For a moment, neither the man nor the cat knew what was happening, but Yang Zhen and the cat could clearly feel the strong murderous intent from this man.

Yang Zhen looked at the scarred young man who suddenly jumped out with a bewildered look on his face, pointed at the golden road behind him and said, "The golden spiritual road you just mentioned, is this the one you mean?"

Although the scarred young man was a powerful cultivator in the Divine Wandering Stage, Yang Zhen didn't even want to know his name at this moment. The reason he asked this was only because he was a little curious.

As soon as he and Jianmao came out of here, a guy jumped out and said to him arrogantly that this road has always been here and no one has ever entered it, meaning that he should stop having wild ideas.

After exchanging glances with the mean cat, both the man and the cat smiled disrespectfully at the scarred young man.

The scarred young man had a gloomy expression and frowned, as if wondering why Yang Zhen was so arrogant. After a moment, he suddenly realized something and looked at Yang Zhen with a playful look and said, "Boy, is this your first time entering the Spirit Road?"

Yang Zhen was stunned, nodded and said: "Yes, how did you know that?"

With Yang Zhen's acting skills, how could anyone tell that it was his first time? Even if he entered the Red Lantern Room, which he had never been to before, Yang Zhen was confident that he would act like a regular visitor for ten years, not to mention entering a spiritual path.

The scarred young man sneered and said, "An idiot like you will only encounter this situation when you enter the Spiritual Road for the first time. As a cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, you see a strong man in the Divine Wandering Stage in the Spiritual Road, but you don't even think about running away, but have so many questions..."

At this point, the scarred young man seemed to remember something and asked, "Let me ask you, have you encountered any ferocious beasts emitting golden light along the way?"

Yang Zhen and Jianmao nodded at the same time, showing a look of horror, and exclaimed at the same time, "Are you talking about the kind of beast that turns into a golden ball after killing?"

Hearing this, the scarred young man's face suddenly burst into surprise and joy. He took two steps forward, stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Have you encountered it? What realm? It should be the Lianxu period, otherwise you would have died long ago. The golden ball is still on you, right?"

After hearing what the scarred young man said and looking at the expression on his face, Yang Zhen and Jianmao felt something in their hearts and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

The scarred young man was so nervous about the golden ball. Could it be that the golden ball was something very important? Now the golden balls were not only on Yang Zhen, but there were also many of them, nearly 600 in total. The cheap cat also had more than a dozen of them. It was killed by him using extremely despicable and cruel means along the way, and he paid the price of two tail hairs for this.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, took out a dozen golden balls from his arms, opened his palm, and asked curiously, "Is this what you are talking about?"

When the scarred young man saw the golden balls in Yang Zhen's hand, his eyes suddenly widened. They were really wide, and even the scar on his face was deformed. He took a breath, looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief and asked, "Where did you get so many golden life balls?"

"Is this thing called the Golden Life Ball?" Yang Zhen glanced at the golden ball in his hand, grinned with a simple and honest expression, and then said, "I picked it up on the road!"

"I picked it up on the road?" The scarred young man was confused, then he burst into laughter, inexplicably surprised, and nervous. After looking around to see if there was anyone around, his murderous intent became stronger, and he stared at Yang Zhen sinisterly and said, "Boy, take out all the Golden Life Balls on your body, and I can leave you an intact body!"

Yang Zhen's face suddenly showed a trace of horror when he heard this, and he stammered: "Okay, okay, take out everything on you first, and I can just punch you!"

The scarred young man's face was filled with ecstasy at first, then he almost bit his tongue, and coughed violently. His expression was gloomy, and a terrifying black light suddenly burst out from his body. He rushed towards Yang Zhen: "You dare to play tricks on me, you are looking for death, kid, don't you know the cruelty of the spiritual path?"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air rushed towards him, and Yang Zhen's heart moved, a little surprised.

No wonder this guy is so ignorant yet so arrogant, it turns out he has some skills.

Seeing the scarred young man rushing up, a buzzing sound suddenly erupted from his fist, like the roar of a ferocious beast, and Yang Zhen slapped the scarred young man.

Pah! A crisp sound came from the scarred young man's shiny forehead, and a strange wave of power erupted. The scarred young man seemed to be hit on the head by a huge hammer. He staggered and fell to the ground, and his head sank into the rock with a bang.

How is this possible?

A cultivator in the Lianxu period was knocked to the ground with just one slap when they met.

Not to mention spreading this matter, even experiencing it personally made him feel as if he were in a dream.

If it weren't for the heart-wrenching pain on his forehead and a stream of blood flowing down his cheek into his mouth, he wouldn't have believed it was true.

Yang Zhen slowly put away the golden life balls, looked at the scarred young man and said, "I suddenly regret it. If I punch you, you might die. I don't want to kill you!"

"Bastard!" The scarred young man roared like thunder, and the whole person jumped up from the ground like a toad, rushing towards Yang Zhen, with a long sword emitting black light in his hand.

Roar! A roar was heard, and a phantom of a ferocious beast similar to a wild bull appeared behind the scarred young man. The long sword in his hand glowed brightly, making bursts of noise, and stabbed towards Yang Zhen.

Pah! What awaited the scarred youth was not a sword piercing Yang Zhen's heart, but a strange yet familiar sound and the same severe pain on his forehead.

With a muffled thud, the scarred young man's head went into the rock again. This time, the scarred young man was completely stunned. He pulled his head out and kept muttering to himself: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. You are not in the Lianxu period. Lianxu period does not have such terrifying speed and strength."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Having said that, without waiting for Yang Zhen to speak, the scarred young man bent his legs, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and jumped up again like a toad, rushing towards Yang Zhen.

However, this time Yang Zhen did not hit the scarred young man on the forehead. The scarred young man looked gloomy and furious, but when he jumped up, he kicked his legs forward and miraculously somersaulted in the air. After switching the position of his head and feet, he rushed away.

"Damn it, he wants to run away!" The mean cat cursed, his face full of anger.

A ball of white cloud suddenly burst out from under Yang Zhen's feet, and the whole person disappeared on the spot like a ghost, leaving behind a series of phantoms. He flew in front of the scarred young man and slapped him in the face again in an ordinary way.

When the scarred young man pulled his head out of the ground for the third time, he had completely lost the belief in escaping. He stared at Yang Zhen blankly with an expression of doubt on his face.

Yang Zhen squatted down in front of the scarred young man, stared at him and said, "I ask, you answer. If you can't answer, or if I think what you said is wrong, I will plant you here."

At this point, Yang Zhen stared at the scarred young man's look of doubt and said slowly: "Don't worry, I have a formation. Although it is not particularly powerful, it is enough to ensure that you can't pull yourself out again."

The scarred young man's face changed, and he said angrily: "You, you, you...are you a devil?"

Tear it apart!

There was a sound of clothes tearing, and most of the scarred young man's clothes were torn off by Yang Zhen.

The scarred young man hurriedly covered his body with a horrified look, his face changed wildly, and he exclaimed: "What do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)