If there were enough people, Yang Zhen even had the confidence that he could poke a hole in the sky and earth with one sword, but the limitations of this thing were too great.

First, there must be many, many people, and if everyone contributes a little bit of mind power, when will it be possible to gather enough power to contend with the heaven and earth? Secondly, these people must also be willing to contribute their mind power, which is very difficult to do.

Yang Zhen is not some great charlatan. He was able to gather the mental power of tens of thousands of cultivators only by chance. He saved so many lives by coincidence, and fought against the heaven and earth with his own strength and killed the Demon Five, which aroused the fanaticism of tens of thousands of people.

If Yang Zhen was not fighting against heaven and earth, not trying to kill Demon Five, but was fighting with other people, no one would contribute any mental power to you.

After a while, it was good enough that these people still remembered Yang Zhen. Contribute? Who are you? Therefore, this kind of power was the one that Yang Zhen disliked the most, which was far inferior to the power that he had in his hands.

After hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone present had an urge to strangle Yang Zhen to death.

Wulun Tianzun's eyes widened and he said, "Boy, what do you know? In the Great Wilderness Era, countless people have made thousands or tens of thousands of years of effort to gather their telekinesis. The Demon Sect has been working hard to study this power and develop demon puppets and demons. In the Great Wilderness Era, the number of disciples of the Demon Sect was almost half of the Great Wilderness World combined. So you should have some understanding of how powerful they are, right?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhen was shocked. Is there really such a thing? But wouldn't it be like losing the watermelon and picking up the sesame seeds?

Among those powerful emperors, which one needs this kind of strength to fight against heaven and earth?

Anyway, Yang Zhen was very disdainful of this kind of power. He was not trying to develop any religious beliefs, so why did he need so many believers? Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, everyone knew that they could not persuade him.

Feng Wuya shook his head and sighed, muttering to himself, "It's a pity that a man born to be the master of a region has such a carefree personality. Time and fate, cause and effect, are indeed mysterious."

Yang Zhen didn't know what Feng Wuya was mumbling about, nor did he care much about it. He asked curiously, "Besides the Demon God Territory, are there any other major forces emerging?"

One demon god leader is obviously not enough to fight against the entire Demon Sect, and Yang Zhen is still very worried about his life.

He didn't want to fall asleep, so he saw a sinister demon puppet standing at the head of the bed, holding a knife and gesturing where to chop. It was very scary.

However, it is obvious that in the Western Regions, only the Demon God Territory is relatively powerful, and only they can unite other forces to fight against the Demon Sect.

Yang Zhen could act as a matchmaker for the Demon God Leader and bring over the Yao Chi Holy Land to discuss important matters together.

However, Yang Zhen's personality is not suitable for sitting down for meetings. There are constant meetings, big and small, and people argue just about how to wipe out one or two magic puppets. This is not Yang Zhen's style of doing things at all.

Over the next half month, the Demon Sect really began to subtly influence the beliefs of the monks in the Western Regions and instill the ideas of the Holy Palace into the world.

Except for those cultivators rescued by Yang Zhen, most of them were brainwashed by the Demon Sect.

Cang Tian Ba ​​Xue, this is a half-step imperial technique. Once this technique is promoted, how big a sensation will it cause? The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen with a bored look on his face and said, "Boy, the Demon Sect obviously has no time to trouble you. What are you going to do next?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "It's really boring if they don't come to cause trouble. Now that everything is fine here and Saoji has resurrected, I plan to go back to Baiyun Mountain!"

"You want to go back to your sect?" The mean cat looked eager to try, and said, "Take me with you. I also want to see what kind of sect can cultivate a monster like you."

Yang Zhen laughed out loud. Now thinking of the tiny sect in Baiyun Mountain, Yang Zhen felt a bit like returning home.

After fighting and killing for a long time, it seems that it is a good choice to spend a few days of peace occasionally.

Besides, the world is changing drastically now. Now the whole world of cultivation is turbulent, and more and more powerful beings are beginning to awaken. Who knows what kind of chaos the world will be in by then? None of this has anything to do with Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was just very curious about how many powerful beings there were in the Great Wilderness Era. As for what these beings would do when they woke up, whether to bring benefits or devastation, that was all destiny, not Yang Zhen's fate.

After Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er learned the news, they looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

Yang Zhen looked at the two of them curiously. He was a little curious. Why did the two beautiful women who remained calm in the face of heavenly punishment and heavenly tribulation look a little... nervous? "When... are you going to go back?" Hua Youyue looked at Yang Zhen hesitantly and asked with her head down.

Although Han Yan'er didn't say anything, she looked at Yang Zhen with burning eyes, and it was obvious that she was also very concerned about this time.

"Ah!" The two girls exclaimed, and said in unison: "Leaving tomorrow?"

"Is there... any problem?" Yang Zhen's expression became even more surprised.

The two women shook their heads at the same time and said, "No... no problem."

At this moment, the mean cat suddenly rushed in, screaming and saying, "Boy, it's bad, something big has happened, damn it, it's really a big deal this time!"

Yang Zhen was stunned, turned to look at the mean cat and said, "The sky is falling?"

The mean cat glared and said, "Boy, now is not the time to joke around. I'm afraid old man Feng Wuya will come looking for you soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuya's voice came from midair: "Where is Yang Xiaoyou?"

Yang Zhen, Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er looked at each other, walked out curiously, and were stunned when they saw Feng Wuya.

Feng Wuya came very quickly, followed by a number of people, all with sullen faces.

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"What happened?"

Feng Wuya took a deep breath and said, "Yao Chi Holy Land, something happened in Yao Chi Holy Land."

"What?"

Yang Zhen's expression froze, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "Yao Chi Holy Land, what happened?"

Feng Wuya's face flashed with anger, and he said, "A holy tomb was discovered near the Tianxing World of Yao Chi Holy Land. The people of the Demon Sect used extremely insidious means to kill thousands of monks, and blood flowed like a river. They wanted to break the holy tomb by using Yuan Blood as a lure, but were obstructed by Yao Chi Holy Land. Most of Yao Chi Holy Land has been destroyed. It can be said that Yao Chi Holy Land is already in danger."

"Grass!"

With a bang, Yang Zhen rushed towards the Yao Chi Holy Land and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feng Wuya and the others' faces changed, they looked at each other, and then looked at the cheap cat.

The mean cat curled his lips and said, "It seems that there is another person in seclusion near the Tianxing World."

"The Three Holy Ladies?"

Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er were both shocked, and the two swords, Sun Shadow and Moon Shadow, behind them suddenly emitted bursts of phoenix sounds, and they both chased after Yang Zhen at the same time.

"Hey, wait a minute, old man, how can I be absent from such a lively event!"

Wulun Tianzun hurriedly followed behind him. What made Wulun Tianzun almost vomit blood was that his speed was so fast that he couldn't even catch up with the two women, let alone Yang Zhen.

Just as he was speechless, he heard a strange cackling sound beside him, and a chicken carrying a cat rushed past him with a whoosh.

"I...you..."

Wulun Tianzun was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)