good health, Hua Youyue smiled.

Changyue Tower is of vital importance to Hua Youyue, and it was also in Changyue Tower that she met Yang Zhen.

Lan Fangyue is now married, with a respectful look on her face, looking at Hua Youyue with some awe.

Hua Youyue took Lan Fangyue's hand, and the two of them entered the boudoir. Everyone naturally dispersed, and Han Yan'er and others made arrangements for them, making them feel like home.

On this day, there was still one day left before the wedding of Saint Lord Yang and Saint Lady Hua, but no one had yet to see Yang Zhen.

However, outside the Three Flowers Holy Land, tens of thousands of cultivators have gathered. Those who are able to enter the Three Flowers Holy Land have all received countless envious glances.

On the one hand, they were unable to face so many powerful people, and on the other hand... calamity clouds had begun to gather in the sky above the Three Flowers Holy Land.

"Have you heard that Saint Yang is an existence that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth? The day of his wedding will be the day when heaven and earth will wipe him out."

"Yes, I have also heard that Saint Yang should not exist in this world, so he cannot get married, let alone leave descendants."

"What? There is such a saying?"

"Yeah, just like the existence of that person back then, didn't he leave no descendants?"

"That's true!"

A group of people were talking about it, and soon the news spread around the entire Three Flowers Holy Land.

Some people also scoffed at this statement or even glared at it.

"What do you know? Why would Saint Yang be afraid of a heavenly tribulation?"

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“Yeah, you are a bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the real thing. You have never seen what Saint Yang looks like when he is going through a tribulation. An ordinary heavenly tribulation is not even qualified to tickle Saint Yang!”

There were many different opinions and even a few fights broke out, but they were all harmless and were quickly calmed down with the mediation of many surrounding monks and the Three Flowers Holy Land.

That night, there were sudden sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the air. The sky seemed to be moved by some force, and violent forces were gathering.

Everyone looked up at the air in horror. The almost creepy feeling made people terrified.

"This is not a calamity from heaven, this... this is a punishment from heaven!"

"This is a world-destroying punishment from heaven. Oh my god, is this coming for Saint Lord Yang?"

"It seems that the wedding of Saint Lord Yang is really a disaster. Fortunately, we did not enter the Three Flowers Holy Land. If such a heavenly punishment falls, even if the Three Flowers Holy Land has three emperors present, it will probably be useless."

Countless people retreated in shock. In just a moment, there were not many people left around the Three Flowers Holy Land, and they all watched from afar.

Inside the attic of the main hall of the Sanhua Holy Land, Yang Zhen looked up at the dark whirlpool-like existence in the air with a faint smile on his face.

Hua Youyue snuggled up to Yang Zhen, raised her head and asked, "Are you scared?"

"Afraid?"

Yang Zhen showed tenderness on his face. He gently placed his hand on Hua Youyue's lower abdomen and said slowly: "Even if this world is destroyed, I will not let you get hurt!"

After saying this, Yang Zhen's eyes had become extremely cold.

At this time, a sinister voice was heard, and the sky suddenly darkened. Waves of violent demonic energy emerged from nowhere and enveloped the entire Sanhua Holy Land in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhen was stunned, and said to Hua Youyue: "No matter what happens, don't leave the temple."

As he spoke, Yang Zhen leaped up to the air above the Three Flowers Holy Land and said in a loud voice, "Which demon cultivator friend is here? I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"

(End of this chapter)