After realizing what was happening, all the members of the Ou tribe pointed at Yang Zhen angrily and shouted, "Who are you, you bastard? How could you break into the Ou tribe's forbidden area?"

"Where did you come from, kid? How dare you destroy my clan's creation? This is an unforgivable crime!"

"Come here, come here quickly, take this man down and protect the Saint."

A group of people were filled with righteous indignation, and everyone's faces became extremely angry. It was obvious that the people of the Xu tribe were extremely angry about the destruction of Kaitian.

Yang Zhen had learned from the cheap cat that the opening of the sky was a ceremony that the Shu tribe attached great importance to. Even the elderly and children had to participate in this grand and solemn ceremony. Yang Zhen also saw many elderly people and children at the scene. The cheap cat obviously did not lie to him! Seeing a group of people wanting to eat him alive, Yang Zhen did not care. He was used to doing his own thing. This little accusation was nothing. If he was angry, he would stab a bigger mess at will, even the saint girl. It was not impossible for him to do it.

It’s just that for things like this, can’t you at least give them an explanation?

Yang Zhen looked towards Bian Mao, and saw Bian Mao and Sao Ji crawling towards him.

The elder of the Xu clan snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to stop the crowd from cursing, stared at Yang Zhen and said: "This fellow Taoist does not seem to be a member of my Xu clan. Why can he enter the heaven and earth formation set up by my Xu clan saint? What do you want to do? What benefit will it bring to you if you destroy my Xu clan's opening ceremony?"

"Tell me, who instructed you to do this?"

"Could it be that he has secretly learned the unique skills of my clan, or possessed the blood of my clan? That would be even more shameful. Such a rebellious person should be thrown into the lava pool and drowned!"

A group of people pressed forward step by step, especially the elder of the Xu clan, whose nose almost touched Yang Zhen’s chest.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Yang Zhen suddenly roared loudly, as loud as thunder, scaring everyone.

Seeing the ferocious Yang Zhen, all the members of the She clan trembled, fearing that this angry guy would tear the person behind him! Although Yang Zhen was just a cultivator who had just passed the tribulation, it was unheard of that a cultivator who had just passed the tribulation could enter the restriction set by the Saint of the She clan.

Yang Zhen roared, completely calming the situation. His anger rose, and he pointed at the elder of the tribe and cursed: "Fuck, what are you yelling about? Ah, what are you yelling about?"

The more he talked, the angrier he got. Yang Zhen poked the elder's nose again and again: "Which eye of yours saw me destroy your opening ceremony? Ah, did you see it?"

The elder of the Xu clan looked confused, obviously stunned by Yang Zhen's scolding.

What's the point of scolding a fool? Yang Zhen raised his head and pointed at a group of people and said, "And you, what are you yelling about? Did you see me, the Saint, destroy your opening ceremony?"

Even Hei Laogui and others looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, wondering where Yang Zhen got such confidence from.

Damn it, who saw you disrupting other people’s opening ceremony?

So many people here saw it, okay? Who did you learn this skill of lying with your eyes open and speaking so confidently from? Although everyone was confused, seeing that a group of people from the Zhu clan were even more confused than them after being scolded by Yang Zhen, everyone felt a sense of relief.

At this time, naturally no one stood up to expose Yang Zhen. Many people even made fierce looks on their faces, as if they were supporting Yang Zhen.

That is, which eye of yours saw Yang Zhen destroy your opening ceremony, did he dig up your ancestral graves, or smash your statues? At this time, Yang Zhen suddenly pulled Gu Nuoyu in front of him, pointed at Gu Nuoyu's face and said, "Dig the grass, look, look, such a beautiful little sister, such a pure and innocent little sister, you said to sacrifice, have you ever asked the person concerned for his opinion?"

The elder of the Xu clan turned pale and was about to speak when Yang Zhen grunted and pointed his finger at his nose again.

"And you, you old man, are really bad. The saints in your previous era were human, but the saints in this era are not human?"

The elder of the Xu clan's face changed, and he was about to speak when Yang Zhen interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"See, this desolate expression, this face full of tears, this despair of not wanting to die? Tell me for yourself, is it cruel or not? Is there still human rights? Is there still humanitarianism?"

Yang Zhen was clearly talking nonsense, but everyone felt that... Yang Zhen said it well, Yang Zhen said it brilliantly, Yang Zhen expressed what everyone was thinking.

"This...what does this have to do with you?" someone from the Ou clan said with his neck stiff.

"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Zhen pointed at his nose, looked at the person who spoke, nodded and said, "This brother said it well, what does it have to do with me, damn it, why is it none of my business? If such a beautiful girl dies, it will be a great loss to the world. The world is big and belongs to everyone, not just your clan. Tell me, if Xiao Bingmei dies, will your sin be great? Have you offended everyone in the world?"

Yang Zhen's words were nonsense, and he almost believed them. He said righteously, "Am I the same as you? You are a bunch of barbarians. How can you understand my love for humanity?"

“Superficial!” Yang Zhen shouted, holding Little Bingmei’s soft and boneless cold little hand, and glared at everyone: “This Sao Saint is here today, let’s see who dares to have ideas about Little Bingmei. If you are stubborn and refuse to change your ways, then if not God, I will take care of your clan, and no one can save you. This Sao Saint says so!”

Yang Zhen's words were sonorous and powerful, and every word was like pearls falling on a jade plate, echoing in the mountains.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in confusion. Even Gu Nuoyu in his hand looked up at Yang Zhen in confusion, forgetting to pull his hand back.

"But...but we just want to awaken the vitality of the Xu tribe. Please, Saint, protect our Xu tribe!" The elder of the Xu tribe said anxiously with a face full of anger and shame.

Yang Zhen was stunned and looked at Gu Nuoyu in confusion.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Damn, what a misunderstanding?

Doesn’t Gu Nuoyu have to die?

How is this possible? If they don't have to die, why are these people showing such miserable looks? Seeing Yang Zhen's face dazed, the elder of the Xu clan came to his senses and shouted angrily: "It's worth it to use the life of the Saint Girl in exchange for the eternal life of the Xu clan!"

Yang Zhen glared, and the elder of the Ou clan trembled in fear: "Dig the grass, isn't this still going to kill you?"

At this time, Bitch Cat and Slutty Chicken had already run to Yang Zhen and pulled his trouser legs.

Yang Zhen swung his trouser legs and began to teach the entire Xu tribe a lesson, scolding them so hard that they were all confused.

You know what, it feels so damn good to teach the entire Zhu clan a lesson. Yang really likes this feeling a little bit.

"Is it worth it to exchange one life for the continuation of the clan's life?"

Yang Zhen glared and shouted, "Bullshit!"

Dog…shit? Everyone was stunned by the word “shit” and stared at Yang Zhen blankly, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Gu Nuoyu looked at Yang Zhen blankly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

The mean cat took the opportunity to climb onto Yang Zhen's shoulder and said in Yang Zhen's ear with a depressed look on his face: "Damn, kid, you made a mistake."

"What the hell?" Yang Zhen was stunned and looked at the mean cat with a strange expression.

I've been racking my brains and cursing for a long time, and you tell me I'm wrong? 　I finally caught up, huhu

(End of this chapter)